"Mourning, mourning, mourning..."

"Lian Mourning, wake up my deity, those are all fake, they are illusions, come back..."

"Long mourning, mourning..."

When Lian Mourn regained consciousness again, what he heard was Feng Yan's roar, and his body was shaken violently.

He has never heard the sound of the devil out of control, oh no, he used to be angry with him, but he was not in such a hurry, the legendary Feng devil would not change his face even if Mount Tai collapsed.

Also, this devil is too good at crawling. If you get his permission, you dare to call his name, and you can call him so smoothly...

Slowly opened his eyes, and stared at the anxious man Yuanshen with a smile, always feeling his nose a little sore.

"Devil, why are you shaking? My head is dizzy..."

"You still know dizziness! You know, you know how worried this deity is..."

Finally seeing those bright and cunning eyes open again, Feng Yan pressed him to his chest, and said what he couldn't have said before.

How could Feng Motou, who was as powerful as him, be anxious, how could he say he was worried, no one could make him change Feng Yan's face, but only this person, only this heartless demon man in front of him.

No one knew how panicked he was just now, watching Lian Mou's soul leave, his heart seemed to be dug out, it was a feeling he had never felt before.

It turns out that this is what fear feels like...

This person holds more place in his heart than he imagined, and Feng Yan has sunk too deep into this trap unknowingly.

"Don't talk, this deity doesn't want to know anything, this deity only tells you that you said that you love this deity to death, you can't take it back without my permission..."

Feng Yan clasped Lian Mour's head tightly, it seemed that only the closeness that was almost rubbed into the bones could relieve the panic and fear in his heart.

The powerlessness of not being able to catch someone just now let him know that this person is not as easy to get as he imagined, and the feeling of fear made him panic, and he had a fear that there were things in this world that he couldn't do.

He didn't want to know anything, and he didn't want to know anything, as long as this person stayed.

"Lian Mourning, you remember, this deity is a devil, a devil who can do everything, no matter where you come from, once you come to this deity, you will never leave..."

Lian Mourn couldn't help laughing.

Of course he knew that Feng Motou was a devil who could do everything. When he first read the book, he had the deepest impression on him. This man was strong and ruthless.

"But what if... one day I can't help but leave you?"

"No ifs! Mourning, no ifs."

Yes, for the powerful and powerful Feng Motou, there is nothing beyond his control.

But there are always some things beyond his control, just like he never thought that 'fake words can also come true', never thought that he would start to have nostalgia again, never thought that many results are not as he guessed...

Yue Xixian said to let him have a dream as he pleases, but he is different from him.

Yue Xixian is going to a dead end to cherish the last time, but his dream will wake up one day, and he will wake up involuntarily.

"Devil, can you not ask me to mourn, that makes me look very small."

Lian Mourned rested his head on the man's soul.

He suddenly wanted to hear the man's heartbeat, but Yuanshen didn't have a heartbeat, it was cold and cold, which was a pity.

But the devil's voice sounded extraordinarily warm, "Mourner?"

"... You should call it Mourning, but I actually think I'm still a young seedling."

The demon man who was so disgusted decisively decided to pretend to be young with a cheeky face.

"Okay, condolences."

Feng Yan raised the corners of his lips, and pressed the person against his chest again, engraving the name in his heart, as well as the delicate and well-behaved face in the illusion.

Lian Mou pursed her lips, but did not push away, and quietly let the devil continue to embrace her, her head unconsciously rubbing against the man's chest.

It's been a long, long time since he's heard someone call him that...

Some things are always so worth nostalgia, but the reality is always so realistic.

They seemed to have stayed in the illusion for a long time just now, but the actual real time was only a quarter of an hour, but it was just this quarter of an hour that the illusion in the secret realm of the Holy Land changed drastically.

The entire Holy Land is like a punctured balloon. The dense aura before quickly flows through the gap exposed after the Profound Stone is taken away. At the same time, a chaotic air penetrates from the outside and surrounds everyone trapped in the secret realm. personal.

It was only a moment to speak, and when I came back to my senses, Lian Mou found that many people in a coma had already turned ashen, but these people had smiles on their faces, and it was not difficult to see that they were immersed in the illusion. If not, the soul is devoured.

"Mourning, I have to find a way to leave here quickly. If I don't leave, even if I don't die in the illusion, the secret realm will be swallowed by this chaotic atmosphere."

Both of them are not fools who only care about expressing their feelings. The environment is severe, and Feng Yan quickly suppressed the emotional proposal in his heart.

Even Mourning thought so.

Although he wouldn't really die if he died, the mission would fail if he died, and he didn't want such a result.

In the past, he was obsessed with going home and could not let himself fail, but now Yue Xixian made it very clear that this is the last chance, if he fails, the world will repeat the original plot forever and cannot escape.

When the time comes when Yue Xixian runs out of energy and disappears, he has nothing to lose, and he even found the mother who was reincarnated as a baby girl, but he can't just watch the result of failure happen, because the people he knows here are all real , they have real souls, not a name character.

"...The Qi of Primal Chaos is the source of all things. Once the things outside the three realms are invaded, the whole world will be affected or even destroyed. If you want to get out without any trouble, you must use something of the same medium as the black stone to make up for it."

During Feng Yan's observation, he quickly analyzed the countermeasures.

It's just that the material of the Profound Stone from Beyond the Sky is special. Since it is named Beyond the Sky, it is naturally something that fell from the upper realm, so to plug the gaps, you must use something from the upper realm.

Now they know only one thing in the upper world—the Nine-turn Pure World Bottle.

The thing is now on Ji Changfeng's body, because it was given by his lover, Ji Changfeng didn't put it in the storage bag, but hung a finger-sized bottle on his chest, so he could always touch it.

Feng Yan looked at the fainted Ji Changfeng, and wanted to pull that thing off with his own hands. He didn't forget that the thing was specially found by Mourning for this guy...

"That thing is useless, and it is easy to be taken if it is blocked with something. I have a solution."

Having been together for a long time, how could Lian Mourn fail to guess what the devil was thinking, and after thinking about something domineering, he walked up and raised his hand to block the gap with his soul power, just like a nuwa who repairs the sky.

Through Yue Xixian's explanation just now, he can probably understand how this world exists. For example, it can be said to be a closed balloon filled with air, and this crack is the only entrance left to communicate with the outside world when it was established.

Ordinary methods and things can't be blocked. Only things from the upper realm, or people like him from another real natural world, can repair it, because this world is not perfect enough, in other words, it is advanced. difference from lower level.

Although Feng Yan didn't understand the mystery, but when he saw Lian Mourning's movements, his face was slightly solemn.

He knows that even if some secrets are clarified, they are probably out of his control...

"Mourning, call me if you need it."

Feng Yan couldn't help but clenched his fists, and the primordial spirit returned to the sea of ​​consciousness in silence.

He doesn't know what he can do now, and he can't do anything for the time being. Mourning is more unusual than he imagined. The only thing he can do now is to wait patiently for the opportunity like a hunter, and strike when people run away. You can't escape if you catch it.

Yes, that's the way it is, arresting people viciously...

So it is said that character determines destiny, some fate cannot be broken no matter what, it will surprise you inadvertently.

Lian Mourn doesn't know it now, but years of survival experience have allowed him to temporarily put aside future worries at any time and solve the predicament in front of him.

Because only by being alive can we have the opportunity to achieve anything.

He comes from the 'advanced real world', his soul is higher than anything in this world, and the power of the soul is output bit by bit, but with the effort of breathing, the gap that originally leaked the gray chaotic air disappeared and became Looks like a scar patch.

And the sounds that belonged to the modern world that he could hear before also disappeared, the flow of spiritual energy in the secret realm also stopped, and the chaotic energy that surrounded everyone in the illusion began to slowly dissipate.

Lian Mourned heaved a sigh of relief, seeing how quickly the energy of chaos dissipated, he immediately decided to leave immediately.

"Aren't you going to Sanxiu City with Ji Changfeng?"

Seeing this, Feng Yan suddenly asked in a very quick tone.

Lian Mourn was slightly stunned, and asked back, "When did I say I was going to Sanxiu City with Ji Changfeng?"

"Don't you want to form a Taoist partner with him..."

The word 'Taoist Companion' gritted his teeth a little bit. Since he wanted to form a Taoist companion, and Ji Changfeng was the leader of the Sanxiu League, where else would he go if he didn't go to Sanxiu City?Isn't this the normal process operation?

"Of course it's the monster clan! Now that the mysterious stone is in hand, there are still thousands of years left of the blood coral and the purple yin soul ginseng. Master, don't worry, but the blood coral is the treasure of the monster clan's royal family that is difficult to touch. Since Yao Shisan gave the opportunity, we Why let it go...otherwise you feel that there is no one to back it up, and this time the Hehuan Sect would have the guts to collude with the Huang Qing Sect and directly turn against the Immortal Sect?"

Lian Mourn explained it as a matter of course, and a heartless and sly smile appeared on his face again.

In fact, he doesn't really grasp people's hearts so finely, he just knows Yao Shisan and others extremely well. To put it bluntly, he knows what the protagonists want to do when they move their tails.

Everything is in the overall plan, and now it is just a sudden accident, it is best to deal with it according to plan.

"Devil, I said that I will make that guy Yao Shisan love him so much that he will tear his heart apart, have you forgotten?"

Didn't forget!Very clear!Remember very clearly!He had already fallen into the pit before that narcissistic stupid dragon!

Feng Yan took two deep breaths in the sea of ​​consciousness, stabilized his mind, and tried to be calm, but he was already powerless.

"Mourning, as long as you are happy..."

This sounds very pampering.

Lian Mourn was very satisfied, the demon leader of the dark path was indeed a child to teach, so he flew with all his strength and smashed the entrance and exit formation of the secret realm, and went out as if he was seriously injured and fled.

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