The cannon fodder beauty in the book is attached to the demon lord villain

Xiao Xingchen felt a little uneasy and did not immediately respond to Gu Ziqing's proposal.

Gu Ziqing couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out and grabbed Xiao Xingchen's arm and flew towards the entrance of the secret realm.

After a few breaths, Gu Ziqing stood in the air with a dazed look on his face. Looking around, he saw nothing but white. He did not see Xiao Xingchen or any other cultivators beside him.

This situation is not uncommon. After being lost for a moment, Gu Ziqing followed his senses and rushed towards the direction of Linglong Tower.

Secret entrance

Xiao Xingchen was once again blocked outside the barrier, with a streak of crimson running down the corners of his lips.

'Xiao Xingchen' seemed unaware, his eyes gradually turned red, and a powerful pressure poured out, blocking the way of a group of cultivators who were rushing towards the entrance of the secret realm.

"Second brother?" Xiao Xingyue flew to Xiao Xingchen's side and called out cautiously.

I want to offer comfort, but I don't know how.

His eyes swept over the monks who were looking increasingly impatient.

He mustered up the courage to pull Xiao Xingchen.

Feeling the pulling force coming from the robe, the violent aura around Xiao Xingchen dissipated. He glanced at the ring on Xiao Xingyue's hand, his eyes flashed, and he stood aside following Xiao Xingyue's force.

A red light flashed across the sky, and the shadow of the sun illuminated most of the sky. A tall figure was stretched very long by the shadow of the sun.

"It's the Blazing Sun God Son!"

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then a sharp cry of surprise was heard.

Then, a scent of ink came from all directions, carrying a young man in a blue Confucian robe with him and he disappeared at the entrance of the secret realm.

There was another round of exclamations from the crowd.

In the exquisite tower

Xiao Chenyuan turned a blind eye to the treasures in the Linglong Tower, and came straight to Ye Changsheng relying on the induction between heaven and earth.

Before he had time to be happy, he followed Ye Changsheng's gaze and saw the young man in Confucian robes in the mirror.

"Who is he?"

A deep and hoarse voice came from behind, carrying an indescribable meaning.

The hot breath sprayed on Ye Changsheng's ear, burning his heart.

Subconsciously, she turned her head and met Xiao Chenyuan's gaze. She was burned by the burning heat in his eyes, her breathing stagnated, and she moved her lips several times but couldn't utter a word.

She simply closed her eyes, leaned forward, and gently pressed her cool thin lips against Xiao Chenyuan's strong chin.

Feeling the visibly softening of Xiao Chenyuan's aura, he slowly raised the corners of his lips.

The clear voice was like a whisper or a question, like smoke or fog, and it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. "A Yuan, are you willing to come home with me?"

He was answered with a low 'hmm'.

The sound didn't sound any different from usual.

Only the arms that were getting tighter and tighter around the waist and the strong heartbeat coming from the back revealed how uneasy the owner was at the moment.

"Master, have you made up your mind?"

"Do you really want to go back now?"

The tower spirit of Changsheng, which had been silent all this time, twisted its increasingly round body, flew out from Ye Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, and kept circling around Ye Changsheng and Xiao Chenyuan.

Ye Changsheng nodded, responded, and left Xiao Chenyuan's arms.

Avoiding Tower Spirit's puzzled gaze, he returned his gaze to the mirror image.

The mirror image shows the scene of each cultivator entering the Linglong Tower.

Soon, Ru Changqing was found among them.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

The tower spirit felt the low pressure erupting from Xiao Chenyuan and asked cautiously.

Ye Changsheng gathered spiritual power at his fingertips and lightly tapped the mirror image. A Confucian and Taoist inheritance turned into golden light and sank into Ru Changqing's brows.

Ru Changqing in the Linglong Tower seemed to sense something. He paused and raised his eyes, as if looking at Ye Changsheng from afar through the mirror.