When Bai Yueguang holds the script

"I'm really upset..."

Su Chaya looked in the direction of the snow-capped mountains.Xiumei frowned.

The old patriarch paced beside her, took out a pipe from his arms and lit it.

The flaming stars flickered.

"Everyone has already entered, so you can rest assured."

"Daddy, but..."

"Otherwise, what else?" The old patriarch grinned, "How many times have you reminded Xianmeng about this matter, and how did they do it?"

"..."

"Perfunctory, right? They don't care about it themselves, so what can we do. They gave us the fairy artifact, and we were born in the snow for generations, and we are just their appointed caretakers."

"Sit in our position," the old patriarch said earnestly, "my girl, pretending not to know or not to see some things will make it easier."

"Think about it."

After finishing speaking, he laughed at himself twice, turned around, and walked slowly back into the big tent with his hunched body.

The snow is still falling quietly.

Su Chaya remained silent for a long time.

The entanglement between the Luyun Clan and the Immortal League started earlier.

Hundreds of years ago, the demons invaded the world of comprehension wantonly, and the part of the demon domain was also connected with the realm of comprehension—a certain place in the snowy land unfortunately became the passage to the mortal world opened by the demon domain.

At that time, the Luyun Clan was a hermit clan living in the snowy land, with ancient blood flowing in their bodies. They were powerful and voluntarily fought a bloody battle with the demons to prevent the demons from penetrating into the land of the Central Continent humans.

But the passage is wide open and the demonic energy is endless, so the demons will continue to live, and they can be resurrected even if they are killed. The Luyun tribe suffered heavy casualties, and they still could not slaughter the demons.

In the end, the Immortal Alliance came to the Snow Realm, brought a fairy artifact, and turned it into a small world independent of the world, blocking the passage of the Demon Realm, so that the demon energy could no longer intrude.

The Luyun Clan's vitality was severely injured, and they were no longer as glorious as before, and the clan's members even dropped sharply to less than a hundred at one point.

Xianmeng helped the remnants of the Luyun clan to establish a new residence, and handed over the fairy artifacts to the head of the Luyun clan for safekeeping.

According to Xianmeng, the fairy weapon can convert the magic energy of the demon realm into spiritual energy, so that small world can breed many spiritual materials and strange beasts. It takes decades for the Luyun clan to open the fairy weapon, so that the monks in the cultivation world can enter the experience , the Luyun Clan can also take advantage of it, and both parties can benefit.

As a result, the Luyun clan became the guardians of the secret realm in the eyes of everyone.

This story, the moment Su Chaya officially took over as the young patriarch, the old patriarch dictated to her.

For the Luyun Clan, the Immortal Alliance is not a benefactor—before the Luyun Clan was almost wiped out, the Immortal Alliance was silent, and it was only at the last moment that they appeared with a fairy weapon in their hands. The power of the Luyun clan.

The Luyun Clan could not fail to see these small thoughts.

But they are not enemies either.The choice of the Luyun Clan to resist there is their own choice and has nothing to do with the Immortal Alliance.

So they don't owe anyone, Su Chaya has no obligation to remind those people, but...

She always feels wrong recently.

It was as if something important was being covered up and things were going in the wrong direction.

Su Chaya is the most inspired spirit witch of the Luyun Clan, and the future has already given her a warning.

that dream...

Su Chaya closed her eyes.

She heard the wailing of countless ancestors. They had grown deer's horns, blood and tears were left at the corners of their eyes, and they were whispering things that even Su Chaya could not understand.

After only seeing such a scene for a moment, she woke up from the dream with a cold sweat running down her back.

The night is getting darker.

Su Chaya, who was frozen in the snow like a wood carving, finally moved.

She turned around, but instead of returning to the big tent, she contacted her cronies.

A group of people quietly entered the snow mountain—that was another entrance to the fairy artifact, leading to the core of the secret realm. As the patriarch, she had such authority.Inspiration told her she needed to be there.

"Who!?" Su Chaya shouted.

Walking into the core, as usual, the huge fluorescent green jade illuminates the dark cave-like space, and the light flickers like breathing.

But beside the jade, a black shadow stood there, quiet and unknown.

Sombra spoke.

"You are the patriarch of the Luyun Clan, right?" the uninvited guest said politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"What do you want to do? Get out of there!"

Su Chaya's eyes were cold, and a pair of jade hands wrapped around the spar chain intertwined.

That is the starting move of the attack formation.

Behind her, many cronies also drew their weapons and pointed at the shadow.

Heiying smiled and said, "Don't be so angry, patriarch."

"In a sense, I'm here to help you."

Saying so, it raised its paws and took off the hood on its head.

A pair of helical horns were exposed.

……

The next day.

There was a thick fog in the woods.

Zhu Zhihan and his seniors walked in the forest holding a section of the rope, and Luanwu walked at the end, holding the end of the rope—this was the magic weapon they used when they entered the secret realm, and it could prevent them from getting separated when teleporting.

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhihan insisted that everyone hold this magic weapon all the time today, and asked Luanwu what to do if they were ordered.

Luanwu seemed to be aware of it, and sent each of them a saber intent to protect themselves.

Heavenly Dao will not interfere with this level of hint.

So the crowd formed a string and walked in the mist, just like the corpses in some legends.

I don't know if anyone has watched them in the dark—even if there was, I'm afraid they were scared away by their strange appearance.

It was calm for half a day, there were no monks who came to rob, and the memory change did not happen.

Zhu Zhihan felt more and more uneasy.

Wan Mengchen probably noticed her uneasiness, and didn't ask her why she insisted on everyone holding the rope, making jokes from time to time to ease the atmosphere.

At this time, the sixth junior brother who was walking in the front let out an exclamation.

"What's wrong?" Wan Mengchen asked nervously.

Soon, everyone knew why the sixth junior brother would yell that.

Walking a few steps forward, the line of sight suddenly opened up.

The dense fog seems to have dispersed a lot, and the clear sky in front of him looks like an endless ice field, and a peak stands in the distance, similar to the snow peak near the station in the real world.

The group of them actually walked out of the sea of ​​trees!

Seeing such a magnificent beauty, everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

"Let's go out and have a look?" Sixth Junior Brother suggested.

No one objected.

So they took the rope and set foot on the ice field.

walked for a while.

From a distance, the sixth junior brother saw some colors - green leaves, yellow flowers, exuding a slight aura.

The sixth junior brother rubbed his eyes: "Look at that! Is that a spirit grass?"

Zhu Zhihan also went to look at it, and carefully identified it: "It should be."

The sixth junior brother's eyes lit up.

This is the spiritual herb that they haven't seen in the secret realm for nearly ten days!

He will go to pick it.

The accident happened at this time.

"Boom--"

The ground shook for a while, accompanied by a violent sound.

The ice layer and the ground under the ice layer "creaked" and cracked.

The sixth junior brother was almost thrown to the ground.

"What is this!?" he growled.

But his voice was drowned out by the surrounding noises.

Everyone couldn't even stand firmly, swaying here and there, but fortunately they were held by a rope, and they could give each other some support.

The cracks in the ground are getting bigger and bigger.

The sixth junior brother tried his best to keep his balance, and a fearful thought popped up in his mind - if there is no longer the ground they are stepping on, where can they stand?

"Tuk!"

There was a muffled sound behind him, as if something hit the ground heavily.

A thick layer of ice spread under their feet again, this layer of ice supported them, suspended slightly in the air, so that they would no longer be affected by the shock, and would not fall into the cracks.

The sixth junior brother was finally able to stand still, still in shock.

Turning his head: "Sovereign!"

Luanwu raised the scabbard and nodded slightly to him, as if to comfort him.

Then she looked into the distance and frowned.

The sixth junior brother also followed to look into the distance.

Then he was horrified by what he saw in his eyes—it turned out to be monsters with deer heads and human bodies!dense!

These monsters are coming their way!

No, not toward them, but... These monsters want to flatten this ice sheet!

Anyone who saw this scene in person could not help but turn pale.

It was overwhelming power, and in front of them, the existence of a few people seemed so insignificant.

The sixth junior brother couldn't care less about the spirit grass that he didn't pick.

Zhu Zhihan also looked into the distance.

The accident in her memory finally came.

In her last life, she didn't go to the ice field, and now she finally understands what happened then.

What are those monsters?

Were the monsters that separated her from her fellow disciples?

No... definitely more than that.

There must be something else, something that has yet to happen.

She remembered that there was a lot of black mist rising from the ground, thicker than the fog in the forest, and the fog engulfed them, and then...

Just when she had this idea, strands of black mist emerged from the cracks in the ground.

not good!

She shouted: "Everyone must hold on to the rope!"

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Luanwu, waiting for Luanwu's order or something, but found that there seemed to be something wrong with Luanwu's expression.

Luanwu lowered his head slightly, his expression was calm to indifferent, under the black and curly eyelashes, a pair of pupils seemed to turn dark red.

This appearance reminded Zhu Zhihan that Luanwu's pupils were of this color that night in Xumi Realm.

"Master?" She gently reminded.

Luanwu's pupils shrank slightly, as if a creature that had lived in darkness for a long time was stabbed by the sun, but at least it reacted.

After a while, Zhu Zhihan saw that Luanwu closed his eyes and his voice was hoarse.

"These are magic energy."

Zhu Zhihan was stunned: "Is it devil energy?"

She observed carefully: "This seems to be different from the magic energy I have seen..."

"It's really different." Luanwu closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing something, "It's not pure magic energy."

Zhu Zhihan understood that Luanwu hated things about demons very much, and he was relieved to see that Luanwu understood this.

"Then what should we do?" She sought Luanwu's advice.

The strands of black mist entangled Luanwu's body, but when Luanwu shook them off, they entangled even tighter.

Luan Wu frowned even tighter.

"I'll find a way..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the earth's crust shattered more thoroughly, and a denser and purer black mist gushed out, engulfing them almost instantly.

This time even Zhu Zhihan recognized it as demonic energy.

Can't see five fingers.

Surrounded by the black mist, Zhu Zhihan felt the evil thoughts, emotions and desires contained in it rushing towards her.

Not far away, Zhu Zhihan heard a muffled hum, like Luanwu's voice.

Zhu Zhihan recalled Luanwu's performance, and realized later that the black mist seemed to have a deeper impact on Luanwu, not just emotional disgust!

She stretched out her hand, trying to find Luanwu's direction along the rope.

But before that, her consciousness was chaotic and engulfed by the black mist.

……

[What do you desire most in your life? 】

Zhu Zhihan felt as if she was submerged in water, and a vague, non-male, non-female voice invaded her thoughts pervasively.

【Your life... 3%@#￥】

It sounds like a messed up sound.

Zhu Zhihan:?

The voice stopped abruptly, and then Zhu Zhihan felt his eyes brighten up, and the heavy feeling on his eyelids disappeared.

She opened her eyes.

In front of me is a place similar to a women's boudoir, but it is larger than an ordinary boudoir, more like a palace.

Where is this place?

The memory returned to her mind, and she realized that she had fallen into the illusion created by the black mist.

She still remembered that in her last life, she saw her parents.

In that illusion, she didn't have that annoying physique and disease. The wandering old Taoist came to her when she was six years old and said that she could live a long life and live a long life, and her parents liked her even more.

A few years later, my parents gave birth to a younger sister, but their attitude towards her has not changed, and they love her as much as before.

She looked at the little girl in the swaddling baby, and sincerely looked forward to her younger sister growing up: "I'm so lonely by myself, when you grow up, you must play with me!"

But the illusion was finally broken.

Because she had never seen her younger sister, the phantom could only extract what was in her memory, not fabricate it out of thin air.

So where is this?

It seems that it shouldn't be my home in the previous life. My home is just a rich family, so it can't be built so spacious.

She stood up and walked around, feeling that her body seemed to be a little different.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, the woman in the bronze mirror looks to be in her twenties, her facial features are open, her snowy hair is loose, and there are red marks on her neck... wait, red marks! ?

Her Gujing Wubo expression finally changed.

As if shattering the vague prayer in her heart, there was some movement from the bed curtain behind her, and the gauze curtain was pushed aside by a pair of hands.

Someone walked up behind her barefoot and leaned over her.

Zhu Zhihan's body was stiff, and he only felt the hot spot on his back where the skin touched.

His white and slender arms crossed in front of her, hugging her affectionately.

"What's wrong?" A familiar female voice rang in her ear with some hoarseness.

Zhu Zhihan stared at the bronze mirror in disbelief.

Another person's face was reflected in the bronze mirror, which she was very familiar with and had only seen not long ago——

Her master, Luan Wu.

Zhu Zhihan collapsed.

Something is wrong?Is this what her inner desire is?

Hei Mist must have made a mistake!

The author has something to say:

This illusion is not the inner desire, there is a bug in the illusion

I have something to do today, I'm late TVT

I'll see if I can have a lottery, Chirp!

感谢在2022-04-0323:00:54~2022-04-0423:44:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 for Tiantian; 1 for being kind and persistent;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：5895968430瓶；477179276瓶；清苒3瓶；往事随风、541、不知者、好想吃炸串、烂橙一箩筐、翎染、摇光星1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!