Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother

When Lin Zichen heard it, his unwavering gaze fell on the face that rather bowed his head. After looking at it for a while, he slowly moved away.

Rather, Xin just felt that her whole person was as if burned, and her face was even hotter and uncomfortable.

She felt that the demon's eyes were like poisonous, as long as she went deeper, she would be poisoned to death.

She would rather be young, growing up from a young age, and never felt that a person's gaze can be so terrible!

Lin Zichen's voice sounded faintly, and said, "This is an illusion, I can't go out."

Rather than hearing it, he suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Ziyi, complaining on his face: "Do you believe what I said now? There is really only one who can get in here, and there is no one who can get out."

Lin Ziyi glanced at her, narrowed his eyes, smiled weirdly, and said, "Don't you want to die with my brother? It's not just what you want to get out!"

"You..." Stomping your feet rather sullenly is indeed an unreliable one.

She quickly let go of Lin Ziyi's sleeves and stood beside Lin Zichen. She was better off following it.

Lin Ziyi took a look, but didn't say anything.

He looked at Jing Yan and asked, "Uncle Jing Yan, haven't you returned to the Demon Realm? Why did you come here and enter this illusion?"

Jing Yan said, "Come over and take a look if it's okay."

Lin Ziyi leaned against a big tree beside her, and asked with her arms around her chest: "It's really idle and nothing to do, but what do you see?"

Jing Yan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I haven't seen anything? I've been trapped here."

"Haha...Brother, Uncle Jing, why are you even worse than me?" He would at least fall here if he fell elsewhere.

Jing Yan raised a glance at the surroundings, "It's very strange here. You can smell the blood, but you can't see anything. We have walked three times in it, and it feels like a fantasy, not like an illusion, but more like a mystery. Circumstances, no matter which direction you go, you will always come back here."

Lin Ziyi suddenly looked straight, squinted her handsome eyes and looked around, "In that case, this is a central point."

Jing Yan said, "It can be said that we have all walked to the east, north, and west, and the place to return is still here."

Lin Ziyi asked: "What about the south?"

Jing Yan looked at him and Ning Kexin, "We were about to go south, and we met you."

Lin Ziyi glanced at the position behind him, "We happened to come in from the south."

Lin Zichen said: "The south side is not a student."

Lin Ziyi glanced at Jing Yansheng and said, "Uncle Jing, the school of life is behind you."

"Oh!" Jing Yan turned around and looked at his birth. Behind him was white mist and blurred vision.

He said: "The smell of blood comes from this position behind me. If this is a stranger, it must be very dangerous here."

Lin Ziyi and Lin Zichen both nodded.

Jing Yan raised his foot and walked forward.

Lin Ziyi quickly stopped him: "Uncle Jing, stay calm!"

Jing Yan looked back at him and smiled: "Yier, I'm not in a hurry."

Lin Ziyi smiled and walked towards him, "Uncle Jing, there are still some doubts that have not been solved. There will be a lot of danger in entering life."

Jing Yan stopped in place, waiting for the two brothers to resolve their doubts.

Shengmen is absolutely terrifying, and the strong smell of blood can make people imagine the terrifying scene inside.

Occasionally the wind blew, but it was like the roar of a wild beast, the feeling seemed deafening, but it was not.

That very strange feeling is clearly imprinted on the bottom of people’s hearts. People with poor willpower can have a huge fear in an instant. Once the mind is swallowed by this huge fear, people will be trapped in an illusion. It's hard to wake up again.

This has something to do with the illusion here.

If a person has a story in his heart, he will be immersed in the story and will never be able to wake up until the moment he dies, without knowing where he was born.

This is the horror of natural fantasy.

He and Chen'er have always maintained a high degree of vigilance.

Lin Ziyi smiled and did not speak.

He also walked a few steps forward and glanced at the white misty place.

His eyes were calm and condensed. After looking for a while, he looked back at his brother, pointed to the white misty place, and said, "Brother, you can observe that the speed and direction of the mist rising are different."

Lin Zichen nodded slightly and said in a calm tone: "Not only that, even the surrounding trees are different. There are two side by side in front of you, but four side by side on both sides, and the center of the four trees side by side is foggy. A little thicker, here is the way to go out.

It can be called an illusion. Although it seems to be only a few steps away, it is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. "

Lin Ziyi smiled slightly, "Brother, it seems that what my mother teaches us can be used all the time?"

Jing Yan said, "That's your mother, not someone else."

Lin Ziyi smiled and looked at him: "Uncle Jingyan, I didn't say that it was not my mother, you are nervous."

Jing Yan glared at him slightly, "You, it's skin."

She would rather look at their masters from the sidelines when you say something to me, and don't take this illusion seriously. She suddenly stopped being nervous and scared, and stood quietly beside Lin Zichen without speaking.

Lin Zichen moved a step, she moved a step, Lin Zichen did not leave, she stood quietly beside him.

Lin Zichen glanced at her at the end of his eyes, and said nothing else.

He said: "Yi'er, you use the Yunpo Magical Music Flute to open the way, remember not to go between the four trees. There are four of us. We go to both sides of the tree."

"Yeah!" Lin Ziyi curled her lips slightly and smiled. Brother did what he thought: "Brother, I'm with Uncle Jing, you and Miss Ning, listen to the flute to argue."

"Yeah!" Lin Zichen nodded, and glanced at Ning Kexin next to him at the end of his eyes.

Rather, Xin pulled his sleeve quickly.

Lin Zichen's eyes sank, and she squinted at her hand that was holding her sleeve. He would rather quickly explain: "My lord, I know you don't like to touch others. Don't worry, I just pulled your sleeve, no Will meet you."

"Hehe..." Lin Ziyi smiled when he heard what rather Kexin said.

Rather that Xin is really bold, my brother will definitely be conquered by her.

Jing Yan also glanced at Lin Zichen, to make him be careful, and Lin Ziyi walked to the four trees on the left.

Lin Ziyi looked relaxed, no matter what was in front of him? The big deal is death, as long as you don't die too ugly.

When approaching the first tree, Lin Ziyi blew the Yunpo phantom flute.

Lin Zichen glanced at Ning Kexin beside him, and said, "Follow me!"

Rather, Kexin nodded quickly and replied softly: "Okay!"

The four of them walked outside the four trees, and were soon submerged in thick white fog.

Rather, Kexin has been pulling Lin Zichen's sleeve tightly and not letting go.