Yaoguang Fairy Path

Her skin is as white as jade, with a faint pink sheen, like the purest porcelain under the moonlight. Her eyes are like autumn water, clear and deep, as if they can see into people's hearts. Her nose is straight and delicate, and her lips are as delicate and juicy as cherries. A gentle smile is like a spring breeze on your face, making people intoxicated.

She was wearing a moon-white gauze dress, the hem of which was light and flowing, swaying gently with her movements, like a fairy descending to earth.

The skirt is embroidered with delicate patterns, which are looming and add a bit of mystery. Her figure is enchanting and her curves are exquisite. Every step she takes is light and graceful, as if she is dancing a silent dance.

As she slowly approached the cross-legged Long Wuji, Ye Shuyao's face looked even more charming and blurred in the red mist of the illusion, and her eyes revealed a kind of teasing and temptation, as if she was weaving an invisible net with her beauty and temperament, trying to lock Long Wuji's mind firmly.

In the illusion, Ye Shuyao walked gently in front of Long Wuji. She leaned down gracefully, and her whole body seemed to turn into a breeze, gently leaning on Long Wuji's body.

Her hands began to wander over his solid muscles, like a nimble butterfly dancing among flowers, bringing a strange touch.

Long Wuji's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a strange feeling spread throughout his body. At the same time, the air was filled with a faint sweetness, like the fragrance of flowers and honey, which was slowly inhaled through his nostrils, making him intoxicated.

As the sweet taste invaded him, Long Wuji's heart began to beat faster, as if an invisible hand was gently plucking his heartstrings.

His tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and what came into view was Ye Shuyao's enchanting and blurred face. Her eyes were full of teasing and temptation, which made him fall into the vortex of this illusion.

In the illusion, Long Wu Ji at this moment seemed to be in a dream. He was bewitched by Ye Shuyao's beauty and temperament and completely forgot where he was. The phantom of Ye Shuyao also took the opportunity to display her charm, trying to dominate this illusion.

Long Wu Ji, whose heart had been silent for countless years, was now slightly disturbed. He didn't understand why, but he didn't show any resistance.

He instinctively lowered his head slowly, and gently leaned his thin lips towards Ye Shuyao in his arms, as if being pulled by an invisible force towards an unknown abyss.

In this illusion, time seemed to be stretched, and every breath seemed particularly clear. The breaths of the two people intertwined into an intoxicating picture, and Long Wuji's heart was quietly undergoing unprecedented changes in the interweaving of illusion and reality.

However, Ye Shuyao, who was outside the illusion, knew nothing about this. She had no idea what kind of image the Phantom Butterfly had created for her in the illusion, and she had no idea what kind of entanglement had occurred between her and Long Wuji in the illusion.

She only felt a strange feeling in her heart, but did not pay much attention to it, thinking that it was caused by the illusion that Xiaodie mentioned.

Ye Shuyao was anxious. While Long Wuji was falling into illusion again, she quickly came to Baili Lingfeng. Seeing that the cultivators had woken up, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The formation-breaking talisman carved by Baili Lingfeng was also completely formed. A strong and dazzling white light flashed, and the formation outside the prison slowly collapsed. Then, she walked towards Ye Shuyao and nodded, indicating that everything went well.

After being rescued, a group of monks came to the two and bowed their heads to express their gratitude.

Ye Shuyao, not seeing Yang Tao and the other two, grew even more anxious. She pulled the blue-clothed female cultivator closest to her and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you ever seen any disciples from the Lingxiao Sect?" Baili Lingfeng, who was standing nearby, had already found a fellow disciple. The blue-clothed female cultivator replied, "Don't worry, Fairy Ye. The Lingxiao Sect's people might be in the innermost part."

When Ye Shuyao heard that the disciples of Lingxiao Sect were in the innermost part, she felt a little relieved, but she was still very anxious.

Ye Shuyao nodded gratefully, then turned and walked towards the deepest part. She passed through corridors and bypassed cells.