Chapter 41 Fantasy Scene

Style: Heros Author: Yun JiWords: 2289Update Time: 24/01/11 15:27:16
This nameless valley is neither big nor small, but not small either.

Fang Xucheng and his men searched for an hour, but still found nothing. During this process, they accidentally triggered the restriction and lost several of their men.

He was so angry that he kicked a pile of stones and cursed angrily: "How many restrictions has this old godly woman put in the valley? She is so annoying!"

A guard next to him moved his lips and thought to himself, the other party is the monk who transforms into gods. This is her secret residence. Isn't it normal for it to be heavily guarded? But the head of the family is now grumpy and he dare not say anything.

"Search, keep searching!" Fang Xucheng ordered, "What are you doing standing still?"

The remaining subordinates only said: "Yes."

Seeing their companions die here with their own eyes, they are also afraid! But the owner of the house looked like this, and they had no room to refuse, so they could only carefully search into the forest.

Fang Xucheng shook his sleeves angrily and sat down on a big rock.

No rush, no rush. He told himself that Hu Erniang had made a lot of preparations to arrest people. Now no one knew they were here, so he could take his time...

A half-dead Transformation God with all his cultivation lost, a useless man with empty magic power but unable to use it, plus a Danxia Palace disciple who is no more than a golden elixir, what kind of tricks can he do? As long as he steadily turns this valley upside down, they will surely die!

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Xucheng finally calmed down.

He stood up and was about to look for someone with his men, when suddenly several screams came from the forest.

Fang Xucheng's heart tightened, what's going on? Triggered the ban again?

After the screams, the forest was quiet, and the men neither retreated nor called anyone.

Fang Xucheng transformed into a thunder whip and walked slowly into the forest.

The night is getting darker, and the fog is coming up layer by layer. When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he was surrounded by thick fog.

He turned around and looked around. He could no longer see the way out of the forest, and none of his men could be seen.

what happened? Did this maze originally exist?

Fang Xucheng couldn't remember.

In the past, he followed Mochou back, and they stayed together no matter where they went. Later, he came to visit alone. As long as he followed the right path, he would not trigger the ban.

After all, the old godly woman was a cultivator, so it was normal to set up a maze in the valley.

He calmed down and decided to exit first.

He can patiently break the restrictions that no one is in charge of. Anyway, the Wuji Sect won't be able to find them for a while, so they have plenty of time.

Fang Xucheng followed the original path and slowly exited the forest.

The moment the fog disappeared before his eyes, he was stunned.

There are red lanterns flying everywhere, the originally bare trees are covered with colorful ribbons, people coming and going are beaming, and there is also the faint sound of silk and bamboo. The nameless valley, which was desolate and deserted during the day, actually looked lively and festive.

As Fang Xucheng watched this scene, a chill ran up his back.

This situation is all too familiar! When they got married, Mochou brought him back and held a wedding in the valley!

"Uncle, you are finally here." Two servants came towards him and pulled him affectionately.

When Fang Xucheng faced their stiff faces, his back felt even colder.

They are puppets. Hu Erniang doesn't like using servants. When she held a wedding, the servants and guests were all puppets.

what happened? What triggered him, as if he had entered the illusion of that year?

The two servants couldn't help but pulled him to the valley.

The tombs were gone, replaced by a thatched cottage, which was much newer than before - it looked like this in the valley when they got married. There were all kinds of puppets around, looking lively.

Fang Xucheng was extremely puzzled. When he got married, he only envied the cultivator's ability to create puppets at will. Times have changed, but looking back now, it's so weird and terrifying!

"The bridegroom is here, the groom is here!" the child-like puppet shouted happily, scattering layers of colored paper.

Fang Xucheng was stunned and realized that he was actually wearing wedding clothes!

"Please, uncle." The servant sent him to the thatched cottage.

"The bride and groom are worshiping heaven and earth!" the puppet acting as the master of ceremonies shouted loudly, and the hairpin on his head swayed back and forth, which combined with the stiff face, made people's hair stand on end.

Fang Xucheng looked over carefully and found that there was actually a covered bride standing in front of the hall.

He was pushed by the servants, staggered, and stood in front of the bride.

Is it Mochou? impossible! She fell into the Ming River and even her soul was washed away. How could she be here!

It's a fantasy formation, it's a fantasy formation! That dead old woman had lost all her magic power, so she wanted to use this method to trap him!

As long as he finds a flaw, he can find her out and make her soul-stricken, so that she can never do anything strange again!

Fang Xucheng's eyes flashed sharply, and he pulled off the bride's hijab. If it’s fake, he must be a puppet!

"Sister, you can't! We haven't entered the bridal chamber yet!" Xiniang's exclamation sounded.

Fang Xucheng snorted coldly and grabbed the bride's collar, trying to see her clearly.

The bride raised her head in surprise: "Xucheng, what's wrong?"

Fang Xucheng was stunned and looked straight at her.

Mo Chou, really Mo Chou!

Fang Xucheng couldn't help but let go of his hand, and stepped back unconsciously as if he had seen something terrible.

"Achou..."

"It's me!" Mochou happily grabbed his sleeve, "We're getting married, Xucheng, are you happy?"

"Huh!" A cold snort came, and Fang Xucheng realized that there was another person sitting in the high hall. Although he was also wearing wedding clothes, his eyes looking at him were full of displeasure.

"Mother-in-law..." Fang Xucheng blurted out.

Hu Erniang asked impatiently: "Are you ready? If you don't want to get married, then forget it."

No, of course he does! As long as they get married, he will have a god-transformation monk as his mother-in-law, and a Nascent Soul monk as his wife, and his career will be just around the corner!

Fang Xucheng opened his mouth and quickly woke up.

No, this is a lie. If he agrees, he might not be able to get out!

Mochou is dead and Hu Erniang is useless. What does he have to be afraid of? Since they are both alive, the problem must lie with them!

Fang Xucheng's eyes showed a sharp look, and under the infusion of mana, he whipped out with a thunderous whip.

"Bang!" The Yuanying cultivator struck, and the object in front of him was torn apart instantly.

The thatched cottage has disappeared, the valley has disappeared, the sky is covered with clouds, and the river is rolling at the feet.

Fang Xucheng was inexplicably horrified.

Demon Sealing Barrier, this is the Demon Sealing Barrier!

Hasn’t Hu Erniang lost her magic power? Can such an illusion be created?

"Xucheng!" Mochou's voice sounded.

Fang Xucheng turned around and saw Mochou confronting the monster, and shouted to him: "Come and help me!"

Help her? Of course it's impossible! With his strength, wouldn't he be seeking death if he rushed ahead?

--snort! No matter what the tricks are, the key still falls on the mother and daughter. Mochou is already dead. Just kill this person in front of her again!

Fang Xucheng gathered his magic power and whipped the thunder whip hard!

The update time is still the same as before and will be restored tomorrow. I will try my best to update twice, but if I don’t have enough energy, I may update alone. Sorry, I write slowly. It takes several hours to write each chapter. Now my body cannot compare with Xiaonian.

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