Every day the puppet is playing dead

What happened to Yun Zixiao in the illusion, Chongyu outside didn't know.

Chong Yu only knows one thing, and that is that Yun Zixiao looks like a high-altitude flower, but in fact this high-altitude flower is stupid, and he succeeded in deceiving him several times;

Now in the illusion, I am afraid that Yun Zixiao will be easily deceived by the "illusion".

He had to quickly find the cocoon that wrapped Yun Zixiao and rescue him.

Otherwise, after a long time, if Yun Zixiao was trapped in the illusion and didn't make it through, and a beautiful woman turned into a puddle of blood, Chong Yu would cry to death.

In the sea of ​​flowers, Chongyu did not find it smoothly.

Without a reference, Chongyu couldn't tell the direction. He stumbled and stumbled, and when he didn't pay attention, he was stumbled several times by the roots of the flowers in the mirror spreading below.

After repeating the same mistake several times, Chongyu stopped.

With a sullen face, he picked up a translucent rhizome with his toes, only then did he realize a problem——

This sea of ​​flowers is actually flowers on a vine.

At first, Chongyu thought that this sea of ​​flowers was composed of individual flowers, but now it seems that he is wrong.

"As expected of a flower in the mirror."

Chongyu realized that the flower in the mirror not only deceives people with hallucinations, but also deceives people with disguise.

This thing may not be as simple as others think.

Chong Yu's eyebrows twitched when he thought of the abnormality on the spider spirit's back.

He intuited that the anomaly was related to the flower in the mirror.

With thoughts on her mind, Chongyu speeded up her search, and finally found a cocoon before she was about to accept her fate.

The white cocoon stood quietly in the sea of ​​flowers, motionless.

Seeing the cocoon, Chong Yu was overjoyed. He went straight to the cocoon and shouted:

"Yun Zixiao?"

Cocoon didn't respond.

"Fuck, Yun Zixiao, are you really a puddle?"

Chong Yu was so anxious that he swears.

Yun Zixiao was born with a sword heart, and his cultivation was one of the best, if he really died in this foggy forest...

That really is "violent waste".

Not daring to hesitate, Chong Yu took out her sword, trying to cut open the cocoon.

But after stabbing with the sword in his hand for a long time, Chongyu found that he just couldn't break through.

The spider silk woven into the cocoon has undergone some changes, and it is extremely resilient, and it cannot be cut open from the outside with a hard object.

Chongyu suddenly realized.

No wonder the spider spirit is not afraid of him looking for the cocoon.

Because with him alone, he couldn't open the cocoon at all.

The only way to break the cocoon is to melt the cocoon with the saliva of the spider spirit.

"Yun Zixiao!"

Seeing that the sword was useless, Chong Yu slapped the cocoon several times anxiously, trying to shake the whole cocoon.

However, doing so is only a drop in the bucket.

At this time, Chongyu hated for the first time that he knew too little about cultivation, and he was completely useless in the current situation.

She tried her best and couldn't break the small opening in the cocoon in front of her. Chongyu kicked the cocoon in anger, and said to the person inside the cocoon:

"Yun Zixiao, I don't care about you anymore, you can solve it yourself!"

If Yun Zixiao really died here, it would be a big joke in the cultivation world.

Chong Yu gritted his teeth, and shouted the last sentence as if to vent his anger:

"You really are unreliable, you might as well be Yuan Wuxin!"

Can't you?

Although he and Yuan Wuxin haven't been together for a long time, when they are together, Yuan Wuxin can solve any problems by himself.

But when we got here, it's all right now, it's just a simple and cute new "dungeon", it's fine that Yun Zixiao, whose cultivation base is obviously much higher than him, can't help, he still fell into it by himself.

In the game, after Chongyu died, Yuan Wuxin was the only one who "collected his body"——

Really, relying on no one is worse than relying on yourself.

Chong Yu couldn't help sighing.

After saying this, Chong Yu turned around and left, and within two steps, he suddenly heard a strange sound behind him——

"thorn"

Accompanied by a light sound, a gust of cold air rushed from behind.

You must know that the vegetation in the misty forest is lush, and the climate is usually humid and warm, but now the sudden cold air makes people feel creepy.

Chong Yu froze his body, and he looked back, only to see that cocoon in the distance changed its appearance——

Its surface is no longer a round arc, but irregular protrusions.

Something was growing inside, and the cocoon was forced to expand.

"Prickly thorny"

Under Chong Yu's amazed gaze, the cocoon continued to deform, and after a crisp cracking sound, a huge ice edge pierced out from the inside, pointing straight to the sky.

White cold air overflowed from the breach and floated on the ground, freezing frost all the way. At the same time, the cold air spread far away until it reached Chong Yu's feet.

Chong Yu: "..."

He couldn't help shivering, not sure if it was cold.

After there was a breakthrough in the cocoon, the rest became faster and faster.

Smaller ice edges emerged from the cocoon one after another, piercing the cocoon with a few "puchi".

In the next second, the extremely low temperature directly shattered the entire cocoon, and there was a "crash", and the ice crystals were raised one after another.

The Taoist priest in white clothes and white hair appeared in an icy mist.

He held a sword in his hand, his eyes were closed tightly, his silver eyelashes trembled, and there was a red mark between his brows.

His back was straight and his body was spotless, like a fairy, carrying wind and frost, descending into the world.

Standing not far away, Chongyu looked at Yun Zixiao at this moment, and he became insane for a moment. He didn't know whether he should go forward, but his instinct told him that he couldn't go forward at this moment.

Strange, what is he worried about?

Chong Yu was wondering.

In the next second, Chongyu got the answer.

Under Chong Yu's gaze, Yun Zixiao slowly opened his eyes, and there was a red line of blood in his silver-gray pupils, the blood line was not very obvious, and Yun Zixiao didn't notice it either.

He looked at Chong Yu.

Chong Yu looked at him.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Zixiao suddenly appeared in front of Chong Yu, the two of them almost touched their noses, Yun Zixiao asked:

"Yuan Wuxin...who is it?"

Chongyu was taken aback, he didn't expect that Yun Zixiao would suddenly appear in front of him just by blinking his eyes, and the distance between the two was still so close.

He took a step back subconsciously, and then recalling Yun Zixiao's question just now, Chong Yu forced a smile and said:

"It's nothing, just an unrelated person."

"Unrelated persons?"

Yun Zixiao tilted his head, he looked at Chongyu steadfastly, repeated what he said just now, and continued to be indomitable,

"Then why did you mention irrelevant personnel?"

Chong Yu: "..."

When Chongyu opened his mouth to make up another excuse, Yun Zixiao suddenly raised his sword.

That sword was indeed a good sword, with a shimmering cold light, and the sword light reflected the clarity and loneliness like the ice, snow and moonlight of thousands of years.

Yun Zixiao looked at the reflection on the sword for a moment, then put down the sword, and looked at Chongyu with firm eyes, the silver-gray pupils were scorchingly bright, and he said solemnly:

"You said that the essence of the sword lies in sincerity."

Chong Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, he had an ominous premonition.

"You are dishonest."

Yun Zixiao said.

Chong Yu opened his mouth, he suddenly felt powerless.

He said this sentence at the time, but he was just fooling around, but he didn't expect that he would use it on himself today.

Of course he is not sincere, otherwise he would not have fallen to this point.

Chong Yu rubbed his temples, he vaguely noticed something unusual about Yun Zixiao, but he didn't know where it was, so Chong Yu stepped forward and said to Yun Zixiao:

"Since you are fine, here is the mirror you need, let's go, get out of here."

He didn't want to continue to dwell on the previous problems.

He didn't even want a conflict between Yun Zixiao and the spider spirit. No matter which side it was, Chong Yu didn't want anyone to get hurt.

However, what Chong Yu didn't expect was that Yun Zixiao avoided his extended hand and said to Chong Yu:

"Yuan Wuxin, is that Demon Lord?"

Chong Yu: "..."

"You are dishonest."

Yun Zixiao's tone was extremely condemning.

"OK OK."

Knowing that once Yun Zixiao's temper flared up, the eight horses would not be able to pull back, Chong Yu had no choice but to admit it with a broken face,

"That's right, it's the Demon Lord!"

Yun Zixiao's eyes sharpened:

"You know him?"

"I'm a heart demon. Is it strange to know a demon?"

Chong Yu didn't choose what to say, and just found a reason to get along with the demons.

Yun Zixiao was silent, he looked down at the sword with a cold face:

"I will definitely fight him."

"Will you fight or not."

Chong Yu raised his forehead, "Shall we go out and fight again?"

He still tried to trick Yun Zixiao out.

"No. I need to be sincere, so I want to be here and do what I need to do here."

Yun Zixiao said.

Chong Yu frowned:

"what's up?"

"Kill that spider spirit."

Yun Zixiao said.

Hearing this, Chong Yu grabbed Yun Zixiao's wrist with an ugly expression:

"No, you two don't need to fight to the death."

"But before I entered the foggy forest, someone entrusted me to kill her."

Yun Zixiao lowered his eyes faintly, and glanced at Chong Yu's hand holding his wrist.

That hand was cold, slender and powerful, but the strange thing was that it didn't have any calluses, it was smooth and white, like a newborn baby.

Yun Zixiao sighed slightly, he made a decision.

Chong Yu didn't notice that he had aroused Yun Zixiao's suspicion, but continued to ask eagerly:

"Consignment? How much? I can give it to you, can't you give up that commission?"

Yun Zixiao shook his head and said:

"I took nothing from that man."

Chong Yu: "Then why..."

"Oh? It's so strange, let me hear, who is going to kill me?"

A familiar female voice sounded.

Chong Yu was startled, he looked up towards the direction of the source of the female voice, and saw that the spider spirit had arrived at some point, and she was slowly crawling over from the shadow above, climbing a spider thread.

The spider spirit smiled coldly, she looked at Chong Yu, her eyes were no longer as warm as before, but indifferent:

"It seems that you have chosen your station."

Obviously, based on the current situation, the spider spirit believes that Chongyu has "abandoned" his identity as a monster, and is obsessed with it, choosing "human".

That being the case, the spider spirit believes that there is no need to expect Chong Yu anymore because of her status as a "cub".

In this regard, Chongyu could only reply to the spider spirit with a wry smile:

"Feel sorry."

The spider spirit ignored Chong Yu's apology, she looked at Yun Zixiao with provocative eyes:

"I thought you, a pedantic and old-fashioned old man, would be addicted to the illusion to death."

Yun Zixiao was silent, he suddenly turned his head to look at Chong Yu who was standing beside him, and said in a low voice:

"True is false and false is true, false is true and true is false. Some people, even if there is no illusion, he is still ready to lie to others for a lifetime."

Chong Yu: "..."

Feeling guilty, he looked up at Yun Zixiao, dared not speak, and finally let go of the hand that had been holding Yun Zixiao before.

The touch on the wrist disappeared, Yun Zixiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was stern, he raised his head, looked at the spider spirit in mid-air, his voice became colder:

"It looks like the two of us need to duel."

The spider spirit smiled charmingly, and she grabbed the spider silk with her eight claws, and each thread was stretched tightly:

"Okay, last time I had some scruples and let you get it first, now I want to see who will die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound of "噗" silk plucking in the air, and the overwhelming spider silk from top to bottom rushed towards the two people below;

At the same time, the blue blood line on the back of the spider spirit suddenly lit up, and the rhizome of the flower in the mirror below began to twist like a living thing as if it had been summoned, and quickly entangled Yun Zixiao and Chong Yu.

Yun Zixiao stood on the spot, his mind was completely on the spider spirit, his aura had been condensed to the extreme, all the attacks around him were dispensable to him, he was waiting, waiting for that The most correct moment.

And at the moment when the spider web and the roots under his feet were about to touch Yun Zixiao, Yun Zixiao was like a bow that was pulled into a full moon, his strings reached the extreme, so he made that earth-shattering blow——

His whole body was surrounded by sword energy, and the tip of the sword pointed at the position of the spider spirit. It was steady and ruthless, and the moment he swung the sword, it rolled up the petals of the white flowers in the mirror all over the sky.

Chongyu wanted to see Yun Zixiao's sword clearly, but this sword was more domineering than Yun Zixiao's before. The sword light swayed a stream of light, and the sword intent was no longer as pure as before, but Full of killing intent, the domineering Jian Guang forced Chong Yu to close his eyes.

"Om-"

A sword groaned, and when Chong Yu opened his eyes again, he saw the white petals around him slowly falling, Yun Zixiao flicked his wrist, and retracted the sword into the scabbard.

And the spider spirit in mid-air fell to the ground, its temples were disheveled, and large streams of blood flowed down its shoulders, staining the nearby flowers red.

Chong Yu subconsciously took a few steps towards the spider spirit, but when the spider spirit raised his head and Chong Yu met the spider spirit's fierce eyes, he abruptly stopped moving forward.

The strength gap between the spider spirit and Yun Zixiao is too far away, Yun Zixiao is an existence that can crush the spider spirit.

If it was normal, the spider spirit would definitely avoid Yun Zixiao.

But with the flower in the mirror, the spider was careless. She thought that Yun Zixiao had already been affected by the flower in the mirror, so she must have lost some strength;

But she didn't expect that the illusion would not only make people weak, but it would also arouse the most hidden desires in the heart.

Have desire, or let people find a flaw;

Either drive people crazy.

And madness makes people more powerful, doesn't it?

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the spider spirit sneered:

"It's amazing, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

She reached out to touch the eggs in her abdomen, but when she reached out, she found that the remaining eggs in her abdomen had already fallen off.

The spider spirit was stunned for a moment, she showed a sad expression, and said in a low voice:

"Forget it. It's just a pity, my husband..."

Yun Zixiao interrupted the spider spirit's soliloquy with an indifferent face:

"How long are you going to lie to yourself?"

The spider spirit raised her head, she frowned:

"what?"

"You ate your husband and fled into the Misty Forest."

Yun Zixiao said coldly,

"It was your husband's mother who entrusted me to kill you."