The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Some emotions that you think you have hidden well can produce unpredictable consequences once they are triggered.

--Inscription

Shao Li was a little frustrated, "We are still a step late..."

Meng Yujie glanced at the vaguely visible formation and suggested, "Why don't I stay here while you all go and appease the various circles first, so that I can quickly inform you of any news."

"Okay then..." Mu Yang agreed helplessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.

There are too many mysteries where Qingyi Palace is located. Most of the time, he is either excluded or on the way to being excluded.

If Mi Yu hadn't felt sorry for him and injected a ray of spiritual consciousness into his body, he would not have been able to stay here for long.

After finally getting through it, I saw Fan Nuoxi coming back, but I didn't expect...

This situation not only happened to Mu Yang, but other people were also more or less rejected by some kind of force in certain places. Mu Yang actually felt a little inexplicably balanced in his heart.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Li Menghan, the others went back to their previous places one after another. Only Chongli stayed behind.

"Xiao Jie, you came here on your own initiative, but have you noticed anything?" Chong Li asked when he saw Li Menghan looking worried.

Li Menghan exhaled slowly, "This formation was formed not long ago, and I saw some things from it."

"Sister came to the Wuxun Tower and seemed to be hesitant. She didn't go in for a long time. Instead, the door opened by itself and took Sister in..."

"So... you are worried..." Chongli said naturally, obviously understanding the deeper meaning.

"Ah."

"In that case, I'll wait with you."

The two thought they were mentally prepared, but they still underestimated the mystery here.

The two had just found a good place to observe the movements of the formation, but before they could settle down, a tall tower surrounded by clouds appeared out of thin air behind them.

The moment the door opened, Meng Yujie and Chongli were also drawn into the Wuxun Tower like Fan Nuoxi.

Inside the tower, first floor.

This time was different from the last time. There were no strange clouds around Fan Nuoxi, nor any strange formation waiting for her.

It looked like Fan Nuoxi had stepped into an extremely elegant palace.

However, all the furnishings in this palace are exactly the same as those in the main hall of Yunmeng Abyss.

Fan Nuoxi looked around, then lowered her head to look at the doll necklace that had disappeared at some point. She was slightly shocked, but did not show it on her face.

I didn’t expect that after not being here for so long, the Wuxun Tower has become much stronger.

As Fan Nuoxi was thinking this, a little baby appeared in front of him.

The little kid was wearing a red bellyband embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and a magatama with dragon and phoenix totems around his neck. He looked at Fan Nuoxi with grievance.

"Humph—you still remember to come back!"

Fan Nuoxi thought about it carefully and felt that the little baby looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

She looked around and found nothing strange. Facing the little kid's accusation, she just looked at him a few more times and then walked around the hall on her own.

When the little kid saw that Fan Nuoxi refused to have more contact with him, his face darkened, but he kept following Fan Nuoxi's steps.

Whenever Fan Nuoxi looked over, the little kid's expression was one of pitiful and innocent.

But Fan Nuoxi knew everything since the little kid appeared, and just wanted to see how long the little kid could endure.

It's not impossible to break in here by force, but the Wuxun Tower will definitely be lost, and then we have to bring Dongfang Junyan out, which may be a bit troublesome.

Therefore, it is better to keep the troops in place until it is absolutely necessary.

……

"Ali——"

"Ali——"

Meng Yujie looked at the endless clouds in front of her and shouted in panic.

Ever since she and Chongli were suddenly dragged into this tower, she and Chongli have been separated.

Somehow, she could feel the presence of Chongli and Fan Nuoxi, but it didn't seem real enough.

She really wanted to break that barrier, but her protective power was of no use here.

The same goes for spiritual power...

Suddenly, the clouds and mist showed signs of dispersing, and a person she missed slowly walked out of the clouds and mist.

"Xiao Jie, I miss you so much!"

A woman wearing a mask and a black leather skirt slowly walked in front of Meng Yujie.

When Meng Yujie saw who was coming, tears rolled down her cheeks, "Sister Yun, I miss you too—"

The person in front of him was Ran Yun.

At this moment, even though Meng Yujie knew in her heart that the person in front of her was fake, she still couldn't help but be moved.

The moment the two embraced each other, the clouds and mist all faded away, and the backdrop of a villa slowly appeared.

……

After separating from Meng Yujie, Chongli was not engulfed by the clouds and mist, but appeared directly in a dim palace.

There were mottled traces everywhere in the palace, but in the center there was a coffin.

That coffin was not an ordinary wooden coffin, but a coffin made of blue crystal.

Just by watching from a distance, Chongli's legs became weak and he fell slowly to the ground as if all his strength had been drained away.

But he stretched out his hand unwillingly and dragged his body step by step towards the coffin.

The figure inside the coffin could be vaguely seen.

The person in the coffin was wearing a waist-length blue dress, which matched Chongli's current clothes very well, but also looked very similar to Meng Yujie's clothes today...

"Xiaojie..."

"Xiaojie..."

"You have got to be kidding me?"

Chongli burst into tears.

The scene of Meng Yujie's death appeared in my mind again.

Thinking of this, Chongli moved a little faster, and finally... when he got close to the coffin, he forced himself to stand up.

With trembling hands, he pushed open the coffin lid with force.

Seeing the bloodless person in the coffin, Chongli's tears rolled down, and his chest felt stuffy and swollen.

"puff--"

Suddenly, Chongli turned around, leaned against the coffin and slid down weakly, a mouthful of blood gushing out.

"Xiao Jie...you must be kidding..."

After saying this in great sorrow, Chongli fainted.

……

Meng Yujie, who was having a great conversation with Ran Yun in the villa, suddenly felt a pain in her heart for no apparent reason.

The originally confused consciousness gradually became clear.

Why... am I here?

Have I really returned to the modern era?

What about my sister? Where is she?

Thinking of this, Meng Yujie looked at Ran Yun in front of her and felt that something was wrong.

Although the person in front of him spoke and talked like Ran Yun, some details were very different from Ran Yun.

For example, if Ran Yun was hiding something, he would subconsciously cross his hands on his legs and gently scratch them with his fingernails.

When Ran Yun mentions Fan Nuoxi, he often unconsciously reveals some cute expressions, or pouts or his voice unconsciously becomes soft and sticky.

But when the "Ran Yun" in front of him was hiding something, he would unconsciously pinch his earlobes with his fingers and purse his lips slightly.

When she mentioned Fan Nuoxi, it was more like she was reciting something, and there was not much change in her expression.

After Meng Yujie discovered these differences, she subconsciously lowered her eyes and pretended to listen very carefully.

But in his heart, he was thinking about how to get rid of this "Ran Yun", and he was also worried about Fan Nuoxi and Chong Li.

the other side.

Fan Nuoxi seemed to be tired of playing tricks on people, and suddenly created many clones, setting up a formation on the little kid and trapping him.

When the little kid saw this, he knew he had been discovered. Seeing that the formation was not yet complete, he ran away.

"You are such an unsportsmanlike person!"

Fan Nuoxi snapped his fingers and a flash of lightning quickly hit the little kid, "Since you're here, why don't you stay!"

The little kid trembled all over after the electric shock, and his skin cracked, revealing his true appearance.

Under the disappearing human skin, there was a nine-headed python that was growing bigger and bigger.

"His-"

"His-"

One by one, their heads kept spitting out tongues, looking at Fan Nuoxi with resentment and greed in their eyes.

Fan Nuoxi touched his wrist and quickly took off the Xuanzhen staff. The other clones quickly turned into white smoke and returned to his body.

"I thought it was something else. Let's play with it for a while first—"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fan Nuoxi threw out the Xuanzhen staff, and she appeared a few meters away from the monster, seemingly not intending to take action.

"You want to destroy us with just an ugly bracelet? You really overestimate your own abilities—"

"Boss - let's show this bracelet some color!"

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This chapter's screenwriter: Fan Nuoxi

Art Direction: The author

Friendly performance: Little Doll