Mysterious Realm Trial (Eight)

  Just as Fengri Xi's mind was in a state of confusion and she couldn't figure out her current situation, Xie Youwu apparently didn't want to give her time to slowly digest it, grabbing her right hand and saying, "Let's go..."

  "Run! Where are you going?!" Looking at the unclear situation, Xi Yue was dragged by herself to run wildly, and her figure gradually disappeared into the wind.

  "It doesn't matter where you go! Just leave Ling Xiao Sect first!" Xie Wu Yan's expression was cold and calm with a hint of warmth that was almost imperceptible. He spoke slowly and steadily, "If you don't leave now, you will never have another chance..."

  "Wait, Master Wuyun... what exactly happened here?" Fengli Xi asked with a serious expression, shaking his head.

  If her memory didn't fail her, Shan Jiu Ling had never violated the sect rules and been thrown into the dungeon before.

  Who can tell her... what's going on?!

  She should be in a place of great uncertainty, searching for a huge opportunity, why would she appear here?!

  If all these experiences weren't an illusion, then what would they be?

  "This isn't the time to talk about that, just follow me out first...” Upon hearing this, Xi Yue Wu Jing quietly gazed at Feng Li Xi, and in those light purple eyes of hers, it seemed like there was a burning flame, yet she only looked at him lightly, but Feng Li Xi already felt his face turn red and extremely uncomfortable.

  "No... if Master Shu doesn't make it clear, I... Shan Jiu Ling will stay here permanently and not leave..." Feng Li Xi said slowly, shaking her head firmly.

  Since it's unclear about the current situation, the best strategy is to use stillness to control movement and consider non-action as a response to all changes.

  "You... are you leaving or not?" Xī Yuè Wǔ Yú furrowed her delicate eyebrows, a hint of bitterness that was hard to detect in her cold and stern voice.

  "Not..." This time, Fengri Xi didn't hesitate again, quickly spitting out a single word.

  "You're going today, whether you like it or not! You can't stay!" With a fierce grip, she tightly grasped Feng Rixi's wrist, and Xi Yuezhi showed no signs of compromise.

  Feeling her wrist being tightly gripped to the point of pain, Feng Rixi couldn't help but struggle, yet unexpectedly, Xue Wuxuan seemed not to have noticed at all, still stubbornly holding her hand tightly, disregarding whether that fair skin would be imprinted with purple bruises due to his roughness...

  Seeing this, Fengli Xi also got angry...

  Once, twice, thrice... it's always like this...

  Although she knew that the actions of Xi Yue Wu and even Lao Zu were all for her sake, however, Feng Li Xi hated their behavior of disregarding others' will and forcibly instilling thoughts and decisions into her.

  She is a living person! Not an animal, nor a machine. She also has thoughts and the right to choose.

  Just as he was struggling, Fengli Xi suddenly felt something was off.

  The fingertips of Xī Yuè Wǔ Yú's dance were abnormally cold, and her palms kept breaking out in a cold sweat...

  He gazed at his exquisite and unparalleled face again, still handsome and unmatched, but with a hint of melancholy mixed in his pale complexion...

  What's going on?!

  Is something wrong with Xie Yu's body?!

  However, it seems that she didn't mention in her original work that Xi Xuan's body would have problems.

  Since it can't be figured out, Feng Li Xi gave up.

  She directly grasped Xi Yue's wrist and took her pulse in detail...

  "You... Shifu... you..." As time went on, Feng Lixue's eyebrows involuntarily furrowed together. In the increasingly cold gaze of Xi Yue, she finally found her voice, "You... when did you lose your Yuan Yang?!"

  As far as she knew, Xi Yue Wu in the original work was God's favorite from start to finish, and practicing the secret method that relied on Yuanyang True Body made him even more powerful. With his cultivation, others wanting to peek at his Yuanyang True Body might not be so easy a task.

  Just now, from her pulse diagnosis, it is clear that Xi Yue Wu Yu's yuan yang has been broken, which is an undeniable fact. Moreover, from the pulse condition, Xi Yue Wu Yu was severely drained by someone...

  Nowadays, the only reason that can be explained clearly is probably...

  It's sweet and willing to be someone's wife...

  Who is that person?!

  Could it be Mo Junya?!

  Apart from the female lead Mo Junya, Feng Li Xi couldn't think of anyone else who could make the high and mighty Xie Wu Yan lower his posture like this, willing to give up everything for her...

  "Bang... Bang... Bang..." At this moment, a crisp applause echoed in the cell, and soon, Mo Junya walked out of the darkness, still wearing a white dress.

  There is no difference between the appearance in memory and now, only that Mo Junya, who used to wear a girl's dress, has now put up her hair high and dressed like a woman.

  When she saw the newcomer, Xi Yue unconsciously blocked Feng Li in her subconscious mind.

  "Mo Junya, what are you doing here?" Xie Yuxin asked coldly.

  "Shan Jiu Ling, I'm afraid you won't have another chance to leave this place!" Upon hearing this, Mo Jun Ya smiled sweetly and seductively, saying "Think about it, your ancestors and father were all traitors who died without a whole body. You're just a weak and small woman, even if you escape, what can you do? It's better to die, and that'll be the end of it!"

  What?!

  Are both Dad and Grandpa dead?!

  No... absolutely impossible!

  She can't even remember arranging their deaths this way!

  Illusion, illusion, this must be another illusion...

  A comforting self-consolation that cannot be settled in one's heart...

  As soon as the words fell, Mo Junya shifted her gaze to Xi Yue Wu without a trace and asked faintly, "You say, am I right or not? Husband..."

  Mo Junya deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "husband" and everyone present was stunned.

  "Die?! You haven't died yet, why should I die?" Having calmed down, Feng Li Xi walked out from behind Xue Wu's back and secretly increased his spiritual power, preparing to strike Mo Jun Ya with one blow.

  But little did I expect----

  Fengli Xi only now discovered that her dantian's spiritual energy was empty and hollow, as she had already lost even half a point of cultivation...

  It was as if Mo Junya knew what Feng Lixi was thinking, and she smiled again, walking slowly to Feng Lixi's front, affectionately attaching herself to her ear and whispering softly for a while.

  At the sound of Mo Junya's words, Feng Li Xi suddenly widened her eyes in shock, her face filled with unspeakable astonishment...

  Just as Feng Li Xi was about to ask something, at this moment, all the scenes changed completely in an instant, just like before...

  When Fengli Xi opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the secret room of Wú Cháng Jìng Dì, and at this time, she had already walked out of the exit of the first pass.

  Looking back on everything I just experienced, Feng Li patted his chest and thought, "It's an illusion, it must be an illusion."

  Thinking of this, Feng Li Xi felt relieved.

  Just then, a sudden flash of white light appeared in front of her eyes.

  I'm afraid it's probably an optical phenomenon produced by the opening of space...

  Just as Xi was about to move forward and put the space into his pocket, the originally tightly closed secret room door suddenly opened again...

  A sudden surprise in the wind.

  Isn't it possible that someone else besides her has broken in here today?!

  If she came here today on purpose, then was the comer intentional or unintentional?! Or did they accidentally stumble upon it?!

  Just as he was perplexed, a slender figure covered in blood suddenly appeared in Feng Li's line of sight...

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