But seeing Xuan Yu's serious face, she didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Immediately brushed my sleeves, walked to the monster, cleared my throat and said, "Lesang greets the door god."

A crisp and loud voice is neither humble nor arrogant.

The monster did not speak, but his compelling gaze kept staring at Lesang without blinking.

Just as Lesang began to wonder if the monster was interested in her, the monster suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Xuan Yu.

"Since I am a disciple of the Third Elder, I will let you in, but..."

Speaking of this, it turned its gaze to Lesang again. Lesang shrank his neck, and only heard its tone heavier: "If you enter my holy realm and do not abide by the rules, I will let you enter but not return."

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry, lord of the door god, I will definitely abide by the rules, and I will definitely abide by it." Lesang smiled diligently on the surface, but his heart was full of disdain.

There is no return? There is no place to trap her in this world.

If she wants to leave, there are thousands of ways.

Before I could think too much, but when I saw a white light flashing, Xuan Yu pulled her hand. When I came to my senses, there was another scene in front of me.

The towering mountains tower into the sky, and a silver waterfall poured down from the sky, overflowing with light, birds and birds roaring by, and the picture was extremely unreal.

There are no bare rocks around me, and they are replaced by a bright color, with flowers blooming, green grass, bees and butterflies dancing. Oh no, there are so big bees and butterflies, and there are so big flowers and lush jungle.

And if she remembers correctly, it is early winter now.

Standing among the illusory mountains and rivers, looking at everything that appeared out of thin air around, Lesang repeatedly rubbed his eyes, and she traveled through time again?

"This is the holy realm."

Xuan Yu seemed to see her doubts, turned her face slightly and said gently.

The warm halo hit his slightly pale face, and his handsome face reduced a lot of indifference and alienation, and was more gentle, not the kind of tenderness he was when facing Lesang, but the tenderness from the heart to everything around him and to all things in the world.

The holy realm, his home, is where he truly belongs to him. The breath here makes him feel very comfortable. It is quiet and peaceful. This breath can even change everyone who enters the holy realm. There is no hustle and bustle or dispute in the world, but only leisure and comfort.

This is the holy realm, the holy realm that was once.

Lesang woke up from his dream. Damn, it turned out that he had entered the holy realm.

"Where is Yao Lao living?"

This is Lesang's subconscious reaction.

Xuan Yu's expression froze for a moment. When she looked back at her, she seemed to have a gentle smile on her face, but her hand tightly clenched slowly loosened: "Now, it's not the time to find Lao Yao."

His face drooped instantly, and Lesang waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, you are the master, you have the final say."

Xuan Yu shook his head, looked up at the towering mountain peak, pondered for a moment, and suddenly reached out to Lesang again.

"Hmm?" Le Sang raised his eyebrows and looked at him, expressing confusion.

"You don't think that your teacher wants to take advantage of you, do you?"

Xuanyu has a elegant smile.

Lesang put down his last guard and grabbed him hard: "What is my master's vision? No matter which girl I want to attack, I won't hit me like that."

That self-despised look made Xuan Yu laugh and cry.

But after that smile, no one knew about it.

He also wanted to ask what his vision was.

The person in front of him is more than one hundred years older than her.
Chapter completed!