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Chapter 29 The ridge is water, the water festival

After traveling through the jungle for more than ten minutes, the trees became increasingly dense and the sense of direction became worse and worse.

They thought of many ways, but they were never helpful. Even the sound transmission notes that communicated with the outside world lost their effect at this moment.

As the saying goes, when the roof is leaking, it rains all night, and the surrounding environment changes again. Sword shadows float out and stabbed towards the ground. It is extremely powerful. In the blink of an eye, the ground is already full of chaos. These sword shadows are not illusory, and they also contain extremely mysterious power.

When the first wave of sword shadow attack came, Li Lianyi first reacted because of her reminder that no one was hurt.

But before the rest of the year, the second and third waves of sword shadows had already arrived, and they could only support their bodies and dodge them with difficulty. However, good luck would not always favor them. With the increase in sword shadows and accelerating, Xia Qihe could not withstand the injury first, and Su Shiyao was also cut off her arm.

"No, the attacks of Jianying are getting more and more intense. If you can't break the formation, you will never be able to hold on!" As the pain endured, Xia Qihe's breathing became very rapid. "Sister Li, think of a solution!"

"Gantian, Kundi, Zhenthunder... Don't quarrel!" Li Lianyi was also nervous, and the sweat had already wet his back. "No, Xun wood, Kan water, Li fire... Eight trigrams are arranged in them, but they are still wrong, and I can't find the way to live!"

"Dan is the sky, the sky is wind and dirty, the sky is escaped, the sky and the earth are not; Kan is water, the water and the water seeds!" Su Muran, who had been silent for a long time, murmured in a low voice, and a ray of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "No, no, this is not a simple arrangement of the eight trigrams, two pairs are heavy, they are sixty-four trigrams!"

Hearing this, a trace of spirit lit up in Li Lianyi's eyes, and his fingers quickly pinched.

"Gan, Kun, Tun, Meng, Need, Speak, Master, Bi, Lu..." Once again, she deduced again, "It just happened to be opposite to the sixty-four hexagrams. The only Shengmen is in the Lu position, with the upper stem and the lower stem, round and defects, and there is danger in the first place... I'll explore, you can follow my steps!"

As she finished speaking, she walked forward quickly, and the steps she took were not straight lines, but were round and back.

The next second, another sword shadow fell one after another, but it happened to be distributed around her and did not stab the moving track.

Su Muran and Xia Qihe, whose heart was in his throat, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Perhaps this was not a sure death situation, and they could still break it. Thinking of this, they no longer hesitated, and they raised their steps slightly, slowly following the steps Li Lianyi stepped forward, perfectly avoiding all the sword shadows.

As for Su Shiyao, she learned a lot of lessons when she was stabbed by a sword. She was willing to give in and didn't mind imitating the actions of the other people.

Finally, under the deduction of Li Lianyi's formation, the few people finally left the sword formation without any casualties. However, at this moment, their attention was all on Su Muran, and anyone with discerning eyes could see that the key to breaking the formation this time was that she could understand and think of the sixty-four hexagrams, so what was hidden in her body?

......

After stepping through the first sword formation, the few people became alert, but they were surrounded by thick fog and then they got apart again in just a moment.

At this moment, Su Muran was in a red quagmire, but in her eyes, there were tall buildings around her. Just like the previous sword formation, this was also a illusion array, but it was much more advanced, making people fall into it and couldn't react at all.

The familiar lights and wine and the long-lost sense of prosperity make me feel a little dazed. Isn’t this what China should look like?

"Bang!"

A slap awakened her from her loss, and it was so familiar to her pain.

"You...why are you?" Covering his swollen cheeks, he couldn't help but yell, "I am the daughter of the God of War, how dare you hit me?"

After she finished speaking, she realized what she was talking about?

Those fragments in my mind, rebirth through time? Or is it a place similar to a feudal dynasty? How could it be true? I smiled with a self-deprecating smile. Did I burn my mind with fever? I would actually regard such an illusory dream as reality.

"The God of War? Haha, I'm the God of War Xing Tian!" The man who slapped her in the face also looked at her sarcastically, "I told you that I shouldn't read the novels of the female master's style... Hehe, women are destined to be men's pets, so why are you forced? Go and cook some wine and dishes for me!"

Looking at the man with a confused consciousness, Su Muran sighed slightly. The man's words were naturally drunk, but why didn't he express his true feelings?

This man's name is Yao Hongzhan, who is her legal husband who has received a serious certificate.

However, less than five years after their marriage, their relationship was torn apart by life. The beauty of the past has long disappeared from repeated hysteria.

The initial quarrel may have been due to a little conflict, and later, I became more disgusted and dissatisfied with her. The most unacceptable thing was domestic violence. Every time I drank, Yao Hongzhan would fight, and all the bad words and fists were greeted to her, and all the accumulated resentment would burst out.

Isn't Su Muran angry? Of course he is angry.

At first she struggled and resisted, but later, after realizing that everything was in vain, she gave up.

As for leaving or calling the police, she had thought about it, but every time afterwards, Yao Hongzhan could always touch her heart with sincere words.

Maybe this is life? Su Muran had no choice but to think of a married woman, even if she chose to divorce, what good life would she have? That illusory dream appeared in her heart, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and how lucky she should be in that parallel space and dream.

The ugly and ugly God of War returned from the counterattack. Isn’t that the drama that she likes?

......

"Oh, I'm quite self-aware? I actually took the initiative to admit that I'm abominable and ugly!"

"I'm talking about the God of War, not me..." Listening to the familiar male voice, Su Muran unconsciously retorted, but before he finished speaking, he was stunned, "Nan Feng!"

"I have said it many times, you should call me Lord Nanfeng!"

The one who suddenly made a sound was Nan Feng, which was the system elf in Su Muran's illusion of illusion.

"But this is unscientific. You are clearly from the world in your dreams and are clearly fake. How could it really appear?"

"In my dream? False? Ah, you are a false thing!" Nan Feng spat lightly, "I thought you had some basic formation, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even understand such a simple illusion array? You can taste it again and carefully!"

It was not until this time that Su Muran realized that although the scene around him was just like the Chinese Kingdom, he could always see a hint of red invisibly, which was a world of difference from the country she remembered.
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