Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 675 I'll take you out and we'll go back to the Metaverse

A voice sounded from the depths of her consciousness, "Hahahaha, he can't hear it, so don't worry."

The voice was familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was, as if the memory deep in her mind was sealed.

"Who are you, and why are you harming him?"

"I'll give you whatever you want. Please don't hurt him."

Hahaha, you see, you still have feelings for him, but you just buried it deep in your heart. It's really interesting.

At this point the voice stopped abruptly.

No matter how hard Mu Huayan tried to use her spiritual power, she couldn't help relieve his pain. She could only helplessly hold him and call out his name.

"Song Yunmo, we just got married, you can't have any problems. You promised me that you would stay with me forever and spend our youth together."

"You can't break your promise."

Song Yunmo felt very painful when he heard her sobbing. He tried hard to fight against the evil spirit and stroked her hair with trembling hands.

"I, I'm fine."

When he woke up, he realized that they were now in an illusion. If they didn't find a way to wake up Mu Huayan, they would be completely sealed here and would never be able to get out.

"But if the price of all this is to be trapped here forever, I am willing to do it."

Mu Huayan didn't understand what he meant, and kept wiping the sweat off his forehead. She saw her own shadow in his eyes, and his eyes were full of love, but his expression was full of reluctance and sadness.

"Song Yunmo, idiot, don't worry, we won't separate."

She held his face and gently touched the corner of his mouth to calm his emotions. For a moment, Song Yunmo admitted that he had fallen into it again.

A warm touch wandered around his neck and collarbone, and a biting pain came from his heart. Song Yunmo immediately pulled her away.

Her body temperature kept rising, and she looked at her with fiery eyes. When she could no longer endure, her red dress slipped off.

Song Yunmo immediately turned around, grabbed his clothes and put them on her.

"No, this is an illusion, understand?"

Mu Huayan shook her head and threw herself into his arms again, hugging him, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know that this is our new place to stay in the future."

Song Yunmo was dumbfounded again, until a touch of warmth locked his lips again, testing him again and again, making him linger on the edge of sanity and loss of control.

This is clearly an illusion, but he wants to stay here forever, forever and ever, with her. But what is fake is fake after all.

Looking at Mu Huayan who was knocked unconscious by him, he gently stroked her rosy face, feeling extremely reluctant to let her go, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"Mu Huayan, I'll take you out and we'll go back to the Metaverse."

Perhaps it was because of the impact of the evil spirit on her meridians that caused blood circulation to become blocked, and scarlet blood dripped onto her face.

"Song Yunmo, didn't I tell you to come find me?"

"W-why haven't you come yet?"

Song Yunmo's first reaction was that it was over. At this moment, both of them were disheveled, but he couldn't help her get dressed, so he picked her up. As soon as he put her down, he felt endless anger.

"Song Yunmo!!"

Snapped!Snapped!

Two slaps hit him hard on the left and right sides of his face. He touched his face and knelt down beside the bed in grievance. It was obviously she who was controlled, which led to what happened just now.

"I'm sorry, but I swear, I, Song Yunmo, am innocent and have never had any affair with you..."

"Shut up!"

Mu Huayan walked out from behind the screen, already dressed, half-knelt down and lifted his chin, "Song Yunmo, you..."

But as soon as she touched him, she recalled everything that had just happened. Her brain instantly started to smoke, her expression became dazed, and she subconsciously glanced at the bloody teeth marks on his chest.

He was unwilling to believe that it was his own doing, so he chased Song Yunmo out and sat in the corner, refusing to come out.

Song Yunmo couldn't help but smile, knocked on the door, and comforted her, "Don't reflect on it anymore, that wasn't you, that was you who lost your memory."

But her face was still as red as the morning glow, and her whole face was buried in her arms. If she could find out who set up the illusion, she would definitely not let him off.

"You turn around and take ten steps forward."

Hearing the request, Song Yunmo obeyed, "I'm ready, come out now."

"I sensed the scent of the petals here, so I took the initiative to join the game just now."

She took a few steps forward and handed him his clothes. Song Yunmo looked at the clothes in his arms, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"You tore my shirt."

Mu Huayan got angry after hearing this, so she walked up to him and snatched the clothes from his hand. After checking for a long time, she found no damage.

"Song Yunmo, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Song Yunmo grabbed her wrist, no matter how she struggled, it was useless. A warm hug made her break down, and he whispered helplessly in her ear,

"If I am not the Human Emperor and you are not Mu Huayan, does that mean we can stay together?"

After hearing this, Mu Huayan pondered for a long time. If that were the case, the two of them would have gotten married and had their own family long ago. But fate played tricks on them.

She lost her loved ones again and again, endured this great pain again and again, and experienced the so-called pain of love again and again.

Mu Huayan hugged him and patted his back gently. Love could not be erased by spiritual power, it was just buried deep in her heart.

"Okay, idiot, everything under the sun..."

Before he could finish his words, a force suddenly became agitated, the illusion collapsed, and the surrounding environment changed. The two of them were now on a street in Jiulong Fairy Mountain.

Mu Huayan felt as if something was about to rush out of her body. She was in great pain. Song Yunmo looked at her distressedly.

"what happened?"

Three phantoms of petals emerged from her body, representing anger, love, and desire respectively. In just a moment, the three phantoms immediately dissipated.

Another petal appeared along with it. Song Yunmo felt joy and excitement when he touched it. Mu Huayan looked at the petal in her palm.

Unexpectedly, a space opened up behind her and a sharp arrow shot out. Song Yunmo protected the person behind him and raised his hand to deploy a shield.

when!

The sharp arrow hit the shield with a loud friction sound. Song Yunmo raised his left hand slightly, and the shield turned into flames and swallowed the sharp arrow.

"Song Yunmo, you are not dead."

Wen Qin'er looked at Song Yunmo angrily, and was particularly jealous of the woman next to him.

"Thanks to the Pavilion Master's concern, I am still alive and well."

Mu Huayan put away the petals and walked to Song Yunmo, holding his hand, interlocking their fingers, and boasting: "Wen Qiner, you are really good at it."

"And what exactly is the conspiracy between your Huoyun Pavilion and Yuhua Valley?"

"You can't hide those little tricks you play in secret from us."

Wen Qin'er stared at her fiercely, her whole body filled with anger. How could she care about these things? She realized it belatedly, "You, you are Mu Huayan!"

"So what if it's me? You still haven't been able to catch me."

"But you are smart in using the petals to arrange the layout. It's a pity that it is now in my possession."

Mu Huayan took off her disguise and revealed her true face. Wen Qin'er was already furious, and now she was so beautiful in person.

To describe her as stunningly beautiful is to say that she is more beautiful than the whole country, and the hatred and unwillingness have reached the peak.

"Mu Huayan, I have been looking for you for a long time. I am here to repay Lingze Tianzun's life."

"If the Taoist master and everyone else didn't believe me, you! You wouldn't be able to survive until now."

Mu Huayan felt relieved when she saw her angry look, so she stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Yunmo on the face, saying, "You're going to piss me off to death."

Wen Qin'er gritted her teeth in anger, the longbow she was holding tightly had cracks on it, and the spiritual power bursting out from her palms exploded in all directions.

"Mu Huayan, I will definitely kill you in front of him!"