It was still Yue Wuqing who took the lead. Although he understood that his two sons were above him, he just didn't want them to face danger. Perhaps, all parents in the world were like this.

The door was pushed open, and the interior was empty and deserted and there was nothing.

The memory fragments in Xiaolong's mind were trying hard to piece together, trying to find the memories of the 33rd Immortal Sect.

He slapped his head and realized it was like this. He looked up and wanted to remind everyone, but he saw that except for Long Xiaohuai, who was still standing next to him, the rest of the people entered the room.

Oh no, he only thought of these two words at this moment.

"Brother Xiaolong, aren't we going in?" Long Xiaohuai saw that his mother and others had entered the Linxian Gate, but only Brother Xiaolong stood at the door, motionless, and seemed to have no intention of entering.

She glanced at Xiaohu who was following Aunt Zhao, and saw that he suddenly started dancing with a strong murderous intent on his face, and he didn't know what was going on.

Without waiting for Xiaolong to answer, she rushed into Linxian Gate alone, rushed to Xiaohu's side, and grabbed Xiaohu's hand, "Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaohu, who was in the midst of the turmoil, suddenly waved his hand and Long Xiaohuai's petite body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Long Xiaohuai's delicate and beautiful brows frowned tightly, cursing Xiaohu as a bad guy, but he still got up, rushed to Xiaohu again, grabbed his hand again, "Xiaohu, stop, stop quickly."

Xiaohu looked confused, and he could tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. With another wave of his hand, Long Xiaohuai was thrown away again. Fortunately, the little tiger did not use its vitality at this time, but he only allowed the brute force of one hand and did not hurt Xiaohuai.

Xiaolong looked at all this and was secretly curious. Even Xiaohu was fascinated by his mind, but Xiaohuai was safe and sound, not affected by this immortal soul at all. It seemed that she was not an ordinary girl either.

Xiaolong stood at the gate of Linxian and waved to Xiaohuai, "Long Xiaohuai, come out first, I have something to say."

"But Xiaohu..." Long Xiaohuai pointed at Xiaohu in front of him, looking embarrassed.

"Long Xiaohuai, have you only seen Xiaohu? Didn't you see the situation between my parents and your mother?" Xiaolong reminded, frowned slightly, Xiaohuai said he ignored Xiaohu. In fact, the person she really liked was Xiaohu!

When Long Xiaohuai heard this, he looked around and saw that everyone else seemed to be trapped in a demon.

"How could this happen?" Why did his dance become like this? Why didn't Xiaolong dare to come in? She came in, but nothing happened...

"Long Xiaohuai, come out soon, there is no time." Xiaolong came up with a solution, a way to bring everyone back to reality.

Once the Immortal Soul Formation enters the formation, the scene in the formation is exactly the most thought of the person entering the formation. Unless he realizes that it is not true and uses his powerful thoughts to break out of the Immortal Soul Formation, then after three hours, those who enter the formation will be dissipated.

Long Xiaohuai glanced at Xiaohu again, turned around and ran out of Linxian Sect.

"Brother Xiaolong, why did they become like this? Why am I okay?" Long Xiaohuai was very curious. She was always curious about her own body. Sometimes, she could use her thoughts to pick things up from the air, and could use her thoughts to change some things that were about to happen.

"Your thoughts are very strong, and the Immortal Soul Formation is useless to you. If you want to save them, only you can do it. Are you willing?" Xiaolong held Xiaohuai and sat down cross-legged.
Chapter completed!