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Ye Yinfeng saw with his own eyes that the head of the yellow dog was picked up by a sturdy man and smashed down with a wooden stick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The yellow dog let out a tearing scream, and his head was immediately smashed into blood, and the yellow dog's eyes were full of reluctance and unwillingness. His limbs twitched, and he slowly fell into the snow, and the splatters of dog blood stained the snow red, and at the same time stained Ye Yinfeng's eyes red.

"Ahh He watched as the yellow dog fell to the ground in a pool of blood, and after a few convulsions of his limbs, he stopped moving, and blood gushed out of the cracked dog's head, and the bright red color soon turned into a faint dark color. The cracked skull clearly saw the bones that shone with a cold glow, making Ye Yinfeng's heart like a knife, and a few blood-colored tears quietly appeared on his cheeks.

Trembling all over his body, watching the yellow dog being smashed to death with a stick, Ye Yinfeng's heart swelled with mad anger. The immobile body, the feeling of paleness and powerlessness made him feel deeply guilty, why is this happening, although this is just an illusion, although everything in front of him is just an illusion, but this piercing pain is so real, it makes his heart feel sad and tragically cool.

He didn't feel his fists clenched, he tried to break free from his immobile body, and the strands of true qi that were stirred up in his body flowed quickly through his body like raging and frenzied swimming dragons. And his cheeks, which were red from overexertion, the green stalks on his forehead, and the eyes that were as red as blood, he looked particularly hideous and terrifying at this moment. A wild surge of aimless intent swept from his body, forming a storm-like whirlpool, blowing all the clothes around him wantonly, and his hair rose lightly at this moment.

The tense body was like a bow, and he didn't know that although he was in the illusion, the stones on the stone ground under his feet had been stepped on by him, and the cracks of the stones caused countless small stones to shoot out around him. Fighting wildly, there was still no effect, he still couldn't get rid of the shackles between the freezes, and couldn't help but speed up the flow of the true yuan. The aura stirred up around his body swirled endlessly, slowly forming a storm after storm.

The yellow dog's eyes before he died lingered in his eyes, as if the culprit was him, and the fierce men who saw their faces clearly added a stick to the dead yellow dog's body. A dull sound was like a drum, hitting Ye Yinfeng's heart. The distorted face became more hideous and terrifying again, and the flow of true yuan flowed endlessly from the meridians around him.

With a "boom", Ye Yinfeng only felt that his brain exploded like thunder. He gazed back and saw that the scene before him had changed again. There are no more yellow dogs and sturdy men with sticks, and the scenery in front of me has changed to a hill full of flowers in the spring sun. But he found that his body could move, and he walked out of the stone pavilion and went straight to the sea of sunshine and flowers.

The scene just now was still haunting his mind, and he didn't dare to take a big step, so he could only walk forward gently. The surrounding sea of gorgeous flowers, and the warm sunlight that could be held between his hands, made his tense nerves relax again. The small hill of flowers like a sea of flowers was bathed in the thick spring sun, and the warmth that flowed into the heart suddenly expelled the palpitations just now.

Ye Yinfeng swept a ray of sunshine and left it in his fingertips, and a warm current instantly flowed through his heart.

But the wind blew up at this time, raising his casually scattered hair, and his heart revealed a trace of nostalgia, and his eyes became gentle. This scene is a hero's grave, which consumes all the ambitions in the depths of people's hearts, and it is difficult to find any fragments. At this moment, he suddenly had an idea, he only hoped that he would stay in this sea of flowers forever, and there would be no more hatred in his heart, and even the blood feud of destroying his family would be forgotten for the time being. He just wanted to stay in the warm sun of the sea of flowers and enjoy the warmth of that moment.

Although he knew very well in his heart that this was just an illusion, he still did not resist the beauty of this spring sun-like sea of flowers. A ray of sunshine and a delicate red flower. Look at the buzzing bees that shuttle through the sea of flowers. He only felt that there was peace and tranquility in his heart at the moment, and he didn't want to break the peace and tranquility of this moment. This heart just wants to sink into the warm sunshine and the fragrant sea of flowers.

A cyan figure danced from the sea of flowers, Shanshan's footsteps, graceful posture, and a vague shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Qingying is like a fairy descending to earth, and she comes gracefully. The flying sleeves and the sea of flowers in the sky reflect each other, a wonderful beauty like a beautiful flower.

A woman's figure appeared in Ye Yinfeng's heart, with a posture of dancing cuff rings, and a peerless face like a graceful woman. My mind was full of the woman's shadow, and her elegant temperament like a smile. "Nangong", he couldn't help muttering, looking at the green shadow woman who stepped between the mountains and flowers, and the wind brought her green wisps fluttering out of the dust.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but chase after the green shadow, but the green shadow seemed to be transparent to him, and the figure was floating and flickering, but it didn't stay in front of him for half a moment. Looking at the figure that was fluttering away, he was in a hurry, so he opened his body and chased after the fluttering figure.

The figure that seemed to be slow and melodious, at this moment, at the moment when Ye Yinfeng opened his body, he accelerated and shot forward, no matter how he accelerated his pace, he could still only see the back of the figure. The figure swept over the sea of flowers, and he couldn't stop lifting his breath and speeding forward, but it was still the same.

Ye Yinfeng's eyes froze, the figure that shot away was just a phantom, he couldn't even see the other party's face, thinking of this, he couldn't help but slow down, and with his slow steps, the figure that was flying away was also like this, as if teasing him.

Such a strange situation has been maintained like this, as long as Ye Yinfeng speeds up his pace, the figure also speeds up, and under this chase, they have already traveled all over the mountains and wildflowers. However, their figures have never been able to get out of this mountain and wild flowers, and they have been revolving around this mountain.

Under such circumstances, Ye Yinfeng's moment of tranquility also disappeared, and it was another maze, but he didn't know how to crack this maze. The shadow seemed to be what he thought in his heart, shuttling in and out of his sight from time to time, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but no matter what, he still couldn't see the other party's face truly.

The previous maze was because the too innocent qi in Ye Yinfeng's body was majestic, and he crossed a line, which was worthy of breaking the maze. But now there is only a moment of tenderness here, and there is still that strong affection at work. If he wants to solve this maze, he has no clue.

The sea of flowers, fragrant and beautiful, and the shadows are around, all of which are hovering in Ye Yinfeng's mind, making him begin to feel a faint sense of depression in his heart. Tai Halal Qi was in his body over and over again for a long time, but he still couldn't break through everything in this illusion.

Maybe this is why he found the 'interrogation' pavilion in the dark, so as to stay in this gentle fantasy like spring. This pale feeling of powerlessness is not very intense, but it is also the most abrasive, and in an environment as warm as the spring sun, everyone will have a moment of distraction and calmness.

The fairy-like figure that rose up suddenly sang graceful and moving lyrics and songs, high and low, sometimes the yellow warbler cried, sometimes the trickle of water murmured endlessly, and sometimes it turned into the Sichun woman who leaned on the door and looked forward to returning home, and sometimes it murmured into the pure and warm words in the ears of children.

Ye Yinfeng listened to it, and couldn't help but relax his whole body, he no longer ignored the fairy-like shadow that sang and danced, and as soon as his heart was relieved, he was endlessly tired. couldn't help but feel endless sleepiness all over his body, making his eyelids seem to be hanging down a thousand pounds, and his eyes that were difficult to open were about to close.

"Brother Xiaofeng, when I grow up, it's good to marry you" A heavenly voice suddenly sounded in his ears, slowly turning from a soft murmur to a thunderstorm, and the good words in his ears gradually thundered. It made his spirit lift, his whole body suddenly tensed, and in his mind, the little girl like a pink jade carving suddenly appeared.

Immediately after, there was another loud bang in his brain, and a thrill was felt all over his body, and his eyes, which were about to close, opened in an instant. And when he swept his eyes again, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and his heart was even more terrifying.

In front of him, there was still a hazy and soft delicate light, but he found that he was already in the same position, the position where the little girl with pink jade carving stood after saying that sentence. That is to say, he is still under the Qingfeng Pavilion, he has not moved for more than half a year, all the people are still there, including the princes, as well as all the members of the Qingfeng Mingyue Pavilion, not far from him, there is still Shi Jingtao, the son of the Shi family, and under the Linglong lamp, there are still those children of the imperial capital who want to pass the selection.

With a glance, he saw that the starry eyes were revealing a few hints of sly light, and looking at himself, the little girl with a pink jade carving stuck out her tongue and made a mischievous gesture towards him. He also saw a bit of complicated expressions in the eyes of Xiaoru's parents that he didn't understand. Not far away, it was still the annoying fat Taoist Li Xiaoyao, who was stretching out a thumbs up towards him, but it was secretly.

The faces of the other princes were not very good-looking, especially His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had murderous intent towards him, and it was difficult to hide the evil look on his face. He didn't understand why other people's eyes were so complicated when he opened his eyes, and he didn't understand what the fat Taoist priest and the little girl like a pink jade carving meant by making such an action to himself. It wasn't until he saw the other handsome talents in the blink of an eye that he quietly realized.

For all the young men he saw had their eyes closed, but the expressions on their faces were varied, some of them were as if they were facing a great enemy, some of them were dejected, some of them showed a terrible fear, and even more of them were hideous and terrifying. The expressions on the faces of the young men can be said to be a microcosm of the world, but they closed their eyes tightly, which made Ye Yinfeng even more surprised in his heart.

It turned out that there was no illusion, no illusion, only illusion, and he himself didn't know when he started to enter the hallucination, and he didn't know who had such a high means to forcibly pull them into the hallucination. Such a person's technique can only be said to be a miraculous skill. He had heard of a witchcraft that controlled the human will and caused it to enter into an illusion. But he had only heard that this kind of witchcraft consumes extremely spiritual power, and can only control one or two people at most, and any more will make the person who performs it suffer spiritual backlash, and the divine power will be damaged, and the light ones will be unconscious, and the heavy ones will become idiots. As for the person who is cast, it can be controlled by the person who casts it, and the body cannot help it.

He didn't know if the illusion they had entered at this time was this kind of witchcraft, and if so, it would be too terrible, and it would be too terrible to cast it on thirty or forty people in a row. That person's spiritual power can be called an unprecedented existence, and it is simply like a god. This not only requires strong spiritual power, but also requires one's own supreme martial cultivation realm, which can achieve such an effect.