There's something wrong with the general.

The man seemed to enjoy seeing the fear on his face.

But Wen Yuxi was born to love acting.

I was obviously terrified.

He also has to pretend to be calm and not let the man see his vulnerability.

The man had stripped off his upper body and was only wearing a pair of underwear.

He put one foot on the bed and pulled Wen Yuxi away with both hands.

Wen Yuxi held onto the end of the bed, calmly took out a dagger, and stabbed it into the man's palm with an expressionless face.

The man reacted quickly, stretched out his arm, grabbed his wrist, and held Wen Yuxi in his arms.

Wen Yuxi: “….”

I am speechless. Am I really going to fall into his hands today?

The skin behind him was hot, and Wen Yuxi struggled uncomfortably.

The man scratched his cheek with his thumb, and the smile on his face became more and more wanton.

Wen Yuxi certainly didn't want him to succeed, so she turned her head away abruptly.

His hand fell on Wen Yuxi's slender neck.

Caress it gently like stroking a toy.

In just a few seconds, the skin turned red.

"So sensitive."

The man whispered in his ear.

Wen Yuxi was so disgusted that he got goosebumps all over his body.

He tilted his head hard, forcing the man to let go.

The man was very annoyed to see that he was so uncooperative.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he suddenly laughed, pinched Wen Yuxi's neck and said sarcastically.

"Beauty, are you still expecting someone to rescue you?"

Wen Yuxi was imprisoned tightly, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and allowed to be teased and bullied by him, but she was powerless to resist.

He couldn't help but shook his head, sighed, and looked at the man with an extremely calm mind.

There was not a trace of emotion on his face.

"You're always avoiding the topic. Isn't that... not okay?"

After saying that, she glanced at the man's waist and abdomen and raised her eyebrows meaningfully.

The man stiffened.

I didn't expect him to say such a thing.

When he came to his senses, he looked at Wen Yuxi with a very perverted look in his eyes and smiled even more happily.

"I didn't expect the little beauty to be so impatient. I should have told you earlier."

After saying that, he leaned over and pushed Wen Yuxi down on the bed.

Wen Yuxi turned her head and grinned at him.

"Then enjoy it slowly."

After saying this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He raised his foot and, using all his strength, kicked him hard in the crotch.

The man screamed in pain.

Sweat was pouring down his forehead and he curled up into a ball.

A huge rage suddenly surged on his face, and he reached out to strangle Wen Yuxi's neck.

"you wanna die!"

Wen Yuxi looked at him coldly.

She slapped his hand away with a malicious smile.

"Look at it, can't you move? Huh?"

He put away the smile on his face, pulled out a knife from his bosom, and scratched his face with the back of the knife.

The man was terrified and tried to escape from the bed.

At this moment, he found that his whole body could not move.

His face was immediately filled with panic: "You, how did you do that?"

Wen Yuxi narrowed his eyes slightly, held the knife handle, and stabbed him in various parts of his body as casually as arranging flowers.

Then he generously answered his questions.

"because....."

at this time.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the house.

Wen Yuxi felt a great pressure coming down on him.

He didn't have time to react.

They saw an extremely sharp flying sword, emitting a dazzling light, flying towards them like a meteor.

The tip of the sword pierced the man's heart.

He turned it a few times like tightening a screw.

pat, pat.

Blood flowed down the man's chest and soaked into his clothes.

Wen Yuxi was so shocked by this sudden change that he forgot to react for a moment.

"Junior brother."

An anxious call came to my ears.

Wen Yuxi recovered from his shock and turned his head to look at the owner of the voice.

Like him, he was wearing the Taixu Sect's disciple uniform.

Look at his face again.

It was an extremely familiar and stunning face.

I couldn't help but freeze.

He murmured, "Brother?"

The man looked at the two people on the bed, a gloomy look in his eyes.

At this moment, the long sword on the man's body was suddenly pulled out automatically, turned into a ray of light, and flew out.

It seems like he is chasing something.

He grabbed Wen Yuxi and held her in his arms: "Junior brother, I'm late."

The low voice was mixed with a hint of pain.

Wen Yuxi rested her chin on his shoulder and whispered, "I'm fine, you're not late. Brother, I want to take a shower."

The man stiffened and hugged him tightly. Without correcting the name he had spoken, he whispered, "Okay."

Wen Yuxi said embarrassedly: "I can't use my spiritual power anymore."

The man said nothing, held him in his arms, and flew straight into the air.

Wen Yuxi lay in his arms, closed her eyes tightly, and thought about what was going on.

He, Wen Yuxi, entered the illusion and became Zhiming's junior brother, Zhiyu.

The Zhiming here has a face exactly like Wen Qianyi.

He is not the same person as Zhiming in the real world.

But when Zhiming hugged him just now, he didn't show any resistance at all.

Wen Yuxi raised her head from his arms.

Her fingers slowly stroked his eyebrows.

Sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a nose like a hanging gall bladder.

Like Wen Qianyi, he is incredibly handsome.

Wen Yuxi's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

I never expected to be so close to him in this illusion.

He even thought that this might be a dream.

Otherwise, how can your wishes come true?

But what just happened is still vivid in my mind.

He knew this was definitely not his dream.

If he hadn't been anesthetized with the Hundred Steps Grass at the last moment, he would have really...

When I think of this, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Damn, that really made him sick.

Zhiming's brows were furrowed, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and his lips were tightly pursed.

Feel the heat from your fingertips.

She lowered her eyes to look at him, her hand subconsciously grasping his fingertips: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Yuxi broke free from his hand and gently smoothed his brow.

I couldn't help but think that this senior brother wouldn't feel that he was done to by that person.

Holding his neck, she smiled softly: "I'm really fine. If you had come a little later, I would have killed him. It's all your fault."

Zhiming was slightly stunned.

The scene just now clearly showed that the junior fellow was being bullied.

Wen Yuxi winked at him and smiled sweetly: "I have some Baibucao in my Qiankun bag, and I anesthetized him with it."

"sorry."

Zhiming said in a low voice.

"Brother, how did you find me? I remember that person said there was a barrier inside and no information could be transmitted."

Zhiming looked at him steadily: "The jade token has recognized its master."

?

Wen Yuxi was a little confused.

What? So, the jade token didn’t recognize its owner before.

It was given to him by his senior brother, so why didn't he let the jade token recognize its owner?

This is a secret between him and his junior fellow apprentice.

I don’t know anything. What if I get caught?

However, looking at Wen Qianyi's face, he just remained silent.

"There is a trace of my soul in the jade token. No matter where you are, I can find you."

His voice was flat, as if he was saying something like "Have you eaten?"

Wen Yuxi's heart was suddenly shocked.

Staring blankly at his clear eyes.

Wen Yuxi suddenly became jealous of this body.

He can get the unreserved favor of his senior brother.

Human hearts are so greedy!

Wen Yuxi couldn't help but sigh.

After all, this is an illusion, and he has to get out of here. Both his elder brother and his senior brothers are waiting for him outside.