If you don’t want to leave, it’s okay to leave. Give me back the Ring first.

"Is your skin itchy again?" The head of the Rashomon Sect glared.

"I feel itchy all over my body." Zhao Yun is also a man, so he feels itchy. What to do! Come on, beat me to death!

The head of the Rashomon Sect was also honest and really gave him a beating.

After everything was done, I gave him the Ring.

Zhao Yun wiped away the nosebleed and immediately felt happy. He had grown so old and was so happy to be beaten for the first time. He just wanted to give me the ring back and give me another beating.

When Master Rashomon saw it, he was so amused that he wanted to laugh.

This little thing was much more interesting than he imagined.

Zhao Yunquan pretended not to see it and invited Miaoyu back to the Lord of the Rings.

The two of them finally hit the road, walking and stopping.

Zhao Yun was honest and courteous all the way. Judging from the look on the face of the master of the Rashomon Sect, she didn't know much about Yunyou Valley. At least, she had never been to many places.

After all, the illusion of Yunyou Valley is overbearing, and even those in the Tianwu realm may fall prey to it. The woman laughing just now is a good example. Without the Lotus Lantern, the master of the Rashomon Sect would have been pulled into the illusion and would not be able to extricate himself.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, but the two of them went round and round and arrived at the peach blossom forest again.

The peach blossom forest under the moon is different from that during the day. There is a bright red cloud and mist inside, which is hazy.

Zhao Yun saw it and looked up at the endless night sky.

A few days ago, he was here, having a chat with the head of the Rashomon Sect.

Three whole days and three nights.

Thinking about it now, my legs are still a little weak.

Thinking about it now, those images appeared in his mind involuntarily. How could the shouts of the master of the Rashomon sect be so amazing? He felt distraught when he heard them. A raging flame called evil fire made him uneasy again.

Divided.

Look at the person next to you, his cheeks are already blushing.

The conscience of heaven and earth, she didn't want to come here, so she came here while walking. In other words, the things in Yunyou Valley would change places every once in a while, and by chance, they bumped into it again.

It's hard not to remember her when she revisits her old place. She has always regarded herself as cold and indifferent, but she didn't expect to be so promiscuous. Moreover, the other party is still a junior and is in pretty good health. How can I not exhaust you to death for three days and three nights?

Speaking of juniors, she couldn't help but glance sideways at Zhao Yun.

Someone is blushing and wiping nosebleeds? There are also small tents on the lower body, the ones set up are called upright.

In view of this, she grabbed a bottle of wine.

"I'm not thirsty." Zhao Yun waved his hand.

Without saying a word, the master of the Luosheng Sect opened Zhao Yun's mouth and drank it all.

This is not wine.

This is the water of forgetfulness.

Some things are better for her to remember, but better for someone to forget.

Zhao Yun was choked so much that he realized it was Wangqing Water.

However, he has a martial spirit, an extraordinary martial spirit, and the Forgetting Water is useless to him.

Although it is useless, it must be pretended to be useful.

"Oops... dizzy."

Zhao Yun covered his head and swayed, his acting skills were as superb as ever.

After a few moments, I saw him standing firm and looking at the Master of the Rashomon Sect with a blank look on his face, "Who are you!"

"Your grandma."

"Don't curse!"

The two finally left.

Mr. Zhao! You can act wherever you go.

He was full of curiosity when he looked at the things around him.

When the master of Rashomon saw this, he believed that Zhao Yun's memory had been erased.

Um?

When they reached a certain place, the master of Rashomon suddenly stopped.

Just a moment ago, a little light flickered in the dark depths.

Zhao Yun also saw it. He knew what it was without looking at it... it was a peach blossom mirror.

Previously, he found the Peach Blossom Mirror in the bamboo forest. However, the master of the Rasho Sect jumped out of the Ring and was knocked over by a blow. The Peach Blossom Mirror also fell out. It was night again, it was the bamboo forest, and the Peach Blossom Mirror was there again.

Reflecting the stars, the light shone brightly.

As he expected, it was indeed a peach blossom mirror.

"What a strange mirror."

The head of the Rashomon Sect held the peach blossom mirror in his hand and scanned it over and over.

Mr. Zhao, possessed by the drama spirit, also came over to take a look, just pretending!

After watching for a long time, the head of the Rashomon Sect didn't see any clues, so he put his hands in his arms and would study it again when he got back.

However, she didn't notice that the moment the peach blossom mirror was put into her arms, a woman's face actually appeared in the mirror.

She didn't see it, but Mr. Zhao could see it clearly. When he looked at it, the woman in the mirror winked at him again, with a hint of teasing, and her posture was enchanting and quite charming.

Zhao Yun's mind was racing, and he hurriedly gathered his attention. His brows wrinkled slightly for a moment, and he saw it twice. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality. He only knew that the peach blossom mirror... was very strange.

"Why are you so stunned?" The head of the Rashomon Sect tugged on the chain.

Zhao Yun muttered and hurriedly followed.

"Where did you get this lotus lamp?" asked the master of the Rashomon Sect.

"Picked it up." Zhao Yun replied casually.

The head of the Rashomon Sect didn't quite believe this.

In fact, Zhao Yun wasn't lying, he just picked it up! He picked it up in the Southern Territory.

No matter how focused the two are, they are like an arched bridge.

Under the bridge, the river gurgled, reflecting the moonlight and sparkling.

This was the first time for the Master of the Rashomon Sect and the first time for Zhao Yun to come to this place. The two of them stood on the bridge and looked around. They always felt that this place was a bit strange.

Why do you say it's weird?... Because the bridge sometimes looks illusory and sometimes solid, and the reflection of the two people in the river also sometimes disappears.

Zhao Yun sacrificed his immortal power again and burned the lotus fire even more vigorously. He was afraid that he would be dragged into the illusion inadvertently. This space world called Yunyou Valley was more evil than he imagined. If it were not for finding the little unicorn, this place would

Son, he didn't want to stay any longer.

The breeze blew with a slight chill, which chilled his whole body.

Because of the coolness, he subconsciously moved his steps, trying to find a warm place to stay. This bridge was too weird.

"Don't move." The master of the Rashomon Sect whispered.

Zhao Yun stopped his feet instantly and saw strange changes on the bridge. In other words, there was an illusory woman in red, holding an umbrella and walking by. She looked like a woman walking out of a painting, with a graceful figure and graceful lotus steps. She was bathed in the moonlight, her clothes

Not stained by dust, beautiful as a dream.

The master of the Rashomon Sect frowned but did not act rashly.

Zhao Yun was rubbing his eyes and saw that the face of the woman in red was exactly the same as the cheek of the woman in the peach blossom mirror, which made him think that the woman in red was the owner of Yunyou Valley and had been buried in the years.

All that is left is the image of crossing the bridge with an umbrella.
Chapter completed!