The next day, Shi Huan woke up early and prepared to visit Lin Zhong.
When Luo Haoqin used the formation, Lin Zhong was confused by the formation and has not yet woken up.
Although Lin Zhong was just an ordinary person, he usually did his best for them as an assistant, and it was because of himself that he was affected, so Shi Huan could not leave him alone.
I just didn't expect that as soon as Shi Huan stepped out of the door, an uninvited guest came to meet him.
Luo Xinran was walking towards her on high heels, with a proud smile on her red lips.
When she bumped into Shi Huan, Luo Xinran's expression froze for a moment, her eyes widened with disgust, "Where's brother Jiusheng?"
When Shi Huan heard her talking about Brother Jiu Sheng, his eyes became colder and sterner, and he said, "Miss Luo is really haunted."
"Hmph, brother Jiusheng and I have reunited after a long separation, so naturally we want to get together more often."
Luo Xinran raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Huan, with deep disdain in his eyes, and said sarcastically, "A pheasant cannot become a golden phoenix even if it flies on a branch. I advise you to recognize your identity as soon as possible."
Want to compete with her for An Jiusheng? You don’t even want to see if you are worthy!
Shi Huan smiled coldly, exuding a fierce aura, and took a step closer to Luo Xinran, "It is Miss Luo who should recognize her identity. I have married Asheng, and you are just an outsider."
Even if she and An Jiusheng quarreled, it was their business. Luo Xinran wanted to take the opportunity to intervene, so don't even think about it!
Thinking of this, Shi Huan glanced at Luo Xinran warningly, "You'd better stop pestering Asheng, otherwise Miss Luo's mistress name might not sound good if it spreads."
"What a joke, are you threatening me?"
Luo Xinran gritted her teeth and grinned contemptuously, "Everyone will only think that Brother Jiusheng and I are more suitable. Do you really think that you are a veritable Mrs. An?"
Her voice was long and full of teasing.
Luo Xinran was always unwilling to admit Shi Huan's identity. Seeing her using her identity as young lady to suppress her, she felt even more depressed. She deliberately angered Shi Huan and said,
"You don't know, right? Brother Jiu Sheng had dinner with me yesterday."
She blinked her eyes, as if recalling something sweet, her face flushed slightly, she was shy and timid, and her eyes were filled with affection.
Hearing this, Shi Huan remembered the scene he saw in the dining area yesterday, and his face suddenly sank.
Seeing her expression, Luo Xinran was even more proud, covering his chest, "We are reunited after a long separation, and we are a little closer to brother Jiusheng. You don't mind, right?"
Shi Huan looked up at her, coldness flashing in his eyes.
Luo Xinran wore a goose-yellow dress today, which exposed her chest just like the one yesterday. Shi Huan suddenly remembered how close and ambiguous Luo Xinran and An Jiusheng were when they had dinner yesterday.
She was always worried about this, and today Luo Xinran deliberately showed off in front of her, and the anger in her heart suddenly rekindled.
Shi Huan, who was already angry, released a trace of spiritual power from his fingertips and lightly drew a line on Luo Xinran's skirt. Before Luo Xinran could react, she heard a "crash" and the edge of the skirt was torn!
The sound of cracking silk resounded in the silent corridor, which was extremely obvious.
A guest who happened to pass by looked at him curiously and saw Luo Xinran wearing a split long skirt, and her expression became strange.
Luo Xinran's face suddenly turned red. She quickly covered the cracked area and glared at the man. "What are you looking at?"
The guest covered his eyes and left, but the awkward atmosphere still prevailed. Luo Xinran was extremely ashamed and angry, and when he saw Shi Huan's cold and arrogant eyes, he became even more angry.
She stared at Shi Huan angrily, "Are you up to something?"
Shi Huan folded his arms and raised his chin expressionlessly, "The quality of your own clothes is not good, what does it have to do with me?"
Ordinary people cannot see the spiritual power she emits, so Luo Xinran has no idea what happened.
Looking at her innocent eyes, a trace of doubt appeared in Luo Xinran's eyes. Could it be that the quality of her clothes was really poor?
She bought this from a big brand.
Seeing this, Shi Huan gently reminded, "You'd better go back and change quickly, otherwise people will see you and think Miss Luo can't even afford a good dress, which will bring shame to the Luo family."
"you!"
Facing Shi Huan's sarcasm, Luo Xinran was ashamed and angry.
She covered the hem of her skirt and left in a hurry. Shi Huan moved his fingertips and placed a spiritual obstacle in her path.
As Luo Xinran ran, she felt something tripped under her feet and fell to the ground with a thud.
"oops!"
Luo Xinran screamed and fell backwards, losing all grace.
She rubbed her ankle and looked around angrily, "Something tripped me!"
She looked angry, but after searching carefully, she still didn't see anything.
What a bad luck!
Luo Xinran punched the ground bitterly before limping away.
Seeing her embarrassed back disappear, Shi Huan let out a relieved laugh, feeling less blocked in his heart.
She walked to Lin Zhong's room and found the big snow-white bed. Lin Zhong's brows were tightened and his expression was struggling, as if he was in a nightmare.
"Lin Zhong?"
Shi Huan called out softly, but Lin Zhong, who was trapped in a nightmare, did not respond at all and could not hear the words from the outside world at all.
Shi Huan thought for a while, took out the Lingbao, activated the power of the Lingbao, and lit up the whole room.
A faint trace of black energy emerged from the center of Lin Zhong's eyebrows, and was extinguished by the brilliance of the Lingbao. Lin Zhong's eyelashes twitched and he slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing that Lin Zhong was finally awakened, Shi Huan felt happy, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she found that Lin Zhong was holding his head again and kept chanting, "Get out! Get out of my head!"
His expression was painful, as if he was still in a nightmare.
Shi Huan tensed up and quickly tapped Lin Zhong's acupuncture points a few times, watching him close his eyes again, thoughtfully.
Is Lin Zhong's consciousness still imprisoned by the formation?
Shi Huan closed his eyes, released a ray of spiritual power and carefully probed into Lin Zhong's eyebrows, and his consciousness suddenly entered the illusion that imprisoned him.
In the midst of the vastness, Lin Zhong clutched his head and squatted down. A familiar humanoid black mist hovered around him, making a bewitching voice, "Accept me, don't you want to gain power?"
"roll!"
Of course Lin Zhong was unwilling and tried his best to resist the erosion of the black mist.
But the black mist still surrounded him tightly, and repeatedly persuaded him, "As long as you have strength, you will no longer be an ordinary person. You can turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain, and those in Xuanmen are no match for you."
Don’t you want wealth, beauty, power, and even a long life?”
For mortals, the conditions of the black mist are extremely tempting. Lin Zhong's eyes were confused for a moment, but he soon became firm again, "No, you are lying to me, you just want to invade my body!"
He had seen Liu Mingyang controlled by black mist, so he naturally knew that this was not a good thing.
Hearing Lin Zhong's refusal again and again, Heiwu smiled coldly, "If you don't agree, you will only die in the illusion in the end. Everything I said is true. As long as you are obedient, you will get
Power. Have you ever heard of the Yinsha Ghost Gate?"