Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Since he had predicted the future, he must change the predetermined facts. He responded softly, his voice still trembling slightly. He took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his turbulent emotions.

He looked around; the purple mist was still there, but the huge mental impact seemed to have weakened a lot as his sea of consciousness stabilized.

Luo Lin and Cui Yan's situation was much worse.

Cui Yan went completely berserk. His eyes were bloodshot and he let out a beast-like roar. He was frantically attacking everything around him, including rocks, trees, and even the air. He had completely lost his mind.

Luo Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, his face as pale as paper, sweat pouring down, and his body shaking like a sieve. It was obvious that he was trying his best to resist the invasion of his inner demons, but seeing that blood was faintly oozing from his seven orifices, it was obvious that he was struggling extremely hard.

The strange humming sound did not stop. Instead, it pulsated low and regularly in the depths of the valley like the breathing of some living creature, carrying a strange call and... temptation?

"It's... it's Gu Xin! 'Abyss of the Dark Moon'!"

Luo Lin endured the pain of his sea of consciousness being torn apart and screamed with difficulty,

"That... there is something there... it is devouring... it is summoning... the Youyue Grass... it is just... it is just affected..."

He looked at Su Chen and Nan Xiang, his eyes filled with fear and a hint of desperate pleading:

"Save...save me...I know...I know how to save that ordinary woman! She...she is not simply losing her soul! Her soul...has been sucked away! In...in the abyss!"

In order to survive, he threw out the key information of Mo Xiaoxiao's mother without hesitation.

Su Chen's eyes instantly turned as cold as a knife as he swept over Luo Lin.

He didn't completely believe this person, but the information that "the soul was sucked away" was vaguely consistent with Mo Xiaoxiao's description and the characteristics of the Youyue Grass.

"lead the way."

Su Chen's voice returned to its usual coldness, but it carried an unquestionable command.

He must find out the secret deep in the Rosemary Valley, which is not only related to the soul of Xiaoxiao's mother, but also to the strange power that can trigger his inner demons.

Nan Xiang wiped away her tears and her eyes became firm.

She hated Luo Lin, but for Xiaoxiao, and for Su Chen to no longer be tortured by the terrible illusion, she had to make a breakthrough in the depths of the valley!

Su Chen raised his hand and shot out two condensed golden Buddha lights. One turned into a light rope that bound up the violent Cui Yan, while the other was like a heart-clearing talisman that forcibly penetrated into Luo Lin's spiritual platform, who was struggling to hold on, and temporarily stabilized his mind that was on the verge of collapse.

"Walk."

Su Chen pulled Nan Xiang and looked towards the direction where the purple mist was thickest and the buzzing sound came from - the Abyss of the Dark Moon.

Luo Lin forced himself to stand up, his face pale, like a defeated rooster, and staggered ahead to lead the way.

The tied up Cui Yan was dragged by the Buddha's light, still roaring and struggling unconsciously.

The purple miasma as thick as substance rolled in front, like a giant mouth ready to devour anyone.

The low and regular humming sound, like the heartbeat of the abyss, knocks deep into everyone's soul, foreshadowing that a more dangerous journey has just begun.

And in the deepest part of this Rosemary Valley, under the legendary "Abyss of the Nether Moon", the secrets buried by purple mist and ancient prohibitions are resonating in an unsettling and hidden way with the prophecy echoing in the hearts of the strong in the three realms - "The Nine Nethers appear, the Demon Lord comes out".

The pulsating hum deep in the valley bore a faint resemblance to the aura of the Netherworld...

The entrance to the "Abyss of the Dark Moon" is like an invisible door curtain. Once you step in, the surrounding scenery changes like ink in clear water.

A sweet fragrance so rich that it cannot be dissolved hits you in the face. It is the scent of rosemary and phalaenopsis in full bloom, but it also carries a hint of confusion that makes your heart sway.

Nan Xiang only felt a flash before her eyes, and when she looked again, all she saw was bright red.

The red candles with dragon and phoenix patterns were burning brightly, illuminating the whole room. She was sitting upright on a wedding bed covered with a quilt for hundreds of children and grandchildren, with a heavy and elaborate phoenix crown on her head, and a hazy red in front of her eyes, which was blocked by a wedding veil embroidered with twin lotus flowers.

The touch of her body is smooth and delicate, it is a glittering wedding dress - the phoenix crown and bridal robe.

"What is this...?" Nan Xiang's heart skipped a beat, confusion and a hint of panic gripping her instantly.

The unfamiliar environment and unfamiliar attire made her subconsciously tense her body.

However, almost at the same time, a breath as clear as cedar and with a faint scent of Buddhist incense quietly spread out and lingered around her.

It’s Su Chen!

The tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and even a strange sweetness surged up in my heart.

She understood instantly - this was an illusion woven by rosemary and phalaenopsis, which brought her to the moment of her marriage to Su Chen.

Could this flower understand the deepest desires of the human heart? The corners of her lips unconsciously curved in a shy and expectant arc.

The sound of steady footsteps approached from afar and stopped in front of me.

She could feel a focused gaze on her veil, with a warmth that was enough to soothe her soul.

Then, a jade Ruyi scale rod tied with red silk was steadily inserted under the veil.

The veil was gently lifted, and the flowing candlelight flooded into the field of vision.

Nan Xiang raised her eyes subconsciously and met a pair of deep pupils.

The Su Chen in front of her, with his black hair like a waterfall, was not the look she was familiar with.

But it was very similar to the way he had just lost his composure and become possessed by the Dark Moon Abyss.

But she knew that no matter what Su Chen became, he would never hurt her. This was what her heart told her.

She chose to believe in herself.

The Su Chen in front of him was not wearing a monk's robe, and his hair was very long, and the amount of hair was a bit enviable. However, what surprised Nan Xiang and made her heart beat was the slightly strange hair color.

The hair color was not pure black, but was strangely interwoven with strands of silver, like moonlight shining on a cold night.

He was wearing a bright red wedding gown, which made his figure look even more upright and elegant, and the cinnabar mole on his forehead looked even more startling.

Under the flickering candlelight, it looked like a drop of solidified blood and tears.

What made her heart tremble the most was the lingering, abnormal red at the corners of his eyes, which added a bit of indescribable gloom and... seduction to his originally cold, holy, and dust-free face.

Su Chen's appearance was undoubtedly extremely handsome, and at this moment, against the backdrop of the red candles and wedding dress, he looked even more breathtaking.

Nan Xiang was stunned, her heart was beating like a deer, her cheeks flushed, and she was almost drowning in this beauty with its forbidden temptation.

However, after the amazement, a trace of doubt appeared like a stone thrown into a calm lake, quietly creating ripples.

This was not the Su Chen she was familiar with.

Even though the Buddhist disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was moved, there was always a look of compassion and detachment between his brows. His eyes were as clear as a spring on the top of a snowy mountain, and his breath was clean and untainted by dust.