At this moment, Yu Qiu's face suddenly fell.

He said coldly: "Neither sound belongs to Zhengzheng. Don't be disturbed by your mind. You can trust 'them' easily! Once you believe it deeply, you will be swallowed by the fog."

The friends had long suspected that neither of the two sounds were Yun Zheng. After Brother Feng asked Yun Zheng, both sounds said they had forgotten them. With this, they could be sure that neither sounds were Yun Zheng.

Because Yun Zheng's memory is amazingly good.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and their anxiety and fear increased.

Then where is Yun Zheng really?!

Friends are worried that there will be no danger in Zhengzheng, right?

Suddenly, they remembered the soul talisman attached to their bodies. They drove their spiritual power to sense Yun Zheng's existence and her current soul state.

I found that there was no violent fluctuation.

This shows that Yun Zheng is still fine.

But my friends couldn't help but want to find her. They called her name, but they were answered by two fakes.

"I'm here."

"I'm here, come and find me!"

The friends were speechless. The "two voices" had been seen through, and they still responded so shamelessly.

The shrill crying became more and more intense, and the fog became more and more intense. The ground under your feet was muddy. If you step on it, you would fall down if you are not careful.

"Senior Brother Sima, cry quickly!" A genius couldn't bear such a harsh cry and couldn't help but scream Sima Xun.

When Sima Xun heard this, he replied with difficulty and hoarseness.

"I've called it dumb."

His voice was dull and low, like an old man.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Xinglan was shrouded in thick white mist, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, but with a hint of worry. He couldn't see the surroundings clearly, so he pursed his lips and said, "Everyone, please squat down for a moment."

"Why?" someone asked tremblingly.

Feng Xinglan's tone was faint, "Avoid accidental injury."

The friends and Qingfeng immediately guessed what Feng Xinglan wanted to do, and they immediately squatted down. They didn't want to sit and wait for death, while Lan mainly attacked the wind-type elemental spiritual power, and the wind could dissipate the fog.

Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "Everyone squat down!"

The geniuses heard the voice of Qingfeng Protector, and without much hesitation, they half-squatted down.

The shrill cry suddenly turned into a strange laugh. Gradually, the two sounds mixed together, which was extremely terrifying.

The sound is sometimes far and sometimes near.

When it is near, it seems like you are crying and laughing in people's ears, making people stand up. When it is far away, it is not that scary.

After everyone squatted down, Feng Xinglan summoned the long sword, and his palm was filled with wind-type elemental spiritual power, pouring the wind-type spiritual power on the sharp long sword. In an instant, the sword wind swept out and slashed the white mist around him into a big hole.

His right wrist turned slightly and suddenly lifted the sword, and the sword intention was condensing little by little.

The next moment, he swept his sword and swept it out!

Boom boom boom boom-

The blade of the strong wind swept through the white mist and rushed away.

Everyone felt a chill on their heads. Someone quickly raised his hand and touched the top of their heads. When they found that their hair was still there, they breathed a lot.

The wind blows the fog, and the fog gradually dissipates.

At this moment, Feng Xinglan waved another sword.

With a "boom", the blade slashed to the front and made a blast. It should be the front to the bottom, so it hit the real object.

The friends looked up and looked up. The white mist was still there, but it was not rich anymore. You could see the person opposite clearly.

They immediately stood up, looked at each other, and immediately met to the same place.

The white mist gathered again.

At the same time, the friends quickly looked around and looked for Yun Zheng’s trace. What was going on? Why did a living person disappear?

"Let me open the fog this time!" Mo Jing summoned the big sword.

Mo Jing clasped the hilt with both hands and slashed towards the white mist on the other side!

boom!

The blade splits the white mist and dispels it.

Mo Jing frowned, why is there still no Ayun?

…

Half a quarter of an hour ago, Yun Zheng had just walked a few steps to the right, but accidentally stepped on the eye of the formation and fell into an illusion formation.

She looked around with caution, but found herself sitting on a big red bed, the arrangement of the room was very similar to the wedding room when she got married, and the red candles were burning not far away, making a slight sound.

The candlelight sets off the embroidered screen of the mountain scenery, waiting for this unexplainable ambiguity.

She lowered her eyes and saw a big red silk veil in her palm.

Is this... she got married?

Soon, the door was slowly pushed open.

Yun Zheng looked at the sound and saw the man wearing a crimson wedding robe with cuffs and laces. He tied his hair with a red crown. His handsome and cold face was soft at this moment. His cheeks looked red because of the drunkenness. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to be the most beautiful peach color in the world.

His clear and fair fingers pressed against the door of the room. When he saw Yun Zheng lifting the red veil in advance, a little helplessness and doting flashed in his eyes.

"Is it uncomfortable to cover the veil?"

"Yeah." Yun Zheng did not expose the illusion at this time, because Rong Shuo looked so beautiful in a wedding suit.

He turned around and closed the door.

The tall and straight back, coupled with the strong waist and abdomen hidden under the wedding costume, makes people wonder.

He just heard him say slowly: "If grandpa hadn't blocked some wine for me today, I would probably have been poured into wine by them. I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up to you..."

"It's a bridal chamber."

After he said the last three words, his ear tips turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Yun Zheng heard "grandfather", she pursed her lips slightly, and then she didn't know what she thought of, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Then have you seen my dad and mother?"

He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said docitly: "Zheng'er, are you not used to marrying a wife tonight? Don't worry, your father and mother are eating out for wine, they are all there."

Yun Zheng lowered her eyes and looked at the red veil on her hand, asking in confusion.

"Did they really agree that I marry you?"

"Well, I went through a lot of hardships to marry you back to my Rong family." He stepped in front of her, pulled her hands up, slowly tightened them, and looked at her like a treasure. He looked at her gently and said, "I have no father or mother, and I am fortunately adopted by my father and mother. I can grow up with you and fall in love with each other. Although I have experienced all kinds of difficulties, I am grateful for these hardships that have made you and me."

"I finally got you."

Yun Zheng did not show a touching look, but looked at him calmly, pulling his hand out of his palm bit by bit.

“This is not our story.”

He was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Yun Zheng was saying, "Zheng'er, what are you saying? Our story... is like this."

He noticed Yun Zheng's abnormality and wanted to reach out to hold her hands, but she ruthlessly slapped away.

Bang!

The man's hand was slapped red, his handsome face was stained with a thin and angry look at her, and said in a stern tone: "Zheng'er, don't be willful anymore."

His eyebrows and eyes became fierce, destroying the beauty. His clumsy expression was not consistent with the skin, just like... this skin does not belong to him at all.

Yun Zheng smiled sarcastically and said.
Chapter completed!