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"What are you looking at, are you watching him carry you into the bridal chamber? I will never allow it! Even if it's an illusion, it won't work!" Xue Feng shook off her hand, and with a flash of her figure, she had already flashed to the gate of King Jing's Mansion.

Mu Shuiyun flashed over helplessly, still holding Xuefeng's hand.

When the big red sedan chair landed, Ye Liunian happily raised the curtain of the sedan chair, and pulled out the woman he had been thinking about all this time, softly saying, "Shuiyun, you and I are together after all. Fate brings us together tightly, And the marriage was bestowed by the emperor himself. Your marriage and mine are blessed by all the subjects in the world, and it will be harmonious and happy, and our love will last forever."

Hearing these words, Xue Feng really wanted to slap him twice, but unfortunately, Mu Shuiyun kept pulling her, so she could only wait and see what happened, looking for the right time.

The two were married by the emperor, and Ye Liunian finally got his wish. He walked into the palace holding his beautiful wife's pale hand. Indulging in it, it is simply obsessed.

Xue Feng was so angry that she dragged Mu Shuiyun into the palace, the sound of firecrackers and the congratulations from the crowd gradually faded away, and the servants in the palace were all in a festive look, welcoming their lord into the main hall with joy .

After the two newcomers stood side by side, Shanhe shouted in one voice: "Bow to heaven and earth."

"I will never let him succeed!" Xue Feng flicked his fingers coldly, and a purple light sank into Ye Liunian's forehead.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, but Mu Shuiyun didn't stop her this time. She knew that Xuefeng would definitely not be able to bear this scene, not only she couldn't bear it, even she couldn't bear it.

Regarding Ye Liunian's thoughts, she knew that she knew it, but she would not respond. No matter whether there was Xue Feng or not, she would never accept the love of a prince. That kind of feeling is really like treating him as an elder brother, so of course he can't just watch him pay homage to himself in the phantom.

At this time, something went wrong in the newcomer's worship hall, Ye Liunian stood still in a daze, his eyes seemed a little inexplicable, and he couldn't believe it, he only felt that the catkin he was holding in his hand was as cold as ice, not at all normal human temperature.

Shanhe stepped forward and said in surprise, "My lord, it's time to worship heaven and earth."

Ye Liunian turned his eyes to stare at Shanhe, as if he wanted to see every skin on his face clearly, but after a while he sighed softly, hiding the deep waves in his eyes, and tightened his grip on that hand, smiling. Said: "Continue to worship."

"Bow to heaven and earth!" Shanhe shouted.

Xue Feng sneered and said, "Can you really worship me?"

This cold voice was like calm rain like silk, passing into Ye Liunian's ears misty and ethereal, and he was taken aback for a moment, his whole body was like a cold iron pestle, he couldn't bend down, he couldn't turn around, just Holding that pale hand so quietly, he stood there as if he had lost his soul.

Mu Shuiyun stared at Ye Liunian's face, and said in an extremely indifferent voice, "At that point, you were already awake. But why are you obsessed with obsession and still fall into the formation? Don't you know that what you are holding by your hand is a A body without a soul?"

Ye Liunian closed his eyes and sighed: "I knew that my dream would never come true."

The pale catkin he held in his hand turned into nothingness in an instant, and the entire King Jing Mansion disappeared. The originally luxurious and festive mansion turned into a cold and desolate place, just like his mood at the moment, gloomy and hurting.

The purple mist still filled the huge space, two milky white light beams returned to their bodies, Ye Liunian also woke up from the silence, all this was like a dream, at the beginning he was full of excitement, but in the end , It was just an empty fun.

Xiaoqi lay sprawled on Yinyue's broad back, seeing this, said: "Master came back soon, about two hours."

"Pfft, two hours is still fast." Mu Shuiyun couldn't laugh or cry, she really didn't expect time to pass so fast, the scene in the formation seemed to them with a flick of a finger, but in reality it was a long time, she turned her eyes Turning to the Lingtai, he frowned and said, "I always feel that the Lingzhu must be here, could it be related to Murong's Lingtai?"

"Go and have a look and you'll know." Xue Feng picked her up and walked towards the Lingtai. To Ye Liunian, she never gave Ye Liunian half of the light. It was too late for her to get bored with him. It's just Shuiyun, I only hope that after this matter is over, we will completely cut off contact with him, and never give him a chance to spy on Shuiyun.

Just when the three of them approached the mourning hall more than ten meters away, a thick black mist burst out in front of them. This mist was mixed with a very pungent sandalwood scent, and accompanied by the cold air, it quickly hit the three of them. .

Xue Feng frowned and waved his sleeves, the intense purple light struck back invincibly like undulating waves.

At the same time, she pulled Mu Shuiyun back quickly, frowned and said: "This black air is very strange, you can't get close to it."

Ye Liunian stretched out his arms, and as the two retreated, a large sheet of light-colored purple mist spread from their bodies, completely isolating the cold aura around them.

Xiaoqi and Yinyue each stood in front of the master, staring at the energy fluctuations ahead.

When the black mist dissipated, a ferocious black dragon hovered over the mourning hall. The scales on its body were as hard as steel, and each piece shone with a strange brilliance. There is a cruel and cruel meaning.

Mu Shuiyun was startled after she stabilized her posture. The height of the entire space was about a hundred feet, and the posture of this virtual black dragon was still expanding. Although it was not real, the cold and strange aura it exuded could not Let people ignore.

Xue Feng hugged her waist tightly, staring indifferently at the Canglong in front of him who opened his teeth and claws. In his impression, he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"This blue dragon exudes a strange and evil power. Its power comes from the previous generation of emperor Murong Zhufeng, and it is the representative of demons. However, after the battle between immortals and demons, the ancestor power filled the world and purified all the demonic energy. This A dragon was also buried in the imperial mausoleum following Murong Zhufeng's death, how could it come back to life today?" Ye Liunian was full of doubts, but he never noticed the red glow in Mu Shuiyun's eyes.

Canglong's body stopped expanding, and its body occupied two-thirds of the entire space. Two clusters of thick black mist erupted from its two nostrils like black holes, but its blood-red eyes froze in Mu Shuiyun's eyes. On his body, the evil light flickered, and it smiled fiercely, "It's been a hundred years, it's been hundreds of years under pressure in this mourning hall. The power of the damned Buddha's light has finally been wiped out by my power, but it's not enough to make me condense my body But now, I have found the source of rebirth, the gathering of the grievances of evil spirits, it is you."

When the words fell, Canglong's huge head suddenly rushed over, Xuefeng flew away from the spot with Mu Shuiyun in his arms, Canglong jumped into the air, staring at a pair of blood-red eyeballs and chasing up, four paws writhing in the air, every time With a roar, it drove a large black mist to diffuse.

Ye Liunian struck out in shock, two balls of purple light bombarded in an instant, and hit Canglong's body fiercely. The swaying figure melted in water like splashed ink, spread in the wind, and became part of the black mist. It condensed again in an instant, completely an indestructible fortress, with strength that could not be broken.

Like misty smoke, seemingly invisible but the most deadly, the huge dragon body re-condenses, as if reborn, its power has risen to a higher level, its power is nourished by endless resentment, but what is waiting is a resurrection opportunity.

Locking the target on Mu Shuiyun, Canglong's body swayed, and turned into a black mist form again. No matter how Ye Liunian's immortal power blocked it, he couldn't catch its trajectory. In this imperial tomb, it was the king, and others Life and death are all ruled by it.

"Arrogance." Xue Feng squinted and scanned the black mist flying in all directions, but was a little surprised at Mu Shuiyun's tranquility, turned her head to look, and was shocked in place.

Wisps of blood red fluttered in the wind, and the smooth and glossy black hair broke through the restriction of the fairy, revealing its original color in an instant. It was the most beautiful bright red in the world, as if it had been infected by blood, it became blood red and tender. Enchanting, part of the blood-red color seems to be more prevalent than before, black and red hair flutters wildly, and the dancing form is graceful and elegant.

Her entire aura completely changed at this moment. If she was gentle, elegant, free and easy before, then at this moment, she is enchanting, evil, strange and enchanting.

The ruthless and domineering demeanor was displayed to the fullest at that time, the white shirt fluttered lightly, the hair fluttered wildly, and the slender figure exuded a thrilling sense of charm, and every looming line would appropriately affect her charm.

But her face was pale, a morbid whiteness that could not be concealed by the delicate outline, and the most prominent thing was this pair of blood-red clear eyes, like exquisite blood-red jade, with a hazy brilliance rippling in the dazzling light , the fascination in her eyes actually made Xue Feng tremble, she was amazed and worried at the same time, this black mist could affect the water cloud, this was beyond her expectation.

Ye Liunian's eyes were full of astonishment, as if time was frozen here, he could still take a closer look at Shuiyun Qingshi's face, but her pale face made him extremely worried, he never expected that the resentment of the blood Buddha beads would change the color of her hair , even after many years of cultivating Jinmanghuo, he has not been able to integrate its power into the soul, thereby changing the color of the hair. It's the final stage.

"Hahaha! Lihun Blood Bead! No wonder your power is so great, that is the pure resentment of immortals." A huge and ferocious head appeared in the black mist. Its figure seemed to be connected with the mist. It's weird and infiltrating.

A purple light flashed in the bloody eyes, and a burst of immortal power poured into her body from her back. Mu Shuiyun woke up instantly. She looked at the Canglong floating in the black mist, and the charm in her eyes became stronger, "How?"