The underground palace goes deeper and deeper, and it is winding and winding, but there is only one way.
Soon, we arrived at an empty place.
There are stone walls all around, which are uneven and covered with strange symbols, extending inward with no end in sight.
The air was filled with a floral fragrance, which was very strong and pungent. Looking for the smell, it seemed to be coming from the left side.
Xie Weiran frowned and glanced around. There was a mural carved on the wall to the left of where he was standing.
He stretched out his hand and raised the flame that way.
The person in the painting is a woman picking peach blossom branches in her hands. She is dressed in red and has a graceful figure. Her eyebrows are affectionate. The flower in her hand is originally in the shape of a peach blossom, but it is so bright that it looks like blood.
color.
The young man looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
Almost at the moment he turned around, the woman on the wall blinked her eyes. She seemed to be very confused. Her eyes rolled around and then closed again.
The flame in the palm of his hand suddenly pulsed slightly, the boy's steps slowed down, and his obsidian eyes stared fixedly at something.
Suddenly, the boy's figure disappeared from the place and reappeared next to the wall.
He flicked his fingers, and a strong wind flew past, leaving a series of fine traces on the wall.
"ah!"
The person on the wall was slapped down and fell heavily to the ground, screaming in pain. Before the woman in red could react, a cold sword stabbed at her.
Just as he was about to be stabbed, white mist suddenly rose in the underground palace, blocking Xie Weiran's sight.
When I opened my eyes again, I arrived at a gorgeously decorated room. What I saw was overwhelming red, red silk grosgrain, mandarin ducks and red candles, a warm and inviting atmosphere.
The young man suddenly turned his wrist, summoned the cold sword, and alerted his surroundings.
After the red gauze, a woman suddenly walked out, wearing a red dress, long hair shawl, and a gorgeous appearance.
The woman walked towards the boy, her red lips curved, and said with a smile: "This husband is tired, come and have a rest."
Xie Weiran frowned.
As soon as she appeared, that unpleasant fragrance appeared in the air.
Xie Weiran looked at her with a solemn expression and did not answer. He pointed his cold sword at the woman, as if he would kill her immediately with just one word from her.
Seeing his indifference, the woman in red was not moved at all, and the smile on her face deepened.
A folding fan suddenly appeared in her hand. The surface of the fan was a blooming peach blossom, and the fan bones were made of polygonatum.
The woman held a peach blossom fan in her hand and shook it twice, and the fan bones made a pleasant sound.
The woman smiled and approached Xie Weiran and said, "Mr. Sir, why are you so nervous? There is no one else here. I just want to talk to you."
As she spoke, the woman in red opened her clothes more and twisted her curves to show her most beautiful features.
She is a succubus.
She has been boasting of her good looks for thousands of years. Today she saw a man who was more beautiful than her for the first time. How could she let it go?
Her charm skills have reached the level of proficiency. Once the other person takes one more look at her, they will be eager to be intimate with them.
She had long been salivating over the handsome young man in front of her, wishing she could crush him immediately and love him so much.
"Lang Jun~"
The woman's voice was so charming that her eyes would make her water drop, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak, captivating her soul.
The faint fragrance flowing in the room is undoubtedly catalytic. Normal people will become confused in less than three seconds.
The woman calculated the time accurately and slowly approached him.
Xie Weiran's eyes flashed with coldness.
With a twist of his wrist, the cold sword suddenly stabbed the woman's neck.
The woman quickly raised her hand and put the folding fan on her neck.
"boom--"
The cold sword stabbed the fan, causing sparks to fly.
Seeing this, Xie Weiran flicked his wrist and stabbed his chest again.
The woman quickly turned around to resist.
This sword is too sharp. Although the fan is hard, it still cannot block the edge of the sword.
The woman felt pain and quickly let go of her hand.
With a "pop!" sound, the fan fell to the ground.
The peach blossom pattern on the fan handle also burst into pieces, and the woman in red's face changed, "How come you don't know how to pity the beauty and cherish the jade!"
Damn it!
Why is Tao Zuixiang useless to him?!
There were faint cracks in the space, and the young man became more determined in his thoughts. He walked towards the woman step by step.
When the woman in red saw the young man walking towards her, she thought she still had a chance, so her eyes burst into tears and she cried pitifully in pain.
The next second, a sword was stabbed into her chest, and blood spurted out, splattering all over the floor.
Woman in red: "..."
The succubus was wiped out, the space was shattered, and Xie Weiran returned to the underground palace.
The boy exhaled, and the unpleasant smell finally disappeared.
"It's quite fast."
A mocking voice came from behind, and Sun Pingmi walked over.
He looked at the wooden sign in Xie Weiran's hand and knew that he had passed the most difficult level and was the first among all the disciples to come out.
Xie Weiran glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and walked out.
Sun Pingmi shouted: "There is still one level that I have not passed."
Xie Weiran stopped.
"The mission is complete when you have to go deep into the underground palace to get the spiritual frost arrow from the master of the underground palace."
There was no such item in the actual trial, but Sun Pingmi thought to himself, doesn't he love showing off his strength the most? It wouldn't hurt to add one more item.
In the end, if you die in those institutions, it will be worth it.
"I'll get it myself." Xie Weiran said coldly.
"I'll take you there." Sun Pingmi said.
Xie Weiran did not refuse.
The two of them walked to another path one behind the other.
Soon we arrived at the entrance to the secret room of the underground palace. There was a mirror placed in front of the entrance. Xie Weiran glanced at it when he passed by, and Sun Pingmi reminded him with a smile.
"This is the illusion mirror, a mirror that pleases people. It can see what you want most in your heart..."
Xie Weiran heard his words and said nothing.
When he reached the entrance, he was about to step down the stone steps with one foot when a "bang" sound suddenly came from behind him.
Xie Weiran turned his head, and the man he had just introduced was already standing in front of the mirror unable to walk, with an inexplicable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Xie Weiran: "..."
Somehow, the young man changed his direction and walked to the mirror.
He bent his knuckles slightly and touched the storage ring on his left hand with his right hand. What he wanted most...
Facing the mirror, what he wanted soon appeared in it. It was indeed almost the same as what he had in mind, but he would not be obsessed.
Xie Weiran was about to retract his thoughts when in an instant, the scene in the mirror changed. The place he was standing was already the Luoyue Palace that he was most familiar with.
The person he most wanted to see was half-lying on the desk where he often taught him to write. His snow-white fairy robe was half untied, and his whole body was covered with messy red ropes. His black hair was scattered behind his back and covered the table. His face was crimson, and he was looking at him with blurred eyes.
.
The woman bit her lip slightly and begged for mercy: "Ran'er...Xiaoran...let's let my teacher go today."
The other end of the red rope is in his hand.
The young man's eyes were deep, and something seemed to break through the shackles in his heart.
Madness spreads.
The red eyes and crystal tears... made the young man suddenly have evil thoughts.
His fingers trembled slightly, he raised his fingertips, tightened the red rope, and his voice was hoarse.
"Don't let go."
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[Ding! The system update is completed and is back online.]
In the bamboo house, Zhu Yu was lying on the floor with her eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly, a round and rolling object crashed into her arms and rubbed against her.
888:【Yubao! Xiaoba is back!】
[Author's digression]: Red Rope Play~ If Sihasha likes it, write something later~~
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