"Your setting, isn't it one of theirs?"
Looking at the silent Long Yu, Di Yange couldn't help but despise this illusion.
In order to fulfill Feng Linye's obsession, he actually did such a shameless thing.
She just didn't meet its expectations.
So under Long Yu's suspicious gaze, Di Yange took out a sword from his arms.
"Xiao Cang, I may need your help again."
"You...what are you going to do? Wouldn't it be better for you to stay here? From now on, you will be the Holy Queen of the Southern Yao Nation, second only to the emperor and above everyone else."
Do you think this sounds reasonable?
How could Long Yu say so much nonsense?
So she stabbed the man with a sword.
The visuals and feel are so real.
No wonder so many people fall into it and never recover.
Because it was too real, she simply stopped using the sword.
Still one hit per palm, still not too much pressure.
Of course, in the eyes of the onlookers outside the light curtain, Di Yange seemed to be seriously ill, waving his hands around, looking like he was about to kill someone.
"Hehe, you guys are saying, the Demon Emperor is not going on a killing spree in this illusion, is she? Could it be that this illusion has aroused her bloodlust, and she's going down a path of no return from now on?"
"You're talking nonsense. Tian Xuanzi must have her reasons for doing this. She would never kill anyone."
"If only I could know what happened in the illusion."
At this moment, the picture on the light screen changed, and everyone saw that the Demon Emperor was wearing strange clothes and was really killing people in the illusion.
Corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river.
Just when everyone was about to yell a few words, they heard Feng Linye's roar.
"Impossible, how could it be an illusion? It was clearly her who destroyed the Nan Yao Kingdom and massacred its people. This cannot be just an illusion."
Feng Linye stood in front of the light curtain, covering his head, trying hard to recall what happened.
But the memories are slowly overlapping.
If all this was just an illusion, then what had he done?
"Feng Linye, are you okay?" Mo Changliu comforted him. "Actually, even if all this is an illusion, at least that's what Di Yange thinks in her heart. Otherwise, why would she go on a killing spree in this illusion?"
Feng Linye, feeling comforted, looked at him gratefully.
"Thanks."
But the only thing he could do now was to stare at the light curtain, determined to find any clues in it.
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