The dim and dreamy Cloud Valley is so golden that it shines brightly.
I don’t know when the vision became invisible.
Mr. Zhao, who was so lost in thought, finally woke up.
After stepping through the second door, I felt even more strange. I felt like I was floating in the air.
When I open my eyes, holy shit...are they really floating in the air?
To be precise, it was hung on a tree and was swaying back and forth in the wind.
That's right, it's another masterpiece of the Rashomon master.
There's nothing to do in the middle of the night, so where are you sharpening your knife?
When Zhao Yun saw this, he couldn't help but let out a dry cough. Even though this girl was wearing clothes, in his eyes, she was no different from being naked. He didn't even need to turn on the X-ray to remember that Men'er was clear. He was struggling fiercely while looking at it, and still felt in his heart.
I have scolded the master of the Rashomon clan a thousand times. After all, he is a Heavenly Martial Realm. He takes advantage of people's mental state to launch a sneak attack. He has no martial ethics. He has to get out as soon as possible. If it's too late, he won't be able to leave. Look, that bitch
The knives are all sharpened.
"Do you have any last words?" the master of the Rashomon Sect said calmly, just sharpening his knife.
"My mother said that once we have sex, we are a couple. You...are murdering your husband." Mr. Zhao was still struggling, and he continued to talk seriously, trying to reason with others.
When it was over, he got a big slap in the face.
The leader of the Rashomon Sect was even more ruthless and slapped him on the face.
What my mother said is indeed true. Reasoning comes in its own right, and you cannot reason with women.
"Do you have any last words?"
"Kill if you want. There is so much nonsense. Eighteen years later, I am a good man again."
"Pretty tough."
The Master of the Rashomon Sect was holding a butcher's knife in one hand and rummaging around Mr. Zhao's body with the other hand. He was not polite to take away anything he could, especially Zhao Yun's magic ring. He took it off and put it on his own hand. Look at this skillful move.
From the techniques, we can see that this Tianwu realm master is also an expert at sneaking around.
As the old saying goes.
You often walk by the river without getting your shoes wet.
Zhao Yun has always been the one to rob others, but now, there are times when he is being raided. When the master of the Rashomon Sect stops, he has nothing else but this piece of clothing.
"What a nice ring."
The master of Rashomon murmured, holding the magic ring and looking at it again and again.
It's a pity that she can't open it. The mark on it is very strong and needs to be refined.
Zhao Yun had a look of pain on his face.
It's not just a magic ring, it's all of his wealth.
Also, are Miaoyu and Hongquexianzhi also in it?
Speaking of witty lines, the Lord of the Rings buzzed and she ran out again.
What a witticism! The Master of the Rashomon Sect had seen it before in the Sea of Fallen Immortal Clouds. It was because she had seen it that she was stunned. It was just because tonight’s witty words were a bit different. Looking at his whole body, there were wisps of smoke lingering around him, so that’s what he said.
It was a kind of power, a kind of power that even she had never seen before.
When she looked at it, Miaoyu raised his hand, trying to put Zhao Yun down.
The master of the Rashomon Sect was faster and suppressed it with one palm, locking it in place. No matter how powerful Miao Yu's underworld marriage was, it could not break through the Tianwu seal. It stood there quietly like an ice sculpture.
"Don't involve her in our grudges." Zhao Yun struggled again.
The head of the Rashomon Sect did not reply, but scanned the witty words up and down, picked up a strand of the power of ghost marriage, and looked at it like a little girl who was not familiar with the world, looking at it with curiosity.
Really ignorant.
There is such power in the world. This is the first time I see it, and I have never heard of it. After studying it for a long time, I still haven't found the reason why.
"This... what kind of power is this?" The master of the Rashomon Sect looked sideways at Zhao Yun.
"The power of love." Zhao Yun took a deep breath and spoke with sincerity.
The eyes of the Master of the Rashomon Sect were slanted quite a bit. The word love sounded so damn fresh and refined.
"The power of ghost marriage." Zhao Yun added another sentence, because he saw that the master of the Luosheng Sect had raised the butcher's knife.
"The power of underworld marriage." The master of Rashomon murmured softly, and circled around the witticism several times. During this period, he absorbed the power of underworld marriage more than once for research. This power is very strange. It seems that outsiders cannot use it. The Tianwu realm is like
She was unable to fuse and refine. Not only was she unable to fuse and refine, it also conflicted with her own Qi, blood and true energy.
Giggles...!
While I was watching, I suddenly heard a woman laughing.
The laughter was elusive. I didn’t know where it came from, and I couldn’t find the source. I just knew it was full of magic power. Not to mention Zhao Yun, even the master of the Rashomon Sect felt in a trance after hearing it, and his clear and clear eyes dimmed.
share.
Accompanied by laughter, the valley of clouds changes. Looking at the sky and the earth, there are more clouds and mist, and each strand is dyed with luster, like a dream.
"Illusion."
The head of the Rashomon Sect frowned slightly, hurriedly turning his mind to fight against the illusion.
However, what frightened her was that she couldn't resist the illusion, or in other words, couldn't resist the giggling woman's laughter. There really was an infinite magic power that ignored everything and attacked the martial spirit.
If you continue like this, your mind will soon be overwhelmed.
Without thinking much, she hurriedly took Zhao Yun's lotus lantern and lit it with her true essence.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work very well.
She forgot that it required someone's immortal power. She immediately flicked her hand and drew out a ray of immortal power from Zhao Yun's body, igniting the lotus fire again.
Unfortunately, it still doesn't work.
"Put me down, I need to control you." Zhao Yun said, looking confused. Even the head of the Rashomon Sect couldn't hold back the strange woman's smile, let alone him.
Whoosh!
The master of the Luosheng Sect waved his hands and untied Zhao Yun's rope, and also untied Zhao Yun's seal.
Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, sacrificed a ray of immortal power, ignited the lotus fire, and the golden lotus light illuminated the two of them, dispelling the illusion, and also isolated the woman's laughter, and the two of them regained their clarity.
call!
Zhao Yun let out a long breath, turned around and was about to run away.
The master of the Luosheng Sect reached out casually and brought it back to him. He also took out a black iron chain and locked her and Zhao Yun's wrists. They couldn't let this guy escape. Zhao Yun escaped. It didn't matter. If Baolian Lantern
If it is destroyed, she will be miserable.
Zhao Yun laughed dryly and thought about running away.
However, the master of the Rashomon Sect only broke a little of his seal, and now he can't even use 10% of his combat power, so he's just running around!
However, he believes that he still has some value.
In a short period of time, the master of Rashomon Sect will not kill him.
If he dies, who will maintain the lotus lantern?
In this regard, he was very foresighted and had already carved a brand on the Lotus Lamp, or in other words, nourished the brand with blood.
This is what he learned from the Xuanmen Book of Heaven.
As time passed, he developed a strange connection with the Lotus Lamp. No one could use this lamp except him. Of course, if it were someone who surpassed Tianwu, such as an immortal... that would be another story.
"Where's the laughter coming from?"
The head of the Rashomon Sect narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked around, the woman's laughter was still there, but with her level of cultivation, she couldn't tell where it came from.
Is it possible that there is someone else in Yunyou Valley? Just laughter can have such magic power. He is definitely an existence that surpasses Tianwu.
While she was looking, she suddenly felt someone touching her hand.
Who is touching it?...It is Mr. Zhao.
To say it was touched is not accurate.
Zhao Yun mainly wants to take off his Lord of the Rings from the finger of the master of the Rashomon Sect. If you want the rest, take them all. I can't give you this Lord of the Rings. All my wealth is stored in it.
?
Snap!
The head of the Rashomon Sect turned his hand and gave a loud and clear slap.
Zhao Yun staggered for a while, with stars in his eyes.
"Let's go." Master Luo Sheng said angrily. She was the first to take steps. She was about to leave. Mr. Zhao quit and sat there. The whole set of actions seemed to indicate something: dizzy.
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.