MTL - Cultivating to Become a Great Celestial-Chapter 101 : Never leave

The ambiguous and provocative words in Mozun's words made Su Dingyun creepy.

Maybe she felt that she couldn't move stiff like wood. It was too boring. The devil removed the pressure of the soul. He pinned Su Tingyun's hair behind his ears, and then raised a strand of hair with his index finger and rolled it up. It took a long time to say, "I don't want to know who you are. From now on, you will be stunned."

After that, he smiled sideways, "What's your name?"

Somehow, Nightmare had quietly entered the room, it was lying beside the stone bed, and stared at Su Tingyun firmly with a pair of eyes.

Su Zhanyun had hallucinations in front of her eyes, she felt like a dream.

The glamorous woman in the dream had a frost on her face and disdain anyone. But even so, countless people still pursue her, please her, and even fight for her.

But at this time, Su Zingyun heard a voice saying, "Do you know who was the highest among the old monsters who had gone through the robbery period three thousand years ago?"

The voice asked and answered, "It's 熹 光."

"Her charming feats are invincible. The jade girl can't even match her toe."

"Some help her kill, some help her grab the magic weapon, some help her practice, no matter what, she only needs a look, and someone will give it with both hands."

"From today on, you will be the light."

"Xi Guang, how about going outside to make the world more messy today?" Mozun's voice was intimate. When he spoke, his expression was gentle, and his big hand slid down Su Zingyu's cheek, gently stroked her neck, and finally wore it again. She wore a thin dress and kneaded her chest soft.

However, Su Zingyun's eyes had no focus at this time, and she was in a state of loss of soul. This was the nightmare illusion set by him and Shimengyu. The purpose was to make this strange soul behave like the light of three thousand years ago. After training for a while, no one can see the abnormality after going out.

People like puppets couldn't help Mozun, and he took out his hand and watched it was almost time, and asked again, "What's your name?"

Su Dingyun was so confused, she was about to speak, and suddenly felt strange.

There are not so many men who are jealous for her in her life. She does not have so many straightforward claims in her life. She has friends, loved ones, and small partners, and she has given and paid back. Those experiences are completely different from what I saw before.

The dream created by Shimenge is pure black. She plays another beautiful woman in it, but there is a slight coolness in her heart, which has been reminding her that it is not true.

That was not her life.

Someone asked again, "What's your name?"

Su Tingyun murmured, "My name is Su Tingyun."

Mozun's face changed slightly. He glanced down at the nightmare on the bedside, but when he saw the nightmare whine, it seemed both aggrieved and nervous. He even put his front paw on the bedside, and looked up to look at the bed. Su Zingyun lying down, growled at her several times.

The haze of mist covered her whole body, Su Tingyun seemed to be in the rain, and the drizzle moistened her clothes, clinging to her, making her feel cool.

Someone was holding an umbrella for her, some people were holding clean clothes, some people were running aura to block the rain curtain and blow the clouds in the sky.

But she still didn't feel warm and cold.

The voice continued to ask her, "What's your name?"

Su Tingyun's mind was stunned, but she remembered that her name was Su Tingyun. It's not Wei Yun, not Guang Guang, no matter what it looks like, she is just Su Zingyun.

...

Mozun glanced at Meng Xun, and he saw that Meng Xun was standing upright, opened his blood bowl and opening his mouth, a fierce look to bite. He was extremely angry. Shimeng scratched his head and said, "Go down, call Ning Yuan in."

Shimeng yelled out of Shishi with a low cry. After leaving, Shimen was still open, but after a moment of effort, a young man in a black robe came in. He has a ghostly appearance. After entering the door, he stands still. He can't feel his breath or his heartbeat. He exists in the shadows, and his appearance is not real.

"Go and find out if there is such a person as Su Tingyun." Mozun said lightly.

He would like to know that the consciousness remaining in this soul is so strong. What kind of person is the original owner, and the nightmare can not erase her original consciousness to hypnotize it, and it feels very interesting?

Yuan Shen is so powerful that he shouldn't be a nameless person. Why did Su Tingyun never hear the name?

Mozun turned to look at the woman in a thin shirt on the bed. He thought about it and recruited a black woman to repair it. "Go and prepare some women's clothing and jewelry.

Life is too long and boring, you have to have some fun.

Today, those people are above the Shenxian Palace. In order to fight for the sudden emergence of the secret palace key, he did not take any refuge with the upper world monk. The information he received was limited. Make fun of it.

Ah, it's not fake light.

This is 熹 光.

...

Su Tingyun had a nightmare.

When I woke up, I had a splitting headache, and my body was soft without any energy. She sat up hard, only to find that her clothes had been changed, her hair was combed, and the bedside was more like a mirror. She could directly see her current appearance.

It was just that Su Zingyun was totally indifferent to these at this time.

No matter how beautiful this body is, she can't stay for too long. Unlike Wei Yun's body, she will have repulsive force after entering other people's bodies for a long time. When she was on Xiaomei before, she already tried it, and The conclusion was reached.

The repulsive force asked her to leave this physical body, but this body seemed to have a strong seal to block her in it. Su Tingyun remembered the gold needles stabbed by the demon at that time, and immediately understood that her **** should be locked Into this body.

Two forces were tearing her primordial spirit. Su Tingyun was able to see her face, or Lu Guang's face in the mirror, and at this time had no blood.

Lu Guang was originally a detached soul, and the flesh did not die.

But when she is in this shell, she can control the body and make her die.

Su Tingyun was tired and she needed a weapon.

At this time, there was no one in Shi Chuang. She got out of bed and moved to the weapon rack to pull up the long knife. However, when she touched the knife with her hand, she heard the cry of a ghost crying wolf in her ear. God suffered another shock, and Su Zan spit out blood in a sudden rush, and her feet floated, and she fell directly to the ground.

Consciousness is gradually blurred, she has only one idea in her mind, she needs a weapon, she needs a weapon.

But at this moment, the palms were cold.

The coolness in the ring brought her a touch of clarity again, and she looked sideways and found that she was holding a spring water sword in her hand.

Obviously very weak, Su Tingyun was still struggling to sit up, and Chun Shuijian was like a clear spring, so she was held in her palm.