I heard that you are my son's father

A newlywed with a phoenix crown and Xiapei, tall and straight.

Standing with his sword in hand, Lu Qingyu sneered and said to himself: "You will only use this shameless person to deceive me."

The newlywed slowly raised her sleeves, her orchid fingers raised her hijab, revealing a charmingly smiling face.

As if struck by lightning, Lu Qingyu stood there for a while.

He actually saw the face of the banquet.

One is wearing a wedding dress, covered with a red hijab, with lip balm and black eyebrows, and a feast of heavy makeup.

It was as if he had seen a monster... Oh, the other party was a monster in the first place, as if he had seen a... Forget it, no matter what he saw, he backed up again and again, blocking his face with his sword, "Don't come here."

Hongzhuang Qiyan pouted dissatisfiedly: "Obviously this is what I imagined at the beginning, why don't you admit it now?"

"I... I thought you were a woman at that time, and I didn't really like your appearance in women's clothing." The shock was too much, and there was already a bewitching power in the formation, he no longer knew whether what he saw at this time was true or not.

"Oh, then you still like my men's clothes?" The other party cast a wink.

Daoist shuddered: "Yes."

With a flash of light in front of his eyes, the man's red clothes disappeared, and he changed into a loose white silk dress with silver embroidered patterns on the collar and cuffs. His long hair was scattered behind him, as if he just got up from the bed, lazily smiling Raise your hand slowly towards him.

Lu Qingyu was stunned, and thousands of thoughts flooded in for a moment, rolling in his heart non-stop.

Why did you see him, why did you see him!

He clenched his hands tightly, sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he had encountered something extremely frightening: "I asked you to change back into men's clothes, I didn't... I didn't say I like you."

The man smiled unabated, raised a lock of his hair, and breathed warmly into his ear: "You like me like this, don't you admit it, when you fall in love at midnight, don't you think about me?" ?”

"You're talking nonsense!" He blushed, his words were unstable, "I didn't."

He swung his sword in anger, a strand of hair was cut off, the figure dissipated in front of him, and gradually gathered behind him, "Are you annoyed?"

A familiar voice floated in his ears: "I have seen your heart, I know what you think, come on." The hands moved forward slowly, gently tapping on his waist.

A slanting moon could not shine through the window lattice, the extinguished lamps were not relit, and the guards outside the door remained motionless, as if they had been emptied of their soul consciousness.

The banquet is still sitting on the cattail mat, but it is like being in the clouds. The clouds and mists have dispersed, revealing the jungle grassland where the sun is flowing. Talking and laughing with the species, they met a wedding procession, and all the demons gave way to the two sides. They heard that it was a wedding between a fox demon and a tree spirit, and they all cheered and applauded, booing for money.

For a while, the gongs and drums were loud and lively, and there were monsters gathering from time to time, in various forms and categories, cheering together, and wanting to be a little bit happy.

Qi Yan looked at it with a smile on top of the clouds, and sighed softly: "Yes, this is what I like."

The monster race is endless, peaceful and peaceful, the wish of this life.

"Then stay here." A faint voice sounded.

He lowered his head and smiled: "But I can tell what is a dream and what is real." After laughing, his eyebrows shivered, and a red light appeared on his fan. , If it is like a cloud of smoke, it floats away.

"It will come true." He closed his fan and turned around.

The mountain spirit has no entity and can transform into countless shapes. What is here is only a part of its breath.

He raised his hand to touch the lamp, the lamp was rekindled, and the room gradually lit up, he got up and straightened his clothes, walked towards the candlelight, and stepped into the Taoist priest's illusion.

The curtain fluttered, but there was no one there. He frowned, and only heard a familiar voice with surprise: "Don't come here."

"What did he see?" Qi Yan was anxious, and hurriedly searched for the entrance of the second layer of phantom array, "Why does he look terrified, it must be some kind of scourge, the one he likes in his heart is a beast, is the taste so strange? "

The mountain spirit gathers the spiritual energy in the mountains, its ability is not weak, and its ability to control illusions is first-class. In the world of self-cultivation, few can catch up. It has created this double-layered illusion, which is more likely to disturb people's hearts. If you want not to be bewitched, you must use spiritual power to resist , handle with care.

Qi Yan was looking around here, and heard the priest say, "I thought you were a woman before."

"What, who is he talking about?" He continued to look, "He likes female beasts?"

"You change back into men's clothes." The Taoist priest's voice continued.

"So you still like male beasts?"

"You're talking nonsense!" The voice seemed annoyed.

"Ah, am I talking nonsense?" Qi Yan pulled up a curtain, and saw that there were traces of dharma seal piercing on it, "I think your aesthetics is not so strange, so what did you see?"

With a pull of the yellow curtain, he stepped into the second illusion with a flick of his sleeves.

Light rain and breeze, the grass grows and the warblers fly.

The mountain spirit here turned out to be the main body, he frowned, this time he had to sleep well for a few days when he went back.

The formation was broken in, and the hand that the mountain spirit had just touched on Lu Qingyu's waist suddenly withdrew. Before anyone could see it clearly, the phantom recovered, but the fingertips suddenly grew, and the figure flashed towards him.

Lu Qingyu was trapped by the phantom formation, his mind was dizzy and he didn't respond, Qi Yan dodged the attack, the floating light in the fan leaned forward, framing the phantom, Shan Jing turned into a figure and wanted to escape, he covered another floating light Light, pull it in front of you.

The wind in his palm was about to strike, but the imprisoned mountain spirit suddenly stretched his arms and grabbed it.

The spiritual power of the banquet was already exhausted, and he was caught in the stomach by that hand without paying attention. He frowned, but the power in his palm did not stop, and hit the opponent directly.

The floating light dissipated, and the phantom turned into smoke and fled hastily.

There is a candle in the ancestral hall, two cattail mats, and the moon has set outside the window.

Qi Yan staggered, tapped spiritual power into his abdomen, wiped off the blood on his hands, walked up to Lu Qingyu and called him softly.

Daoist was taken aback for a moment: "Why did you suddenly change your clothes?"

"Ah?" He looked down at his long black clothes. Fortunately, the black clothes couldn't see blood.

Haven't I been wearing this since morning?

The person in front of him lowered his eyes and said softly: "It still looks good just now."

No, this is what I was wearing just now.

"But you look good in anything you wear." Lu Qingyu lowered his head again, "You look good, I lied to you just now, the wedding dress actually looks good too."

Qi Yan waved his hand in front of him: "What are you talking about?"

The waving hand was caught, and the cheeks of the person in front of him were flushed: "Why don't you continue?"

Qiyan realized that the Taoist couple was still affected by the illusion and did not wake up.

He pondered: "Did you see me?"

It seems that I look very attractive to you, he smiled.

But wait a minute, what about the wedding dress?

Also, then you want to regret the marriage?

Smiling and laughing, feeling warm in his arms, the Taoist priest hugged him, smiling lightly: "Go on."

"Huh?" He looked around, "Continue to what?"

"I didn't say anything, are you still shy?" The man in the arms squeezed his turned face back, "Don't look anywhere else, only me."

"Uh..." So domineering.

He had no choice but to look at the person in front of him: "What are you doing?"

The man narrowed his eyes: "Oh, I forgot, you don't understand, it's okay, I'll teach you."

When his hand went down, it touched a little sticky, paused, and raised it to look.

Qi Yan pulled his arm down, and silently wiped away the blood on his hands: "It's nothing."

"Really nothing?"

"Well." He vowed, "What are you going to teach me?"

"What do you mean, I don't know how to explain something that I need to teach. Listen carefully." He thought for a while, but he couldn't explain it with words alone, and the other party didn't understand, so how can he enjoy himself by teaching directly with practice? Woolen cloth.

So he bent down and picked up a wooden stick, and wrote and drew on the ground.

Seeing him talking while painting, it seemed as if he had opened up a new world.

There is one thing to say, Dao Chang Danqing's wonderful brush, and the paintings are lifelike.

Lu Qingyu looked up at him in the middle of talking, then took a wooden stick and hit him on the head: "Don't be distracted."

"Oh." He looked down again.

The people around me covered everything, and said everything imaginable: "Do you understand?"

"I probably understand."

"Then..." The eyes of the people around him dimmed and they touched his face.

Qi Yan grabbed his hand: "But you are in an illusion now."

The person in front of him showed a confused look.

"The illusion makes you want to be close to me, it's not what you want," he said.

"What kind of reason is this? It's not a good story to make up." The Taoist leader pulled him and put his hand on his waist, "You don't want it?"

He smiled lightly, his eyes were watery, completely different from his usual expression, Qi Yan couldn't help but look a few more times, but he could only say: "Whether you want to or not, and whether you can or not are two different things."

Qi Yan now inexplicably feels that if he gets close to him at this time, it seems to be bullying him.

"That's what I thought." The person in front of him frowned, and pressed down hard on his waist.

He shook his head, just as he was about to pull that hand away, but suddenly felt a gust of wind coming towards him, he raised his eyes abruptly, and saw the mountain spirit making a comeback again, approaching with sharp long claws, holding the long hair of the person in his arms, and seeing To impale him in the back.

At the critical moment, Qi Yan didn't have time to push the person in his arms away, but put his arms around him, as long as he lifted it, before the sharp claws touched him, the opponent would be hurt by the hostility, and he couldn't raise his arms to block it. He made a decisive decision and quickly turned around to switch positions between the two.

As soon as he stood still, his back stabbed sharply, sharp claws grabbed his flesh and blood, and the blurred eyes of the person in his arms gradually became clear, covered with incomparable panic and fear.

The banquet party let go of the man, raised his arms, and a stream of light went backwards. The mountain spirit was pushed back, and his sharp claws were pulled out from his flesh and blood.

He turned around, opened another streamer, trapped the mountain spirit, and then gradually retracted his palm, the trapped spirit had nowhere to escape, the phantom gradually changed shape, and disappeared with a "boom".

This time it didn't escape, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

The surroundings returned to calm, Qi Yan stroked the blood from the corner of his lips, turned around and smiled: "Are you awake?"

Lu Qingyu trembled, and wanted to feel his wound, but he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of hurting him if he touched it lightly, his trembling hands stopped halfway: "You..."

Qi Yan didn't hear what he said, there were some flowers in front of his eyes, he couldn't support it, and half knelt on the ground: "Help me back, go to Jinyumantang."

Lu Qingyu touched his sleeve, then leaned forward and hugged him, let him hold her shoulders, helped him up, his feet were weak, and he took a step, with blood stains on his hands, wiped his face, eyes There was a red mark on the tail.

Once out of the ancestral hall, shopkeeper Xu saw the situation, and rushed the two of them in a carriage. They were supposed to be sent to the medical center, but he said no to the banquet, shopkeeper Xu dared not listen, and speeded up to send them to the Jinyu Mantang Inn .

At the entrance of the inn, the Shopkeeper Snake and a group of little monsters were shocked, and immediately surrounded them, hurriedly took their lord there, and when they reached the second floor, the group of people disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lu Qingyu couldn't keep up and couldn't find them, so he sat on the stairs and waited quietly.

Another risk of death, the third time.

He clenched his hands tightly, buried his head in his arms and sat motionless, waiting from early morning till dark when someone came and said, "My lord, please."