Demon Lord, he doesn't stop dropping his horse

"Mining?" Wen Feng glanced at him suspiciously, then understood a little bit, and explained: "I brought this rice from Guiyi's family, A Liang has no problem eating it."

After Wen Feng explained this, the aura around Mining's body was not so cold anymore. He glanced at him indifferently, and finally remembered that this identity also has a managerial position, and said lightly: "Privately bring back a special family If the food goes down the mountain, if you violate the ban, you should be fined."

Hearing this, Wen Feng gave him a very complicated look, and opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something to defend himself, but he still shut his mouth.

Lan Liang looked down at his tightly clenched wrist, wanted to break it but held back, Wen Feng shifted his gaze to Lan Liang, and saw that his other hand was not idle, holding a rope, and then Looking behind him, he saw several people tied to the end of the rope.

Before Mo Yougen took off his black robe, some disciples recognized him, but it must be useful for Lan Liang to lead them, so he just picked up a few small stones on the ground and threw them at them to vent his anger.

Mining stood aside and waited for them to vent before he said slowly: "When the enemy is at a disadvantage, using small tricks to embarrass the other party will damage the reputation of the Guiyi family."

"It should be punished."

This sound should be punished, and the disciples who were still aggrieved seemed to follow suit one by one, and no longer took any action.

One of them was not convinced, and felt that he had done nothing wrong: "Obviously they provoked us first, and now it's just a little lesson for them, Minin, are you standing with them?"

Mining didn't hesitate at all, he glanced at the man lazily, and said casually, "You should be punished for contradicting your superior."

"You!" The angry man immediately shut his mouth, snorted, and stopped talking.

Immediately, he couldn't hold back, and muttered: "However, I have taken up a management position, so what's the air?"

Mining didn't bother to take care of that person, he let go of Lan Liang's wrist, and Lan Liang retracted his hand almost instantly.

Mining's eyes darkened for a moment, and then he returned to normal, still in that indifferent manner, as if nothing could catch his eyes.

The two people whose eyes touched the rope held by Lan Liang again, the corners of their mouths hooked silently, as if they thought of something fun to try on them.

Taking advantage of Mining's inattention, Lan Liang stuffed a few mouthfuls of his favorite dish into his mouth, but he was caught by Mining who turned around, and the other party glanced at him, and said helplessly, "Aren't you stupid? "

Lan Liang paused while eating, and shook his head seriously. He didn't think he was stupid.

"Hello." Mo Yougen's impatient voice came from behind: "You guys can't eat so much, give some to my Baguio!"

"You want to be so righteous?" Wen Feng's brows and eyes were full of impatience, thinking that Mo Yougen was really a fool.

Bu Yao Bilian lowered her head pitifully, watching everyone's attention being attracted by Mo Yougen, she started her own small movements. Although Lan Liang was busy eating, she could also feel the uneasiness of the two behind her point.

"Don't move." Turning around, he said the order in a soft tone. Although the deterrent effect is not strong enough, but it can make his yellow talisman work, the two people really stopped fighting.

Lan Liang licked his plump lips with the tip of his tongue, hiccupped a little, and began to study the direction of the misty illusion.

"Ah Liang." Wen Feng leaned closer to him again, took a sheepskin map, and marked a few points on it, he pointed to the biggest black spot on it, "Let's go through here, and then do this, Then you can go directly to the entrance of the Misty Illusion.”

Lan Liang looked up at Wen Feng when he heard the words, his eyes lit up for a moment, looking at him with a little admiration, Wen Feng blushed when he saw him, scratched his head shyly, and smiled at him.

Although Lan Liang didn't directly say to follow him, he was already following behind him, as if he was the one who guided the way.

Minin looked at the peacock that kept showing off its tail, and smacked his lips impatiently, but he didn't bother with him too much.

Lan Liang could tell that although Wen Feng was usually annoying, he was like a savior at critical moments. It was a good thing to have such a good teammate who saved time and effort.

After following Wen Feng for about two hours, it was vaguely visible like a mirror with light shining through. The disciples who were following behind them rushed in directly: "Quick! As long as you pass here, the next task will be very good." solved!"

There are still some who are hesitant, "Here, it shouldn't be so easy to pass, right? Or just abstain... Anyway, it's just an ordinary assessment... That's all..."

As soon as these words came out, Mining's aura around him, who had been lazy before, became cold again, "I don't remember that the Guiyi family raised a gutless waste."

"You can abstain." Mining took out a pen, and began to take out a book from the formation: "From now on, those who abstain can say their names first. Once your name is written down, the Guiyi family will There will never be room for you and your children and grandchildren."

After this sentence was finished, there was silence around, and no one stepped forward.

All of them entered the illusion with blue faces, Wen Feng glanced at him inexplicably, thinking that Mining really wanted to come out as soon as he came out, and his temper was also very weird.

Lan Liang was leading two people behind him, glanced at the aggressive Mining, blinked his eyes at him, and was about to lead those two in.

"Wait a minute." Minin stopped him and reached out to him, "Give me the rope."

Lan Liang was stunned for a moment, thinking that Master would not harm him, and these two people should be of some use, so without thinking, he sent the rope leading him over.

Wen Feng noticed, and looked at Mining coldly for a moment, and then when Lan Liang turned around, he returned to his usual gentle expression, and stretched out his hand to him: "Ah Liang, hold me and won't let you go."

Originally, he wanted to take Wen Feng's hand for a while, but Lan Liang felt a line of sight following his hand closely behind him. He wanted to take back his hand with some guilt, but Wen Feng held it tightly before he could.

Lan Liang subconsciously wanted to break free, but when he touched Wen Feng's hurt eyes, he gave up.

The other party smiled at him without saying a word to him, and led him into the illusion.

After entering the illusion, Wen Feng turned around to look at Lan Liang, and pulled him a little closer. His eyes were complicated and deep, which was different from the simple expression outside before. He looked a few times shorter than himself. Lan Liang asked, "Ah Liang, did you take the banned book?"

Hearing this, Lan Liang wanted to withdraw his hand, but was tightly restrained by the other party. When Lan Liang raised his head, he saw Wen Feng staring at him darkly.

He broke away from the hand that Wen Feng was holding on to him, and walked forward without saying a word. After a while, Lan Liang stopped, and looked at the eight passages in front of him in a daze.

Wen Feng followed behind him, and suddenly pulled him into his arms, spraying hot air on his neck, with a bit of aggrieved tone: "Ah Liang, I like you so much, I haven't gotten any response from you for so long , don't you like me?"

Lan Liang was somewhat disgusted by such close contact, and wanted to push Wen Feng away, but was shackled even tighter. Lan Liang was a little uncomfortable being hugged, his eyes began to glow with gold stars, and he gasped for breath. He felt that he would have to Fainted.

Suddenly, Wen Feng let him go, with an apologetic expression on his face: "I'm sorry, Ah Liang, I didn't mean to."

Wen Feng stepped forward and squatted down, stretching out his hand to pull him up, but Lan Liang dodged him. Looking up, he saw Lan Liang staring at him vigilantly, as if as long as he made a move, Lan Liang would come down. It would kill him in an instant.

He looked at the young man in front of him and there seemed to be a slight disgust in the eyes, which was so fleeting that he had no time to taste the meaning in detail.

Wen Feng didn't give up, wanted to pounce on him, and hugged him tightly again. This time, Lan Liang really dodged him, and his eyes were full of disgust.Lan Liang took out his sword and slashed at his gate of life.

……

Looking at the pile of black soil on the ground, Lan Liang frowned. There seemed to be something wrong with this illusion. He had never told Wen Feng about the banning of books, but he still wanted to fabricate a person exactly like Wen Feng to test him.

To test the forbidden book from the very beginning, that is to say, this illusion is actually controlled by someone behind the scenes.Lan Liang didn't have time to think deeply, and entered the next round of illusion. Thinking of the eight channels, he began to calculate whether this illusion would also have eight rounds.

Although he is not sure about his deduction, Lan Liang's mind has not been invaded by this illusion, he only knows that he is in the environment, if he does not find a way to find an exit, he will fall into it sooner or later.

The illusion in the second round was a bit subtle, it turned out to be Bu Yao Bilian and Mo Yougen couple.Lan Liang frowned and looked at them. The two seemed to be unable to see them. The scene turned to a very normal and lively market. The couple were in harmony, and they were not at all aggressive like they were caught just now.

As if there were only the two of them in this world.

The expression on Lan Liang's face remained unchanged, thinking that since this is an illusion, he casually stuffed a snack into his mouth, when it touched his lips, Lan Liang paused, then stuffed the snack in, and chewed a few times swallow.

The couple in front paused for a moment, then turned around and smiled at him strangely: "Have you been fooled?"

"That's right." Lan Liang nodded, and slashed at them with his spiritual energy, "You've been fooled."

Lan Liang looked at the three black mounds on the ground, sat on the ground and waited for the fourth round of illusion to appear.This time it turned out to be his own sword spirit soy sauce, he subconsciously glanced at the waist where the sword was pinned, but there was nothing there.

He touched it in disbelief, as if he had touched an outline. The fourth scene seemed to have ended before it even started, and a fourth small black mound appeared directly on the ground.

Lan Liang frowned and looked at those mounds of dirt in a daze. Why is it so easy to live in this illusion, isn't it the hardest?

I always feel that something is not right, but I can't tell.

"Blue Lady!"

A familiar and excited voice came from behind Lan Liang.

The author has something to say: still very hungry~