The ice edge moved slightly, and a bloody opening was opened on the slender neck. The winding blood flowed down the ice edge, and a coquettish blood flower bloomed.

Immortal Lord Hengwu's Adam's apple rolled: "I mean, I always carry them here with a stick."

Rong Shang: "..."

The air was silent for a moment, and the queen, who was lying on the couch and fell into a deep sleep, trembled her fingers slightly, and a neighing sound came from her throat.

Immortal Lord Hengwu said quickly: "Get the mattress away quickly, she will be suffocated to death."

Rong Shang calmly put away the ice and stood up slowly.

The queen suddenly sat up, as if she was lying dead. Her face was red and purple from holding in her chest, and she coughed hard while covering her chest. It took a long time to recover.

Her eyes were filled with tears and her voice was genuine: "Thank you for your sincerity in breaking the witch's spell. The witch wanted to snatch the treasure passed down from the world, so she cast a spell on our Jin country and turned the people of Jin into savages. Even

I am being controlled by the witch..."

"Now that the witch is dead and the spell is gone, thank you for saving my people. I am willing to use the treasure passed down as a reward."

Obviously, the witch refers to the priest.

The queen pressed the mechanism on the wall and handed a green stone to Immortal Lord Hengwu.

Immortal Lord Hengwu was too embarrassed to speak. The Queen's people had all been cut into meat rolls by Rong Shang. Now, the only one who survived in the entire castle was the Queen herself.

He was afraid that the queen would take back the treasure passed down when she found out the truth, so he quickly grabbed the green stone and recited the formula, leading everyone to the next level of illusion.

This time, everyone did not faint, but there was a dazzling white light. They subconsciously covered their eyes. When the white light faded, they were already in another strange place.

Yu Zanzong looked around in confusion. There were green forests everywhere, birds were chirping, and there was a wide stream in front of him. But when he looked up, there was a dark rock wall above his head.

It looks like this is a cave.

This time, they did not get separated. Everyone scattered around the stream and soon got together.

Yu Zhengzong glanced at the Hengwu Immortal Lord: "The Immortal Lord can't trick us again this time, right?"

After entering the formation, he even had a wife. If he tried to play tricks again, she would kidnap Shanshui away so that he could feel what it was like to be played by others.

Immortal Lord Hengwu saw her warning look, and he said helplessly: "At this level, you can only rely on luck, and there is nothing I can do."

No one has ever been able to enter the third level of illusion. The most wonderful thing about his formation is that every time you pass a level, the difficulty increases a hundred times.

It's like the second level of illusion. Without his guidance, who would have thought that the queen and the savages would have their heads lowered?

Not to mention that no one could guess that the queen was bound by an evil spirit by the priest, and the queen's true heart must be awakened with sincerity.

Although the streams here are rich and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is actually extremely dangerous. If you don't pay attention, you will die without a burial. It is much more dangerous than the previous two floors.

Immortal Lord Hengwu grabbed the cane made of twisted bamboo and took two steps towards the river: "After crossing this river, you have to keep walking forward until you find the key to passing through this illusion at the end of the cave."

When Yu Jiangjiang heard this, he didn't take it seriously: "It's simple. We can fly with swords, and we can fly to the end in less than a moment."

Immortal Lord Hengwu raised his lips and smiled softly: "Come on, can you fly one for me to see?"

When Yu Jiangjiang heard this sarcastic laughter, she looked angrily and was about to pull out her sword, but when her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, she suddenly recalled that they had lost their spiritual power when they entered the illusion.

Not to mention flying with the sword, she felt like she was so hungry that she had no strength to walk.

Yu Zhengzong, who was silent at first, slowly asked: "The ghost king's divine power is still there. If the ghost king goes alone and gets the key thing..."

Immortal Lord Hengwu shook his head: "Without me, he couldn't find it."

Yu steamed again and said: "Then you can let him go back with you."

Hengwu Xianjun: "..."

Is he crazy, or is she a problem with her mind?

If the ghost king back him, can he still see the sun tomorrow?

He pouted his mouth in a word: "Cross the river first."

Hengwu Xianjun walked slowly to the landscape and stretched out his hand: "I carry you back."

The landscape was stunned: "This river is not deep, I can flow over."

Heng Wu Xianjun naturally would not agree, he hugged her directly: "There are food mermaids in this river, and you will bite you."

Having said that, he put her arm on his neck, holding her legs with one hand, and holding the bamboo stick with one hand: "Hold it tight, don't fall down."

Heng Wuxian's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he walked slowly, but he walked steadily, and he couldn't reach the landscape at all. It was a little slower.

Xiang Feng turned red, and his arm hanging on his side was tightened, and his nails were fiercely pushed into the meat. He couldn't feel the pain at all, and just wanted to step forward to grab the landscape.

An Ning seemed to notice his abnormalities. She was pale with a small face and pulled his hand gently: "Brother Xiang Feng, I hurt ..."

When Xiang Feng's soft and waxy voice, the thoughts of walking were finally pulled back. He also learned the appearance of Hengwu Xianjun and hugged Anning: "Wait for the river, I will find some elixir for you

Anti -pain. "

Several people dripped into the river one after another, and only steaming and accommodating the two people.

Yu steaming was dying in the river. After Hengwu Xianjun entered the water, there was an unknown little fish surrounded. She didn't know what the little fish did.

The clear and clear stream was stained with blood. She couldn't help thinking of going to the river to play water when she was a child.

Then, then

She was injured last time in Shayu Valley, and her feet were not cured. If she was bitten by the people again, her feet would not have to be required.

Rong Shang's eyes slightly, his voice was cold: "Afraid of pain?"

For a moment, Yu steamed steaming, and responded reluctantly: "Well."

Somehow, he heard her words, he suddenly remembered the scene where she blocked his sword in Penglai Mountain.

Her movement was decisive, and she didn't seem to think about it at all. At the moment of Xiang Feng's sword, she flew up.

Since he is afraid of pain, why should he block his sword for him?

If he couldn't figure it out, it was as if he couldn't figure it out. Why could she resist the rich conditions raised by Hengwu Xianjun? In the end, she just asked a question that had nothing to do with itching.

He walked slowly to her and carried her back to her shoulders.

The steaming has not yet responded, but the body was the same as last night, hung on his shoulder.

Her eyes turned around and almost didn't vomit: "You, what do you want to do?"

I didn't answer her, but just carried her to the river.

Yu steaming is dumbfounded again.

He obviously has the power. Why do you have to flow water from the river? Is he a tendency to be abused and like to be bitten by the food mermaid?

She didn't hold back and asked the doubts in her heart.

He looked lightly, and wrote lightly: "You are too heavy, you can't fly."

The steaming stomach was just on his shoulder, she covered her mouth: "Can you change your posture ..."

With a pace, I didn't carry her again.

He dragged her back from her shoulders, her two legs were on both sides of his waist, hanging on his chest like a karma.

Without two steps, her face became red.

Yu steaming hesitated, but finally did not hold back, and the euphemistic whispered reminded: "Your scabbard reached me."

Rong Shang looked at her thoughtfully: "I don't need a sword."

Yu steaming: "..."

Of course she knows that he doesn't need a sword!

I don't know if he pretended, or intentionally, she had no way, she could only close her mouth.

The two were silent all the way, and his legs were covered with food mermaids, but he didn't care, but also deliberately slowed down.

After a while, tolerated the mouth slowly: "Why not Hengwu Xianjun’s land lease?"

Yu steaming does not think about it: "Because I have bones."

Rong Shang: "..."

The steaming did not tell the truth. She could go to the people in the world to live a poor life, or she could find a mountain forest in seclusion, but she would never go to the demon world.

Don't look at Heng Wuxianjun who can't be slippery in the formation. He used to be the patron saint of heaven, and later became the respect of the demon world.

Play.

Hengwu Xianjun is good to landscape, because he likes landscapes, but he will not treat her for no reason.

Even if she gets the ground deeds, anyway, Heng Wu Xianjun will one day back, and she will have a little rookie with no chickens in his hands.

What she wants to do is to eat in the human world and wait for death, rather than fighting wisdom in the demon world and Hengwu Xianjun.

I didn't continue to ask, anyway, there was no truth in her mouth.

After the river, his feet have been soaked by blood.

But he doesn't care much, what's the pain of this pain.

Hengwu Xianjun's feet were seriously injured, and it was not necessary to support it.
To be continued...