Tang Yu was dressed in red, which made him look noble and elegant. However, the casualness he exuded made him look even more unrestrained and free. His eyebrows were raised, and he looked pretty good when he smiled.
Otherwise, An Qingyu wouldn't have just stared at him blankly without any reaction.
Tang Yu raised his eyebrows and walked straight across the hall to An Qingyu's side. After suppressing his arrogance and arrogance, Tang Yu's expression was gentle.
He just looked at An Qingyu and said softly:
"Qingyu, let's go, it's time to form a bond."
An Qingyu had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. When he was standing here waiting that day, he hoped very much that Tang Yu would appear and say this sentence to him.
I didn't expect that the day I heard it would be in a fantasy world.
An Qingyu gently moved the corners of her mouth, as soft as a feather. He looked back at her affectionate eyes, quietly gazing into those inky eyes, as if he wanted to see something clearly.
But in the end he just nodded and walked with Tang Yu towards where his master was sitting.
Their steps were surprisingly in sync. Tang Yu now had a smile on his face. An Qingyu looked at him for a long time but couldn't see any trace of his former viciousness.
The two hands slowly touched each other. Just when Tang Yu felt the coolness of An Qingyu's fingertips, he immediately held her hands with his backhand, not giving An Qingyu any chance to react.
Although Tang Yu appeared calm and smiling, only he himself knew how confused he was in his heart.
Why hasn't An Qingyu taken action yet?
As long as he ends this beautiful dream with his own hands, he will naturally get out of the illusion.
Stabbing yourself with a sword is the simplest and most direct way.
Isn't my behavior abnormal enough?
Tang Yu thought so, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then stopped, and An Qingyu, who was held by Tang Yu, had to stop as well.
An Qingyu tilted her head and looked at him in confusion, as if asking why he stopped.
Tang Yu's hand slowly moved behind An Qingyu's head, and then suddenly closed the distance between them.
Now their faces were almost touching, and Tang Yu finally saw the astonishment in An Qingyu's eyes.
This is the real An Qingyu, not the one who was led around by him like a puppet just now.
Wouldn't that be too boring?
Tang Yu bit An Qingyu's thin lips without hesitation. The person's lips were as cold as he was.
However, Tang Yu's kiss was like a cluster of flames, flexibly penetrating into An Qingyu's lips and teeth, while also burning the coldness.
Everything around me began to become blurry, and my fellow disciples, masters and elders began to gradually disappear.
Tang Yu took the initiative to ignore the slight movement, and ate away the chill bit by bit, until he could no longer stand and had to lean on An Qingyu.
There was always a distance between the two of them because An Qingyu's natal spirit sword was stuck in Tang Yu's chest.
Just when he was about to drown, An Qingyu slowly pulled out his spiritual sword and silently inserted it into Tang Yu's chest.
But it was all fake, so why did he suddenly feel lost?
At that moment, An Qingyu couldn't tell what that feeling was.
He turned his head to look at Tang Yu who was leaning against him. Tang Yu had her eyes closed and looked quiet as if she was asleep.
But compared to now, it seems that the living Tang Yu cares about him more.
An Qingyu put aside the complicated emotions in his heart, gently placed the person on the ground, and then his own body gradually became transparent.
An Qingyu raised her head slightly and looked into the distance, knowing that she was about to leave the illusion and step into the place of inheritance.
But where did Tang Yu go?
The blue light surrounded An Qingyu's body until it was completely devoured.
At this moment, Tang Yu, with a sword stuck in his chest, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with difficulty.
He murmured, "It hurts."
But fortunately, there is still a big difference between inside and outside the illusion.
For example, even if he was stabbed by An Qingyu here, once he got out of the illusion, his body would not be seriously injured.
Seeing the host in such a miserable state, the system couldn't help but want to comfort him. However, before it could say anything, it heard Tang Yu muttering to himself in relief:
"Good job! This is the correct way to open it up. This is how you should treat a scumbag..."
The system opened its mouth, and the decadent Jing Jing disappeared.
How did it hear the excitement in its host's words?
It seems like he wasn't the one who was stabbed.
Tsk tsk, the system decided to just watch the host quietly from the side.
Some things are beyond the understanding of a small ruler like him.
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When he opened his eyes again, An Qingyu was already in the place of inheritance.
All around were towering old trees, greenery spread out everywhere, and it was difficult to see a single ray of light.
This is undoubtedly an independent world that has been opened up, and it is probably also the place where the ancestor of the Phoenix fell.
He actually came in like this.
But An Qingyu did not rush forward, but looked around keenly.
There was no sign of Tang Yu.
There was no sign of my fellow apprentices either.
He subconsciously reached for his spirit sword, and the scene he had just experienced suddenly flashed through his mind.
An Qingyu couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes as if struggling with something, but in the end he didn't take a step forward, but took a few steps back and began to look for someone.
If Tang Yu also came out of the illusion, he should be nearby.
It’s not that Tang Yu hasn’t learned the formation, so he should know how to get out of the illusion, right?
Although thinking this, An Qingyu still quickened his pace.
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