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think? "Feng Lin suddenly opened his mouth. He turned his face to face Fang Sheng, slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see Fang Sheng lowered his body and was very close to him.

At this distance, if you are not careful, your lips will touch!

Fang Sheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes moved down unconsciously, and fixed on Feng Lin's thin lips.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

"For example, are you like this now?" Feng Lin's tone was still indifferent, without any waves, his light lip color, the thin curvature of the corners of his lips, and his low, slow and indifferent voice, seemed to have magical powers, and Fang Fang was provoked. The mind was disturbed, the heartbeat accelerated, and the temperature of the body rose involuntarily.

Suddenly, Fang Sheng came back to his senses, he quickly distanced himself, blushed, stretched out the quilt and stuttered to explain: "I'm talking nonsense, I'm asleep, I'm so tired."

Feng Lin looked at Fang Sheng's back, curled up against the wall, couldn't help laughing, he raised his hand, and drew a line with his fingertips along Fang Sheng's spine from top to bottom, with neither light nor heavy force: "What a man!" Brat."

Fang Sheng only felt that all the nerves in his back seemed to be gathered in Feng Lin's wandering route. He tensed his back, endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back. He lifted the quilt and turned around and asked Feng Lin angrily: "Where am I?" Is it too young?"

Feng Lin smiled at the corner of his lips, closed his eyes and said nothing, so he wouldn't care about the kid.

☆、Chapter 22

The next day, when He Qi came back, he opened the curtains one by one, and shouted loudly for everyone to get up.

Arriving at Fang Sheng and Feng Lin's place, he slammed open the curtain, saw the sleeping posture of the two on the bed, half drunk, and woke up in a daze.

"What are you two doing?" He Qi frowned, his face full of disgust: "I don't know which nobleman's tomb I thought I dug up!"

Both of them were lying flat, with a relaxed expression, their hands resting lightly on their lower abdomen, and both of them were beautiful, clean and moist.

Fang Sheng rubbed his eyes, grunted in dissatisfaction, slowly got up, propped up half of his body, looked at He Qi sleepily and asked, "Huh? Is it dawn?"

He Qi gave him a shudder, and said angrily, "Dawn? Why don't you wait for Shang Yuan to sleep to death!"

Feng Lin was woken up by the two of them, his eyebrows moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. His black pupils were momentarily confused, like a child-like innocence, and then became clear again. His fingers moved slightly, and the black mist rose, isolating He Qi. Those scanner-like gazes.

Fang Sheng rubbed his chicken coop-like hair, stretched out his hand to feel under the pillow, and took out the compass to check, but he didn't see any reaction, so he felt a little lost.

Yawning, Fang Sheng turned his head to look at Fenglin.

Feng Lin sat on the bed, shirtless, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and a strand fell on his chest. He lowered his eyes slightly, his long and dense eyelashes covering half of his pupils, thinking deeply.

"What are you thinking?" Fang Sheng shook his hand in front of Feng Lin: "Did you wake up?"

Feng Lin came back to his senses, looked sideways at Fang Sheng: "I dreamed of someone who seems to be very important to me."

"How do you say it?" Fang Sheng threw off the quilt and got out of bed. No one was outside, and He Qi took the others to eat.

Feng Lin put away the black mist, put his index finger on his lips, and recalled: "He is young, he is a half-demon, a bit like you, in the dream, he seems to like to pester me very much."

Fang Sheng, who was putting on his trousers, paused to put on his belt, slowly raised his head, looked at Feng Lin, thought of the scene last night, squinted his eyes and asked, "You are not implying me, are you?"

"Hint?" Feng Lin was puzzled, lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and stood up naked like this: "How do you say that?"

"Aww!!" Fang Sheng gave the hand to tie his belt, quickly covered his eyes, and shouted stammeringly: "You should put on your clothes!"

"They're all men, why are you so sensitive?" Feng Lin chuckled, and there was a hint of clarity in Chen Qi's hoarse voice, which was very nice.

"Man, what's wrong with the man, men don't avoid suspicion?" Fang Sheng covered his eyes with his hands, his mind was in a mess.

I usually see him as thin and emaciated, but I didn't expect him to have such material under his clothes and his figure is so good that a big man like him would want to take a second look.

"What's the difference between you and me?" A warm breath came from his ear, Fang Sheng shivered, and the roots of his ears quickly heated up, spreading all the way to his neck.

"Little ghost, what is going on in your mind?" Feng Lin watched Fang Sheng turn into a boiled prawn, and couldn't help but want to tease him. Human little ghosts are very cute.

"Put on your clothes first, and we'll talk about other issues later." Fang Sheng turned around and turned his back to Feng Lin.

"Okay, I'll wear it now."

Feng Lin's voice was far away, and then he remembered the rubbing sound of cloth.

Fang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't know whether to say that Feng Lin was innocent or that he was bad, it was the same last night, it seemed inadvertent and deliberate, it was too easy to make people think and be passionate.

But ah, he is indeed in good shape, he just glanced casually just now, tsk tsk, amazing, how about taking another look?

Fang Sheng wondered if he should take a second look. This was a rare opportunity. After passing this village, there would be no such shop.

He blamed himself in his heart for being so masculine, but he opened his fingers slowly and honestly.

Opening his eyes, Fang Sheng looked curiously at Feng Lin on the opposite side.

Feng Lin folded his arms, his body was wrapped in black mist as usual, his eyes were obviously playful, his eyebrows were raised lightly, and he seemed to be waiting for him to look at him with a half-smile.

Fang Sheng had never been so embarrassed before, this was much more embarrassing than last night, he not only wanted to stuff himself into the cracks in the ground, he even wanted to remake himself directly!

"Are you up? No, what are you guys doing now?" He Qi came in with two drawers of buns, and when he opened the door, he saw Fang Sheng unbuttoned his belt, covering his eyes with his hands to watch Feng Lin.

"What are you playing?" He Qi really didn't understand the young people nowadays, so he put down the steamed stuffed bun on the table and said, "Hurry up and eat, and go straight to Bugui Mountain later."

Fang Sheng was completely desperate, forget it, he'd better not remake it, he'd be ashamed to death.

After breakfast, Fang Sheng and Feng Lin went out with He Qi. Outside, Yuan Meier hugged the little fox and teased him with sugar figurines. Dahua was sullen and pouted, as if she was still surprised by the big news she found last night. Things are not reconciled.

At the beach designated by Dahua, Fang Sheng wanted to cover everyone with a protective cover, but He Qi didn't want it, so he took off his clothes and threw them in a bag, tied them to his legs and jumped off.

Dahua also directly turned into a leopard, jumped into the sea and led the way.

Yuanmeier and the little fox must be protected, Fang Sheng took care of them, and then looked at Fenglin.

Feng Lin took the initiative to walk to Fang Sheng's side, waiting for his arrangement.

Fang Sheng's gaze stayed on Feng Lin's Adam's apple all the time, and he didn't dare to meet his gaze. He wasn't overwhelmed with what happened in the morning.

Feng Lin's little thought completely caught Feng Lin's attention, and Feng Lin lowered his eyes to look at him, only finding it interesting.

All ready, a few people went into the water, and followed Dahua to the real Mountain of No Return.

The deeper the sea, the darker it became. Swimming in the darkness for a while, everyone saw the arc-shaped barrier that Dahua said, flickering.

After everyone entered the enchantment, it was a different scene immediately.

They were clearly at the bottom of the sea, but when they probed into the barrier, they protruded out of the sea and could see the shore.

Just as Dahua said, there is a forest here, the surrounding trees are thick and lush, and the crisp calls of several kinds of birds can be heard.

And, here is the sun, it is daytime.

Climbing ashore, Fang Sheng raised his hand and looked at the time. Logically speaking, it should be around 9:[-] in the morning. He looked up and squinted at the direction of the sun, almost.

The time inside seems to be the same as outside.

Dahua shook off the water all over her body, shook her head and said, "The mountain I saw is just ahead, follow me."

He led the way in front, and the people behind followed while looking around.

He Qi took his time and changed his clothes. Looking at the scene around him, he took a deep breath and followed suit.

After walking for nearly 10 minutes, I came to a mountain pass. The mountain pass was specially repaired, and there were three big red characters written on the mountain: No Return to the Mountain.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the last He Qi, Fang Sheng asked him: "Senior, is this here?"

He Qi looked at the words on the mountain with complicated eyes, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were far-reaching: "Yes."

"I didn't go inside again, the forest was too big, I lost my way, and it took me three days to walk around before I saw this mountain pass." Da Chong said to Fang Sheng, "Why don't you borrow your compass?"

Fang Sheng was about to take it out, but He Qi waved his hand: "No, come with me."

After entering the Mountain of No Return, He Qi was much quieter. He didn't want to be so unrestrained and mischievous as usual. He led the way seriously and shuttled through the forest with clear goals and ease.

Feng Lin and Fang Sheng walked at the back, Fang Sheng held a compass in his hand, and was always vigilant about the reaction of the power of the king.

"Feng Lin, don't you think it's strange?" Fang Sheng moved closer to Feng Lin and asked in a low voice, "Why is He Qi so familiar with Bugui Mountain?"

Feng Lin folded his hands behind his back, with a patch on his shoulders, he stared at the back of He Qi in front of him, and replied slowly: "Perhaps it is the same route as Shang Yuan."

Fang Sheng scratched his hair. He actually had a guess, but he thought it was too nonsensical. After thinking about it, he decided not to say it, lest Feng Lin think he is a fool with a whimsical idea.

Eyeing the people around him, Feng Lin shook off the leaves and said, "You can tell me anything you have to say, I won't think you're stupid."

Fang Sheng:! ! !Roundworms in the stomach?

Feng Lin said again: "As long as it is what you say, I will listen carefully, but I may not agree with it."

Fang Sheng: ...Don't you still think I'm stupid?

After hesitating left and right, Fang Sheng finally didn't say anything.

"Here we are." After a while, He Qi stopped in front of him and stopped in front of a villa.

The villa is not small, but it is also dilapidated.

The main entrance in front is tall, more than five meters high, and the place where the plaque should have been hung is empty, and the name is unknown.

"This used to be a sword farm." He Qi explained, taking a deep breath, as if the air here was thin, and he had to spend a lot of effort to speak.

When mentioning Jianzhuang, Fang Sheng couldn't help but think of Yunchen and Qingguang, and when he thought of the original story, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Dahua and Yuanmeier didn't know what was going on, they looked at the villa and praised its beauty.

The little fox was in Yuanmei'er's arms, pointing to the villa and said, "This is here, this is here, Shang Yuan is here."

Yuanmeier put down the little fox, took the little fox's hand, and walked all the way into the villa, followed by Dahua.

He Qi didn't move, he looked at the empty main entrance of the villa, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Senior, will Mu Ze be here?" Fang Sheng stepped forward and asked He Qi: "The power of the king has not responded."

"He will definitely come back." He Qi looked at the main entrance of the villa with a complicated expression: "He always wants to see my expression when he finds out that he has been duped."

"Ah!" In the villa, Yuan Meier suddenly exclaimed.

Fang Sheng, He Qi and the others cheered up, and immediately ran into the villa, and saw Yuanmeier holding a little fox, standing in front of a door, Yuanmeier's eyes were full of panic, her wings spread, protecting her arms little fox.

Stepping forward quickly, Fang Sheng was suddenly stunned by the sight of leaning forward from the door.

There was a white bone on the ground in the house. The fingertips of the white bone were blackened, and the bottom was broken bricks and soil.

The word 'Qing Guang' immediately popped into Fang Sheng's mind.

Feng Lin and He Qi also arrived. Seeing this, Feng Lin covered Fang Sheng's eyes first.

He Qi was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Fake, Mu Ze's disgusting little trick, he knew I would come, he did it on purpose."

"He really dares." Fang Sheng took Feng Lin's hand, feeling uncomfortable, making such a joke about the dead is too much!

The white bone on the ground fell with Fang Sheng's voice, turned into ashes and scattered, it was just an illusion.

"Why don't you dare?" After closing the door, He Qi laughed at himself: "In the whole world, if I hadn't told you these things, only I would have known the truth back then. He was just trying to mess with my mind, as always. childish."

Da Hua and Yuan Mei'er were confused by what they heard, they looked at each other, then looked at the expressions of He Qi and Fang Sheng, and didn't ask questions tactfully.

He Qi led the crowd to continue walking, while walking, he also introduced which room was Yunchen's and which room everyone usually read.

The originally depressing atmosphere suddenly turned into sightseeing.

Later, Fang Sheng briefly told Da Hua and Yuan Meier about the villa and Mu Ze. They were quite happy at first, but after listening to the story, they couldn't laugh anymore.

As we walked, the sound of guzheng playing suddenly came from a distance.

He Qi in front stopped in his tracks. He listened carefully to discern human feelings, slowly smiled, turned around and said to everyone, "Mu Ze is back."

☆、Chapter 23

Following the tune of Guzheng, a group of people left Jianzhuang, walked through a bamboo forest, and came to an artificial lake.

On the opposite side of the lake is an octagonal gazebo. Around the gazebo, many graceful women dance. The women are dressed in silk and fly up to the tune of the zither.

In the middle of the gazebo, separated by a layer of veil, one can vaguely see a figure lying down, as if drinking.

Fang Sheng saw the beautiful woman, and carefully glanced at Feng Lin beside him.

Feng Lin stared ahead, with his hands behind his back, he focused on those women, he couldn't tell whether he liked it or not, he just felt serious.

Cursing his lips, Fang Sheng muttered in his heart: Sure enough, he likes beautiful women.

"No matter how good the illusion is, it's just an illusion," Feng Lin said suddenly, and he turned his face to look at Fang Sheng, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Just enjoy it for now, don't keep it in your heart for a long time."

Fang Sheng, who was provoked by the sudden staring at each other, didn't know how to answer for a moment. With his mouth half open, he nodded slowly in "he seemed to know what I was thinking" combined with "what illusion": "Yes, what you said right."

It's calm and calm here for the two of them, but He Qi's side is unsteady.

He Qi drew out his sword and ran straight to the gazebo opposite without any explanation. He stepped across the water, slashing and kicking the dancing girls without any mercy.

Seeing He Qi's reaction, Fang Sheng and the others gasped. They were about to step forward to stop them, when they saw the women following the traces of He Qi's sword, dissipating into thin smoke and disappearing.

"Mu Ze, you showed me these again, are you trying to annoy me?!" He Qi lifted the sword, and drew a horizontal arc in the air with the sharp blade in his hand, and the veil on the gazebo fell in response.

The face of the man in the pavilion immediately appeared in front of everyone.

He leaned his head on the soft bed, with silver hair long to his waist, dressed in blue brocade, embroidered with cranes and white clouds on the hem, hanging casually, pinching the jade blue wine cup with his white and slender fingers, red lips Bright as blood, matching with the jade blue wine cup, it is very eye-catching.

"How many times? Say it yourself, how many times?!" He Qi pointed at the location of the beauty's phantom just now, his chest was bulging, and the smell of vinegar was obvious.

"Huh." With a shallow and misty laugh, Mu Ze in the gazebo put down his wine cup, got up and left the gazebo, and said slowly, "I like beautiful women, how about it?"

He is like an immortal practicing in the mountains, with fair complexion, thin body, and a pair of eyes that are a bit clearer than a lake, and there is no emotion in them, no desires, but when he looks at He Qi, the light in his eyes turns slightly , showing three points of coquettishness.

"Bah!" He Qi spat on the ground, stuck his neck, his voice was still loud, but his face was flushed: "You did it on purpose, it's nonsense, nothing!"

"It's been a thousand years, aren't you familiar with it?" Mu Ze slowed down, stepped forward and approached He Qi, his fingers brushed over his neck, his red lips parted slightly, with a little incomprehensible ambiguity: "Yun Chen."

Fang Sheng was originally wondering about the relationship between He Qi and Mu Ze. He thought that the two would fight immediately when they met, but he didn't expect it to be like old friends meeting each other. The confused emotions in his mind have not yet appeared. ' jerked him into another shock.

"You know exactly what I'm thinking, is this interesting?" He Qi held back, clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, and said, "You lied to me for thousands of years, Mu Ze, how dare you!"

"Why not?" Mu Ze brushed He Qi's Adam's apple with his fingers, and replied softly, "For you, is there any difference between Shang Yuan and Buguishan?"

"Mount of No Return is everything for you and me, you..." The veins on He Qi's neck bulged, and he raised his hand and waved forward, dispersing the 'Mu Ze' in front of him, another illusion.

Standing by the gazebo was Mu Ze, who seemed to have never been near He Qi, and said with a smile on his lips, "Your friend doesn't seem to know your original name, why don't you introduce yourself again?"

He Qi was not surprised at all. He already knew Mu Ze's tricks by heart, but he just stared at him with a thousand words in his eyes, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Fang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, he finally had an answer to the pile of questions in his mind.

He Qi was Yun Chen, so it was no surprise to him.

Ever since he met He Qi, he has been 'babbling nonsense', sometimes saying that he has lived for a thousand years, and sometimes saying that he is a mere human being.

In this world, He Qi is the only one who knows what happened in Buguishan. Where did He Qi hear it? Could it be that Mu Ze kindly told him about it?

Coupled with He Xi's expression when he mentioned Zui Yue and Qing Guang, Fang Sheng guessed that he was Yun Chen, the big brother back then. The only thing that can't be justified is that He Xi only has a human aura on him.

In Fang Sheng's perception, it is impossible for any human being to live for a thousand years, even the legendary He Qi, he would not believe it.

Fang Sheng subconsciously turned his head to look at Feng Lin, wanting to see his reaction.

Feng Lin is much calmer than Fang Sheng, his brows are cold and indifferent, and compared to Mu Ze's immortal demeanor, he feels more oppressive.

Feng Lin is not surprised by this result. In Fang Sheng's eyes, He Qi is an out-and-out human being. In Feng Lin's eyes, He Qi's human aura is sandwiched between the looming monster aura, and Mu Ze's aura. The aura is similar.

He Qi's aura is different from that of the half-demon in his dream. The half-demon's aura is harmonious, while He Qi's aura seems to be kneaded together by someone, which looks awkward.

Dahua and Yuanmei'er were so surprised that they didn't know how to react, and their brains froze.

"I didn't come here to discuss bullshit names with you. Little Fox's sister is with you, right? Let her go quickly."

He Qi took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. His tone was resolute and could not be refuted. Although he was stern, he also contained persuasion for those close to him.

"Little fox's older sister?" Mu Ze heard the words, and glanced at the little fox in Yuanmei'er's arms. He paused for a moment and replied: "Why do you think it will be here with me?"

"Sibling drama, you haven't played with me for so many years? You hate me for not being able to save Zuiyue back then, and for torturing my guilt overtly and secretly. The fox family is innocent, let them go first."

The thousand-year hostile relationship, at this moment, is less than five meters away. He Qi and Mu Ze looked at each other, and their swords were supposed to be on the verge of breaking out, but the gazes of the two met were full of reluctance and hesitation.

Feng Lin approached Fang Sheng without leaving a trace, half of the black mist on his body covered Fang Sheng, and whispered: "The illusion of the crane demon is superb, don't leave me too far."

"Okay." Fang Sheng was watching nervously. Hearing this, he quickly moved closer to Feng Lin, leaning his back on Feng Lin's shoulder without knowing it, as if relying on him.

Feng Lin's gaze swept over Fang Sheng's thin shoulders, and the black mist wrapped around him even more.

"Be obedient." After a while, He Qi softened his voice. He coaxed Mu Ze: "You and I can solve our affairs in private. Don't hurt others."

"You're like this again," Mu Ze chuckled, and the brows melted with joy: "It's okay that you lied to me like this a thousand years ago, but now, you still want to lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you," He Qi stepped forward and emphasized, "I never lied to you."

Folding his arms, Mu Ze turned sideways slightly: "Just by opening your mouth, you can conclude that the little fox's sister is with me? Why do you have evidence?"

"All right, all right," He Qi compromised, rubbing his temples, "Even if sister little fox isn't with you, the fragments of the King's Power are always there, right? Take it out, I know what you're going to do, it's useless, what you want It doesn't exist at all."

Hearing the power of the king, Fang Sheng subconsciously looked down at the compass in his hand, but the compass did not respond.

Fang Sheng frowned slightly, the power of the king is not here.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Ze's eyes suddenly shifted to Fang Sheng's face, his tone was not kind, and his eyes became severe: "There are enchantments everywhere in the Mountain of No Return, and Yun Chen can't find them. Do you think Fang Chen Can you find the stuff that kid made?"

Fang Sheng was stunned, what does this mean? Could it be that the things made by the master don't work under the enchantment?Wouldn't that be the same as being abolished?

Wait, how did he know Master?I really want to be familiar?

While Fang Sheng was confused, a layer of black mist rose in front of him.

Feng Lin stared at Mu Ze, he immediately protected Fang Sheng without letting up for a moment.

Mu Ze wanted to use the illusion to teach Fang Sheng his contempt for himself and Buguishan, but as soon as he moved, he was cracked by the black mist on Fenglin's body.

It's been thousands of years, and this is the first time I've seen someone who instantly cracked his illusion.

Moving his gaze to Feng Lin, Mu Ze looked him up and down, but he didn't feel any strong evil spirit.

"Who are you?" Mu Ze was surprised. The demon's long-term experience could tell whether the opponent was strong or weak. If it wasn't for the black mist wrapped around him, he would have thought the opponent was a weak human being.

"Don't care who he is," He Qi interrupted Mu Ze, stepped forward again, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the fragments, there is no way to defy the sky, stop being obsessed with it."

These words accurately aroused Mu Ze's anger, his silver hair like a waterfall suddenly rose without wind, and the clarity in his eyes disappeared, replaced by infinite anger.

"Shut up!" Mu Ze transformed a sword out of thin air, which was similar to the sword in He Qi's hand, but different. He stabbed at He Qi, very angry: "If it doesn't exist, why have you lived until now!"

He Qi immediately drew his sword to receive the move, and the two swords collided with each other and made a crisp sound, like a mournful cry.

Fang Sheng saw clearly that Mu Ze's sword was infused with demonic power, and He Qi was human after all, so he would definitely lose if he kept going like this.

The guardian was eager, and Fang Sheng glanced at the small bridge next to him, and ran towards the other side of the lake while pulling out the charm.

"Fang Sheng!"

As soon as Fang Sheng moved, he heard Feng Lin calling him, and threw the protective spell in his hand to He Qi, and the moment he looked back at Feng Lin, the scene around him completely changed.

"Wind..." Looking around, Fang Sheng didn't realize it for a while: "Lin?"

There is also a mountain forest around. Unlike the Mountain of No Return, this place is softer and more elegant than the Mountain of No Return. You can hear the crisp calls of birds and the pleasant sound of gurgling water.

But Feng Lin He Qi and the others were gone, only Fang Sheng was left.

"Fenglin!" Fang Sheng tried to shout, but no one answered.

Where is this?

Holding the spell in his hand, he walked carefully, walking along the vague path on the grass for less than 2 minutes, and there was a wooden house in sight.

The sleeping memory slowly came to life. He remembered that this wooden house was the place where he lived with his master when he was a child.

Regarding this place, his memory is much blurred. When he first came to the city, he begged his master to come back to the forest several times. After his master refused several times, Fang Sheng stopped mentioning it and gradually forgot it.

He was still fighting just now, but he came here suddenly, without thinking too much, he knew it was Mu Ze's illusion.

Fang Sheng took out an attacking talisman, and threw a thunderbolt at the cabin. The cabin didn't change, nor did it dissipate in smoke like before.

It seems that this time it is not just a simple illusion, but an illusion.

☆、Chapter 24

Fang Sheng walked around the cabin, thinking about how to leave the illusion.

It stands to reason that Mu Ze has no reason to know this place. This illusion should be constructed according to personal subconsciousness.

There is nothing special outside, Fang Sheng walked into the wooden house and saw the little wooden horse that his master made for him when he was a child. If he hadn't seen it now, he would have almost forgotten that he played with this thing when he was a child.

Picking up the small wooden horse, Fang Sheng was surprised to find that this thing was solid, unlike the previous small wooden house, a thunderbolt struck the air like a thunderbolt.

He knocked on the table curiously with the wooden horse, the sound of 'dong dong dong' was real, and the table was also solid.

Putting down the little wooden horse, Fang Sheng planned to look outside, and subconsciously supported the wooden wall. Originally, he thought that he would miss nothing, but unexpectedly, the wall became solid.

Strange.

Fang Sheng looked at the whole wooden house again, no, it was just a mirage-like existence just now, how could it become a reality now.

Picking up stones from the ground and throwing them on the roof, the stones hit the beams of the house, making a muffled sound.

He took out the Thunderbolt Talisman again, and Fang Sheng wanted to strike again, but just as he released it, a familiar figure appeared in the peripheral vision.

Fang Chen came from far and near, still in the same old clothes, carrying firewood, put it unhurriedly at the door of the wooden house, and took out an ax to split it.

Did you chop wood as a child?Watching Master's actions, Fang Sheng fell into memory.

In his impression, the master did not do any physical work, nothing more than telling him stories about monsters, laughing and having fun.

"The beginning of chaos, the great changes in the world..."

Fang Sheng hadn't finished thinking here, Fang Chen stopped chopping firewood, and instead sat on a wooden chair outside the yard and told stories, shaking his head, vividly.

Fang Sheng: ...This change is too fast.

He stood in front of Fang Chen, watched Fang Chen tell the story, watched and watched, and wiped Fang Chen's chin with his hand.

The real Fang Chen always likes to stroke the beard in the air. Fang Sheng has always been curious about how this habit was developed. He is also curious about the master's chin, but in reality, even if he had ten guts, he would not dare to touch it. The illusion, as he wished.

Finger touched Fang Chen's chin, Fang Sheng couldn't help sighing: "It's so real."

Fang Chen suddenly stopped speaking, and gave Fang Sheng a stare.

To tell the truth, Fang Sheng's eyes are quite false, even though it is fake, it is no different from a real person.

After Fang Chen stared at Fang Sheng, he raised his hand to stroke the beard in the air, and continued to tell the story.

Listening to stories here is not an option, so Fang Sheng simply went for a walk in the surrounding forests.

He remembered that there was a small stream in the mountain forest, and a big willow tree was planted beside the small stream. It was forbidden to get close to the big willow tree since he was a child. Now it is an illusion, so it doesn't matter for him to go and have a look.

In the illusion, Fang Sheng explored casually like this, and this process lasted for several days.

As the sun rose and set, he became more and more anxious, and the surrounding scenes became more and more real. At first, it was Fang Chen who told the story, day and night, and later, for some reason, Fang Chen's actions were more and more consistent with his memory. , he even saw Director Jiang visiting Fang Chen.

I also saw Mu Ze and He Qi also came to talk to Fang Chen, and they seemed to be plotting something serious.

In the first few days, Fang Sheng could still tell himself that these were all fake, all illusions.

Until Fenglin appeared.

Fang Sheng saw Fenglin in an extremely hidden place in the forest, in a cave behind a waterfall, like a water curtain cave.

There are stone tables and benches in the cave, Feng Lin drinks tea inside, Fang Chen comes out to meet him.

First, it was a polite reminiscence, and then Feng Lin asked Fang Chen: "When are you going to tell him that you are a half-demon?"

Fang Chen poured tea, stroked the air and said, "I want him to live as a human being. Half-demons are not welcome on both sides. Fang Sheng can only be a human being."

"You are depriving him of his identity." Feng Lin put down his teacup, as indifferent as ever: "When he becomes an adult, ask him to come to my side. If he can't be his true self in this life, what is the meaning of his existence?"

"What are you going to do to him? He is a marginalized person who is not accepted by this world. If his identity is revealed, he will die." Fang Chen shook his head and sighed and said, "Although the lifespan of a half-demon is long, so what if he can't die? Why don't you let him go?" Let him take a horse, let him be a human being, and his short life will be comfortable."

"The power of the king needs him," Feng Lin said in a distant tone, with no emotion in his black eyes: "I will let him display his value and collect the complete chips."

"What about after that?" Fang Chen asked, "How do you want him to survive?"

Fang Sheng hid in the dark of the cave, with his fingers on the stone wall, holding his breath, he stared at Feng Lin's side face, waiting for his answer.

"This is his fate," Feng Lin's voice hit the cold rock wall: "I will, kill him with my own hands."

The conversation between the two before was frozen, and Fang Sheng suddenly felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped below zero, and Feng Lin's words "I will kill him with my own hands" were repeated in his mind, like a magic spell forced into his mind Here, tormenting his will.

If it was someone else, Fang Sheng might still be able to maintain his own self in this too real illusion, but this is just Feng Lin.

Only Fenglin could easily disturb his mind.

"Why Fenglin?"

In the chaos where he couldn't tell the direction, Fang Sheng's eyes widened, his eyes were blank, and he repeated this sentence in his mouth, over and over tirelessly.

As if falling into an endless abyss, forgetting time and self, Fang Sheng only had one thought: Feng Lin wanted to kill him.

"Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng!" After an unknown amount of time, Fang Sheng vaguely heard someone calling him.

"That's an illusion, it's all fake, wake up."

who is it?

Fang Sheng was immersed in the darkness, his consciousness was fuzzy.

Where am I and who is talking?

"Fang Sheng!"

Fang Sheng's consciousness slowly returned, and he carefully distinguished the person calling him, it seemed to be Feng Lin.

"Fenglin?" He murmured, "Is that you?"

A wisp of black mist spread along Fang Sheng's wrist to his neck, clinging to his pulse.

"It's me, Fang Sheng, wake up quickly."

"Fenglin? Fenglin..."

Suddenly, Fang Sheng felt a sharp pain in his neck, he opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the bright sunshine and Feng Lin's slightly anxious expression.

"Where is this place?" Fang Sheng sat up slowly, he had a severe headache, he touched the sore spot on his neck with his hand, and looked down, it was blood on his hand.

"I will, kill him with my own hands."

Feng Lin's words in the illusion came to mind again, Fang Sheng was taken aback, fear crept up to the top of his heart, he opened Feng Lin's hand that helped him stop the bleeding, and looked at Feng Lin in horror and vigilance.

Feng Lin's hand was hanging in the air, his eyes showed doubts.

He looked at Fang Sheng steadfastly, and after a few seconds, he put down his hand, and said softly, "You have been immersed in the illusion too deeply, so you have adopted a special method."

The black mist pierced the skin around his neck, sneaked into his body and disrupted his breath before breaking the illusion.

On the other side of the lake, He Qi and Mu Ze were still fighting, and Da Hua and Yuan Meier were injured to varying degrees, looking for opportunities.

Fang Sheng gasped for breath, and then remembered that he was in the Mountain of No Return, and just now he was caught in Mu Ze's illusion.

He felt that decades or even a hundred years had passed in the illusion, but outside, half an hour hadn't arrived.

"Is it better?" Feng Lin moved closer to Fang Sheng, put his finger on his neck, and used the black mist to help him stop the bleeding: "The bleeding can only be temporary, so be careful."

Fang Sheng stared blankly at Feng Lin, remembering what he said to his master in the illusion, those images seemed to be engraved in his subconscious mind, lingering.

"Feng Lin!" Fang Sheng grabbed Feng Lin's wrist, lowered his eyebrows, and asked eagerly, "That was all fake, right? You...you really want to kill me, right?"

His voice trembled when he said this.

Feng Lin was slightly startled, seeing the uneasiness in Fang Sheng's eyes, took his hand and held it in his palm, and pulled Fang Sheng to stand up again, looked at him for a moment, then rubbed his hair with a light smile: "Mu Ze The hallucinations in this world change according to your thinking, the more you think, the more difficult it is for people to distinguish between true and false, I said I will protect you, and I will never break my promise."

Hearing this, Fang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and slowly let go of his heart. He looked down and saw the hands of the two holding each other, and shyness and uneasiness crept into his heart again.

According to Fang Sheng's past thinking, he should let go of his hand at this moment, but he didn't, he suppressed his discomfort, pretended not to see it, and let Feng Lin hold it, secretly looking at Feng Lin from time to time.

Feng Lin was still dressed in black mist, with a calm posture.

Upon closer inspection, one can find that the trajectory and frequency of the black mist flowing on his body are messier than usual, and there are still red bloodshot eyes that have not faded away, and the fisted hand behind him has white knuckles, as if in forbearance.

Since knowing Fenglin, he has never seen him like this, Fang Sheng couldn't help wondering what he saw in the illusion.

"Yun Chen, aren't you afraid that this mountain of no return is also a fake, a fantasy I gave you?" Mu Ze on the other side of the lake was still fighting with He Qi, and the conversation between the two brought back Fang Sheng's thoughts.

"So what, I have you in the Mountain of No Return, I recognize this illusion!" He Qi suddenly let go of the sword in his hand, and he bumped straight into Mu Ze's sword tip without blinking his eyes.

Mu Ze was shocked, and immediately withdrew his hand. The sword in his hand dissipated with a wisp of monster energy, leaving him to slap He Qi on the shoulder.