Chapter 1151, damp gauze
Xue Zi'er, who was under the control of Zhi Xi's Dragon Control Technique, suddenly became much more docile and obedient. Although she didn't know what was going on in her heart, at least she no longer showed any disobedience on the surface.
Chu Youwei had already put on the red outfit again, but she resolutely gave up the luxurious accessories such as the phoenix crown and gold hairpin. When she regained her self-awareness, she would not dare to wear such items no matter what.
Chu Youwei hesitated and thought about putting the face scarf back on to prevent embarrassment when facing Lu Feng, but the moment she touched it, she felt the moisture on it that had not dried completely, and she felt embarrassed. He quickly stuffed it under his pillow in panic.
'Ding~'
A clear metallic sound like a bell suddenly sounded.
Although this kind of movement was slight, under the stone chamber at this moment, it was like thunder.
Lu Feng's eyes were full of solemnity and he immediately ran to Chu Youwei's side, motioning for Xue Zi'er to guard him at the edge of the bed.
Without asking about the source of Chu Youwei's movement, Lu Feng's eyes were already cast on a pink long sword hanging on the curtain frame beside the bed.
The sound that Hao Ran made just now was caused by his trembling.
Although there was no movement at the moment, the terrifying soul consciousness faintly revealed on it made Lu Feng extremely solemn and convinced that this sword was definitely extraordinary.
Earlier, when he was in a state of confusion and infatuation, while he and Chu Youwei were lingering on the bed, Lu Feng noticed the existence of this long sword just before he completely lost control. Hanging a red long sword in the room is considered auspicious. In addition, after secretly sensing it, I didn't notice anything unusual about the long sword, so I didn't pay too much attention to it.
But I didn't expect that he seemed to have missed it!
After waiting for a moment, there was no other movement in the long sword except for a faint faint sense of soul and intermittent tremors.
While Lu Feng was concentrating and calm, he raised his hand and tentatively waved a palm wind towards him.
I thought that the long sword would fall to the ground, but unexpectedly, when the palm wind approached, the long sword flew out of the hanging scabbard with a "clump" sound, and then floated three meters away from the bed out of thin air.
Seeing such a strange scene, Lu Feng and the other two people were all stunned on the spot.
"How could this happen?" Xue Zi'er trembled, "There is no sword formation here, and no living person is secretly controlling it. How could this perfectly good sword fly out of thin air on its own? Is there something unclean?"
Lu Feng used his Evil Dispelling Spiritual Eyes and already saw clues, "There is a terrifying remnant of soul consciousness on this sword. Perhaps it is related to the resentful remnant souls seen in Renshi."
"That's it!" Chu Youwei glared at the long sword hanging in mid-air with resentment and gritted his teeth: "It's this soul consciousness that poured into my soul sea and controlled my body!"
Lu Feng was startled, thinking that the gray mist in Chu Youwei's soul sea seemed to be a sign of being controlled by the body. If so, then it would make sense to explain that he had not sensed any response before. It must be that The remnant soul returned to the long sword, in a state consistent with the long sword itself, and was unable to respond for a while.
This scene made Lu Feng inexplicably think of the remnant soul of Dugu Mo who had entered Mo Yuan Sword, and wondered whether Ou Ye Longping was using the long sword as a medium like Dugu Mo...
But then I thought about it, Ou Ye Longping lived in an era thousands of years ago. No matter how strong his soul was during his lifetime, it is logically impossible for him to rely on carriers such as black jade to survive to this day. Even if he is self-sealed, he can survive to this day. , and it will never be possible to have such power that seizes the sea of souls.
Furthermore, if there really is any means in the world that allows such a person to preserve a certain intensity of soul consciousness despite the baptism of time, with the temperament of such a person, there is no way he should be directed at a weak woman like Chu Youwei, no matter what No matter how you look at it, Lu Feng believes that he is obviously a more suitable candidate to be controlled by the body?
Xue Zi'er watched and said warily: "Why is this sword hanging motionless? Why don't you try again?"
After knowing Lu Feng's true strength, Xue Zi'er secretly pushed such dangerous matters onto him.
Lu Feng looked at the sword hesitantly, with a solemn look in his eyes.
Since the soul consciousness contained in the long sword could play tricks on him and Chu Youwei so quietly earlier, leaving them unable to fight back, it obviously has terrifying abilities. If they are rashly blamed, there is no guarantee that they will not There will be a terrible soul attack suddenly, and then you will really die without knowing how.
While thinking about it, Lu Feng casually took the red pillow from the bed and threw it towards the long sword, thinking to test the reality first with such a less offensive object.
Unexpectedly, a strange scene occurred.
The moment the red pillow rushed towards the suspended long sword, it suddenly stood still in mid-air, as if it was frozen.
At this moment, Lu Feng seemed to be frozen in place. The moment he flew out of the pillow, a square scarf fell out and accurately stuck to his face.
It was wet and moist, mixed with a strange aromatic smell, and filled the nasal cavity with a sticky smell.
Seeing this scene, Chu Youwei's face turned red and she hurriedly took off the scarf from Lu Feng's face and stuffed it into her arms to conceal it.
Lu Feng hadn't realized what the gauze scarf was, but when he saw Chu Youwei's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and her panic-stricken expression like a little rabbit, he suddenly realized it, and something appeared on his face. Awkward and helpless.
Just when the two of them were frightened.
Lines of white light suddenly shot out from the long sword, shattering the pillow into pieces in an instant.
The cotton wool all over the sky was spread by this power and flew everywhere.
Lu Feng stared at this scene in astonishment. Among the white lines, he felt a terrifying fluctuation of soul consciousness. In terms of power, it was only stronger than the Xie Yin Tai Sui he had seen in the past.
As the cotton wool floated, some of it fell on Lu Feng's cheek.
Lu Feng subconsciously flicked it, thinking of taking it off, but found that due to the dampness on his cheeks, such cotton wool was actually attached to it.
This scene made Chu Youwei shocked and embarrassed again.
"Be careful!" Lu Feng suddenly sensed something, his brows narrowed, and he stared solemnly at the long sword, no longer caring about the lint on his face.
In an instant, a female figure formed by condensing soul consciousness appeared out of thin air, floating at the long sword.
The female shadow is not holding the long sword, but...occupying the long sword. At first glance, the long sword seems to have turned into her spine, becoming the carrier that supports her soul-transformed shadow.
Xuying looked like he was in his early twenties, wearing an exquisite gauze robe. He was very slender and slim, with a delicate and beautiful face and a gentle and elegant temperament.
It was supposed to be a beautiful picture, but it looked a little weird because of the strange pair of eyes the woman had.
Lu Feng couldn't find the right words to describe such eyes. In other words, such eyes no longer looked like normal human beings. Narrow and slender, with three pupils gathered inside, the whites of the eyes are gray.
There is something coquettish and evil about it!
Lu Feng just looked at each other and felt that the sea of souls was being burned by needles and was on the verge of collapse.
"You...you are not a human monk!?"
Xue Zier suddenly spoke in shock.
She had been lucky enough to see eyes like this in an ancient book collected by the Zixiao Mountain Enchantment School, and she vaguely remembered it as if... "He is a monk from the Soul Control Clan!?"
Lu Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Xue Zi'er's words.
When he was seeking medical treatment at the Qingxiu Zen Sect, he met a soul master from the Soul Controlling Clan in a big shell deep in the jungle.
That man was obviously very beautiful, with excellent eyebrows, not such weird eyes at all.
During the hesitation, the soul-shaped shadow became much thicker, and the sense of oppression it exuded became much stronger.
Lu Feng faced him coldly and seriously, not daring to act rashly again.
Chu Youwei, who was already nervous and worried, suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Feng's angular jaw with a handful of cotton wool still attached to it. It was in sharp contrast with the serious expression, which was a bit weird and funny, and her tense heart couldn't help but feel... It eased a bit.
After all, I still feel that it is a bit cute.
The shadow trembled slightly, and then floated closer to Lu Feng and the others. While glaring condescendingly, the cold and quiet words slowly sounded out, straight into the sea of souls of the three of them.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would actually get here!"
The woman looked a little emotional and melancholy.
Lu Fenghan asked with a face on his face: "Is it senior who was teasing us just now?"
The woman's shadow froze for a moment, seeming a little stiff.
"You are very similar to Brother Long Ping!"
Suddenly, he uttered such a sentence.
Lu Feng frowned. He was disguised as Lin Liyun, but he accidentally resembled Ou Ye Longping?
What is this!
Could it be that this woman occupied Chu Youwei's soul sea and controlled her body just to relive the joy she had with Ou Ye Longping?
This is too outrageous!
Chu Youwei listened with aggrieved face. Thinking that she almost lost her virginity for this reason, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
Xue Zi'er suddenly interrupted: "I've seen Ou Ye Longping's portrait in the stone room down there. He doesn't look like Mr. Lin either, right?"
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Xuying gently closed his eyes and sighed, "My eyes have been gouged out since I was a child, so I can't see. I have never had the opportunity to see Brother Long Ping clearly. Their images are not about their appearance, but about their appearance." That feeling.”
"Sharp, quiet, wild and restrained!"
"It's like a sharp blade that can pierce through the heaven and the earth but is never unsheathed!"
Chu Youwei was stunned and glanced at Lu Feng quietly, "How can this guy have such courage?" '
From Chu Youwei's point of view, the Lu Feng in front of her was clearly cautious and sinister. He was the kind of master who cheated people without paying for their lives. How could he be at all arrogant and domineering?
Xue Zier's attention at this moment was completely focused on what Xuying said, "the eyes cannot see".
The same is true for Lu Feng.
How could you not look into such charming and evil eyes?
