52. Hell
What?
Su Qinglian felt her body tremble, and her heart trembled fiercely.
Big breasts and no brains?
Only give it to me?
Arrogant, too arrogant!
Su Qinglian was shaking with anger.
She didn't expect Xiao Changfeng to dare to speak like that.
Who is she, Su Qinglian.
The daughter of the president of the Four Directions Chamber of Commerce.
She is the person in charge of Qingzhou.
Her subordinates control the fate of tens of thousands of people, and no one dares to disobey her orders.
Even King Yun or Zhou Zhenghao dared not talk to her like that.
Master Xiao, just controlling the elixir.
How dare you look down on me like that?
As long as I open my mouth, I can easily make your elixir unsaleable.
Humph!
A trace of resentment flashed through Su Qinglian's heart.
"In that case, I can only make you my puppet and use you for my own purposes!"
Suddenly, Su Qinglian looked up.
Her pupils actually glowed with purple light.
"No, Your Highness, don't look her in the eye!"
King Yun exclaimed.
But it was too late.
Xiao Changfeng had already looked at her, and his pupils began to dilate.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
Yun Lan grabbed the corner of King Yun's clothes and asked curiously.
"Hey! If Your Highness is in danger, I will kill this witch even if I offend the Four Directions Chamber of Commerce!"
King Yun sighed and stared at Su Qinglian.
There was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"He was under an illusion!"
Lin Ruoyu walked out from behind Xiao Changfeng and stared at Su Qinglian coldly.
"Illusion?"
Lu Wenjie and Yun Lan were both surprised and didn't know what an illusion was.
"Illusion is also a kind of martial arts, but it is very rare. It appeared once three hundred years ago."
King Yun spoke in a deep voice, his expression was more solemn than before, his breath was rising, and he was ready to strike with thunder at any time.
"That man was only at the Tianwu realm at that time, but he was surrounded by several strong men at the Huangwu realm or even the Diwu realm. Those strong men were all under illusion and became puppets, at the mercy of others!"
Puppet?
At the mercy of others?
Yun Lan and Lu Wenjie were horrified.
They couldn't imagine what kind of power allowed a Tianwu realm warrior to control the strong men at the Huangwu realm or even the Diwu realm.
"Illusion is a method of mental attack, which uses powerful mental thoughts to make people fall into various illusions."
Lin Ruoyu spoke up. She came from the Holy Land and knew more than others.
"People have seven emotions and six desires, and illusion is to use people's desires to make people's mental thoughts sink into them and unable to extricate themselves."
"Even those with a firm mind will have obsessions, and those who are under illusion will obey the orders of the caster, like puppets."
Illusions are so terrible!
Lu Wenjie and Yun Lan both changed color.
Looking at Su Qinglian's eyes.
As if seeing a devil!
"Is there no way to get rid of it?"
Lu Wenjie trembled his lips and spoke in a trembling voice.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng was sitting on a chair, but his pupils were dilated and his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul.
Night poppy.
Toxic and addictive.
At this time, Lu Wenjie realized the true chill of these two sentences.
This poison is the poison of illusion.
This addiction is the addiction of sinking.
"There are two ways to break the illusion. One is to find someone with stronger spiritual will, interfere with the illusion, and rescue the person who is in the illusion."
"The other is that he can only rely on himself and break free from the illusion with his own willpower."
"But both of these points are very difficult. The first way is that the person who practices illusion is a genius with extremely high spiritual will. It is difficult to find someone stronger than her at once."
"The second way is even more difficult, because I have never heard of being able to break free from the illusion by myself. Even a high monk or a general on the battlefield can hardly do it."
Lin Ruoyu's tone was cold, and the murderous intent in her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to condense into ice.
The soft sword was pulled out by her and held in her hand.
"Can't we just kill her?"
Yun Lan spoke timidly, but Lu Wenjie's eyes lit up.
However, King Yun shook his head.
"The most terrifying thing about illusion is here. Once it starts, it can't be stopped. If you kill Su Qinglian, then Your Highness will not only suffer mental backlash, but may never wake up!"
Boom!
Lu Wenjie's eyes dimmed at the words of King Yun.
Is there no way?
Is the teacher really going to become a puppet?
Lu Wenjie's face was as pale as paper, his expression was filled with despair, and his eyes instantly became wet and red.
What to do?
What should I do?
Lu Wenjie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, he had already regarded Xiao Changfeng as his most respected idol.
Once a teacher, a father for life.
He must not watch Xiao Changfeng sink into illusion.
At this time, Lin Ruoyu walked behind Su Qinglian.
The cold sword tip was against Su Qinglian's throat.
As long as she exerted a little force, Su Qinglian would die.
But she couldn't do it.
Although she was filled with hatred and murderous intent.
But she didn't dare to joke with Xiao Changfeng's life.
She raised her head slightly and looked at Xiao Changfeng's figure.
Her expression was a little dazed.
In her mind, the scene of her being with him kept popping up.
Moonlit night talk, pondering, guarding the exam, charming treatment...
Xiao Changfeng.
These three words seemed to occupy her entire mind, and could not be wiped away or erased.
At this moment.
Lin Ruoyu really saw her own heart.
So.
I have fallen in love with you!
"Woo woo!"
There was a low cry.
It was Yun Lan's voice.
She was still a girl after all.
In the midst of such ups and downs, it was difficult to keep calm.
She cried without a voice.
This cry made everyone feel very depressed.
Looking at Su Qinglian and Xiao Changfeng.
He was worried.
What if.
He fell into illusion and became a puppet.
What should I do?
Puff!
At this moment.
Su Qinglian suddenly spit out blood, and the blood stains her cheongsam red, which was particularly dazzling.
"What's going on?"
This sudden scene startled everyone and they all looked over.
The purple light in Su Qinglian's eyes quickly dimmed, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
And her breath suddenly became weak and weak.
"You...how could you possibly break free from my illusion!"
Su Qinglian's face was filled with horror, staring at Xiao Changfeng intently.
Although her illusion was not as good as her father's.
But it had always been successful.
Below the Imperial Martial Realm, she had never failed.
As for self-breakaway.
This was only in theory, she had never heard of it in reality.
Not to mention seeing it with her own eyes.
But at this moment, she actually saw it.
Her illusion had no effect on Xiao Changfeng at all.
"You want to mess up my mind with just a little trick of illusion!"
Xiao Changfeng's pupils had recovered their clarity, and he was looking at Su Qinglian with a smile.
"I thought you had some earth-shattering ability? It turns out you just rely on an illusion!"
"Your spiritual thoughts are not bad, but in front of the real spiritual consciousness, they are just chickens and pottery dogs!"
"Today, I will let you see the real illusion!"
As he said, Xiao Changfeng stared at Su Qinglian, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly surged out like a tide.
In the eyes of shock and confusion, he calmly uttered four words:
"Infernal Hell!"
With a loud bang, demons danced wildly, there was boundless fear, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and Infernal Hell descended.
