Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 248 'Seeing White Clothes Again'
"!!!" Wuyou's pupils shrank suddenly: "Could it be that we encountered ghosts hitting the wall?"

otherwise……

They have walked for so long, and the smell of blood has always existed, which is enough to prove that they did not go the wrong way.

But why has never reached the destination?

Thinking about it like this, it's hard for Wuyou not to compare it with the legendary evil ghost.

Besides, what is the weird and unpredictable appearance of the young man if it is not a ghost?
"Ghost hitting the wall?" Heng Kong looked down at the relic in his hand, frowned and said, "It shouldn't be an evil spirit, otherwise the relic will definitely issue a warning."

And if it wasn't an evil spirit, why did it make things difficult for them?
So this situation should not be some ghost hitting the wall, but it is more likely that they inadvertently broke into some formation.

Thinking of this, Heng Kong looked at senior senior brother Xing Xing and said, "Brother, please take a look, are there any formation fluctuations around?"

"Formation?" Wuyou exclaimed in surprise, "Old Monk, what do you mean... we may have fallen into the enemy's formation?"

The legendary formation is broad and profound, and its strange formations are even more unpredictable.

Therefore, very few people can penetrate it and use it for themselves.

This is also the reason why the formation method is only mentioned occasionally in the book, and it is rarely known.

It's not that it's not powerful enough, but that it's too mysterious for most people to understand or learn.

Even if you waste time learning, you can only learn a little superficial.

Never thought that among the six old monks, there is such a capable person?
Tut tut...

Carefree eyes shine.

He became more and more curious about who their master was.

"Amitabha, I just have some doubts." Heng Kong clasped his hands together.

Hearing this, Xing Xing took out a magic weapon from his arhat bag, and then searched around with strange steps.

Everyone's eyes moved with the movement of the stars, and everyone had different expressions.

After about half a cup of tea, Xing Xing finally put away the magic weapon and put it back into the arhat bag.

With a dignified expression, he flicked the beads, and strode towards Hengkong: "Amitabha, you are so good."

"Brother abbot, as you expected, there is indeed a formation here."

"..." Heng Kong.

There was no time to ask, but Wuyou said with a surprised face: "Since there is a formation, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and break the formation?"

To be able to see the formation mage break the formation with his own eyes in his lifetime, his life was not in vain.

and……

Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought to himself: If this old monk named Xing Xing is really powerful in formation, then he wouldn't mind staying in Hanshan Temple for a long time, and then become a monk for a while.

Once this thought took root in his heart, Wuyou became more and more excited.

His whole life!

What I like most is not only saving people and killing people, but also interested in those strange and whimsical things.

This is also the main reason why he has traveled abroad all year round and his whereabouts are uncertain.

Xing Xing glanced at Wuyou lightly, then looked away.

He looked at Heng Kong with an extremely solemn expression: "This should be a psychedelic ghost killing formation. Master, the old man has never taught me this kind of intermediate formation."

After a pause, he continued: "Without the permission of the boy in red, all of us would be stuck here forever."

"!!!" Everyone.

Hearing this, Wuyou jumped up as if someone had stepped on his tail.

He jumped and said, "What did you say?"

"I want to be trapped here with you old monks for the rest of my life?"

"No, no, I don't agree!"

Wuyou's eyes spit fire, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the pumping station is dead, it can't die here for no reason!"

Hengkong and the others thought that Wuyou was so miraculous that they would definitely do something...

Unexpectedly, he actually walked aside on his own, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the snoring sound was particularly loud in the silent room.

Six monks: "..."

They looked at each other and saw the helpless look in each other's eyes.

Jian Wuyou was still asleep, and after so long, everyone was exhausted.

So several people discussed it and decided to keep watch in groups of two, and the rest rested in place.

At the same time, the worry-free soul has already come to the portable space.

He had discovered before that there was a study in the yard, and there were many ancient books hidden in the study.

Since the old monk Xing Xing knew about formations, Wuyou decided to look for them. Are there any books about formations in there?

He Wuyou has never been a person who just sits and waits for death, now that he has encountered such a difficulty, he will naturally take the initiative to attack.

Wuyou, who fell into the study, quickly immersed in it.

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In the magnificent palace
Mino was still lying on the ice bed without making a sound, while Wu Ya stood beside him, drowsy.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Wu Ya was shocked.

All drowsiness, all swept away.

She stood up vigilantly and looked towards the door.

Seeing this, the whole person was stunned.

The boy was dressed in white and walked slowly from the door.

The snow-white robe was spotless, and the face that looked like a banished fairy had a charming smile, which looked gentle and tender.

Wu Ya has never seen such a man whose beauty cannot be described in words.

No, even women have never seen such a good-looking one...

No one can compare to the entertainment industry that is full of flowers in later generations.

Especially those purple eyes that are enough to charm people's hearts exudes charming charm all the time, which makes people's hearts sway.

Wu Ya suddenly met the boy's cold gaze, and was startled.

All thoughts and thoughts were wiped away...

She clenched her fists and asked vigilantly, "You... who are you?"

Because of too much fear, his voice trembled unconsciously.

"..." The young man withdrew his gaze indifferently, and looked at the person on the ice bed again.

In an instant, the indifference and ruthlessness before was changed, and what was replaced by irresistible tenderness.

Uya: "..."

She secretly rolled her eyes in her heart.

The juvenile's coquettish manipulation perfectly explained what it means to "turn your face faster than turning a book".

At this time without the interference of beauty, Wu Ya quickly analyzed the identity of the young man in front of her.

Fengxu!

That is to say, the heroine's previous life, previous life, previous life...

Bai Yi kept shouting.

The author once explained briefly that Feng Xu's real body is from the Phoenix family.

He doesn't like passionate red, but prefers a pure white and flawless red dress.

Therefore, when the heroine first transmigrated into this world, the reason why she fell in love with Xiao Yi was due to Xiao Yi's deliberate design...

But what's more, is the spotless figure in white clothes in the depths of her soul.

"Noel..."

The sudden voice brought back Wu Ya's thoughts.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the young man in white looking at Mino affectionately, his eyes were full of tenderness and pampering.

(End of this chapter)