After Ye Xiaochuan avoided Qingsiluo's attack, he found that Qingsiluo suddenly disappeared again. He felt doubtful again and asked Situ Feng in his mind what kind of magic weapon Qingsiluo was?
Situ Feng said: "The Thread of Love was a relatively famous and special magic weapon in the era I lived in. It is said to be made from the water mithril unique to the arctic ice land and mixed with a variety of extremely rare materials.
Threads are then stretched into threads, which are very thin, like human hair, but extremely strong.”
Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "I didn't ask how it was refined. I asked you, why did this thing suddenly lose its trace? My spiritual consciousness is already very powerful, and I can't find any trace of it."
Situ Feng said: "Didn't it disappear? The love thread has always been wrapped around Mo Xiaoti's hand. As long as the true energy is pressed, it will appear immediately. As soon as the true energy is withdrawn, the aura will converge and become transparent in an instant.
Color. So you can’t see it with your naked eyes, and it’s hard for your spiritual consciousness to detect its existence.”
"I see!"
When Ye Xiaochuan suddenly realized this, he felt a light but persistent fragrance coming to his nostrils.
This aroma was familiar to him. After smelling it, he immediately felt a little hot all over his body. Wasn't it the strange aroma that almost made him lose his mind just now?
Ye Xiaochuan felt angry and funny in his heart, knowing that it was Mo Xiaoti's trick to charm people again, and maybe this scent was the infamous Yin Yang He Huan San in rumors.
Yin Yang Hehuan Powder is indeed the secret medicine of the best boudoir in the world. Even though Chang Sheng Jue absorbs and devours the power of the medicine, Ye Xiaochuan still feels a little dazed. Smelling the delicious fragrance, he feels like he is in a field of flowers.
When he looked up, Ye Xiaochuan was surprised to find that there were actually flower petals. Countless unknown petals fell from the sky. They were colorful, just like the strange flowers sprinkled by the Nine Heavens Fairy in the heavenly palace. Ye Xiaochuan was a little dazed, and stretched out his hand to pinch it.
He saw a petal falling in front of him. It was very real. He smelled it between his nose, and a faint fragrance floated into his body from the petals. He felt that all the veins in his body were extremely comfortable.
A laughter like a silver bell came from the ears. Mo Xiaoti, who had exposed shoulders and arms, had bright eyes, white teeth, and charming eyes. The water in his eyes was flowing, making him look like he was fragile and needed the protection of a strong man at all times.
Ye Xiaochuan's saliva immediately flowed down. He felt that the woman in front of him should be the most beautiful fairy in the world. Even at this moment, he really had the urge to die for this woman.
It is said that heroes have a hard time with beauty. Ye Xiaochuan is neither a hero nor a gentleman. His lustful nature was undoubtedly exposed by the charm and thaumaturgy of the Acacia sect.
Mo Xiaoti's shy look made Ye Xiaochuan's heart beat fast.
Mo Xiaoti smiled tenderly and said: "Brother Xiaochuan, why are you still holding the sword? Why don't you throw it away? This little girl will not let her brother down."
Countless people were dumbfounded. This competition on Arena No. 9 was really thrilling, with twists and turns.
At the beginning, Mo Xiaoti made his first sneak attack and almost succeeded, but was defused by Ye Xiaochuan.
Then Ye Xiaochuan was wrapped into a huge ball by countless weird white tentacles. When everyone thought Ye Xiaochuan was going to lose, he actually broke through the restraints.
With an all-out counterattack, Mo Xiaoti's arrogance was suppressed to the minimum. Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was about to win, the two people on the stage suddenly stopped fighting.
Then, in full view of everyone, Mo Xiaoti asked Ye Xiaochuan to throw away the fairy sword in his gentle and charming manner, but Ye Xiaochuan really threw it away without hesitation.
Wu Feng was like a piece of garbage abandoned by his owner. He fell on the stone slab at Ye Xiaochuan's feet with a clang, and then his eyes seemed to be filled with a blazing flame as he slowly walked towards Mo Xiaoti.
Mo Xiaoti was extremely happy and walked towards Ye Xiaochuan, but everyone saw that her smile was so cold.
Countless disciples of Cangyun Sect shouted loudly, trying to wake up Ye Xiaochuan who had been possessed by the charm, but no matter how they shouted, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to be unable to hear the sounds around him at all.
Baili Yuan jumped angrily and stopped the screaming Xiaochi, saying: "Stop screaming, this guy is just a little pervert. I have already guessed that if he meets a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he will definitely be embarrassed!"
Everyone knew that Ye Xiaochuan in the ring had been possessed by the Hehuan sect's magic. Even Yun Qiyou, who had always had confidence in Ye Xiaochuan, looked disappointed at this moment.
Under the jade biscuit, Yu Jizi's face became very strange again. He sighed and said, "The Hehuan sect's charming and miraculous arts are indeed well-deserved. Master, your Buddhist sect pays most attention to cultivating the mind. I don't know how to deal with such cunning tricks."
Is there any way to deal with it?"
No matter what Master Kongyuan says, he always likes to recite Amitabha at the beginning. This is a common problem among Buddhist disciples.
After proclaiming the Buddha's name, he said: "To deal with the art of enchanting people's hearts, our Buddhist and Taoist methods are similar. The Taoist method of holding the Yuan Shouyi and locking the Qi mechanism is the same as the Buddhist method of the four elements are empty and all things are obstacles.
A truth."
Fairy Yimiao from the north smiled and said: "Brother Yujizi, it seems that Ye Xiaochuan under your sect has a very unstable mind. The master is right. Any disciple with a firmer mind will notice it even if he is charmed.
And Ye Xiaochuan from the noble sect seems to have completely lost his true heart..."
Yujizi's face looked a little ugly, especially after seeing the proud look on Fairy Yimiao's face and the trace of gloating on Qiankunzi's face, he decided to give some good lectures to some Ye when he went back tonight.
Xiaochuan. Taoist Yunhe on the side also felt that Ye Xiaochuan was really embarrassed by the Cangyun Sect when he was charmed in the ring. He planned to punish him to continue thinking over the cliff after returning to Cangyun. This time it would not be three times.
A month is so simple, but it takes at least ten years of facing the wall to temper this kid's mind.
But at this moment, something strange happened on Arena No. 9.
The two people gradually approached, and when the distance was less than five feet, when Mo Xiaoti had secretly controlled the menstrual wheel to appear on Ye Xiaochuan's back, a change occurred.
I saw Ye Xiaochuan laughing loudly, brushing off his previous demented attitude, and stepped forward, his hands were like dragon claws, and his right hand was as fast as lightning to grab Mo Xiaoti who was close at hand.
Mo Xiaoti was shocked and it was too late to retreat. He leaned his body to avoid Ye Xiaochuan's dragon claw hand.
However, just after escaping, Mo Xiaoti felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder before he could rejoice.
Her white skirt exposed her left shoulder and arm. Ye Xiaochuan's other hand had already blocked Mo Xiaoti's escape route. The moment Mo Xiaoti stepped away, it had already fallen into Ye Xiaochuan's hand.
Within the attack range of the Dragon Claw Hand.
Ye Xiaochuan grabbed Mo Xiaoti's shoulders with one hand and her left arm with the other. He shook Mo Xiaoti hard from above his head and threw her behind him, but his two hands were still firm.