Yu Yi raised her head, her neck filled with his hot breath, and she felt a little uneasy from the kisses falling on her neck.

She raised her hand and inserted it into his long hair, grabbed the hair roots and pulled it back, pulling the soft animal away from her body, and asked: "How are you going to break this mind state?"

Xue Chenjing tilted his head back, frowned, and groaned pitifully

: "It hurts, it hurts." Yu Yi's hand strength suddenly loosened, and the pity between his eyebrows immediately turned into a smile of success. He continued to move forward, sticking to the breath that made him feel soothing and satisfied, and whispered: "No matter who forms the mind state, it needs mind power to support it. Just cut off the mind power that forms this state."

Xue Chenjing was not confused. On the contrary, he was very clear-headed and knew clearly that all this was fake, just to cater to his past frustration. When he was wandering alone, he imagined more than once what his parents would react if he went back again.

He subconsciously desires that they also miss him and miss him. They will call his name excitedly when they see him after a long absence. It was the same reaction as when Xue Xingzhi saw him today.

This state of mind completely satisfied his delusion.

But now he no longer needs this delusion to comfort himself, he already has a better destination.

Xue Chenjing didn't want Yu Yi to see the rough means of breaking through the realm of thought, so he stepped back slightly and took the initiative to cut off her connection with the outside world through him.

Outside the sea of ​​​​mind, Xue Chenjing was fully dressed. He held his wet long hair with both hands, took off the red hairband hanging on the screen and held it in his mouth. He twisted the other end with his fingertips and wrapped it around the roots of his hair. He lowered his head and walked out while tying his hair. The damp hair swayed behind him, throwing down a string of water drops.

The bathroom door opened by itself before he pushed it. Two young servants, about 13 or 14 years old, stood guard at the door and held it for him.

Liu Hua came over with a lantern and bowed to illuminate him. His head was lowered so that people could not see his expression. He only said attentively: "Young Master, be careful of your feet. The old master has prepared a banquet in the main courtyard. Please take a bath and change clothes, and then go directly to the main courtyard."

Xue Chenjing turned his head to look at him and called out: "Liu Hua."

Let's start with you. Kill all the old friends in this realm of thought, and you can always break this realm of thought.

It's just a delusion, he won't be reluctant to do it.

Liu Hua closed his eyes, retracting his hatred for the demons, and tried to put on the attitude of a loyal servant to the young master.

He raised his head and said, "Young master, what do you want me to do..." Before he could finish his words, Xue Chenjing slashed across his neck with his fingers. His slender fingers were covered with snake scales, and a flash of golden light was like a sharp blade cutting his throat.

The pupils of the monk who replaced Liu Hua shrank sharply, and he had no idea when he was exposed. He leaned back suddenly, flipped over the porch guardrail, flew over the rockery in the upper courtyard, and held his throat with lingering fear.

"You actually saw through it!" The lantern in the monk's hand suddenly changed, turning into a white dust whisk, and shook it open with force.

The hair on the dust whisk was released, and the white mane suddenly stretched out and flew towards the corridor. In the blink of an eye, the corridor was covered by dense wire nets. Some leaves were dropped by the strong wind and fell on the net, and were immediately cut into pieces.

At the same time, the two servants behind Xue Chenjing also took action at the same time. One of them took out a curved blade with a sharp hook and stabbed it towards his scapula.

Xue Chenjing's body collapsed strangely, and he slid to the ground as if he had no bones. A thick demonic breath surged from his body, and the demonic breath turned into black mist. Three ferocious dog heads rushed out of the black mist, opened their bloody mouths, and bit the two servants.

Blood splattered, and spiritual power emanated from the two servants. They were not simply telekinetic illusions.

Xue Chenjing grabbed the curved blade in the hand of one of the servants and raised his hand to chop at the dense net under the corridor.

The blade and the dust whisk thread rubbed against each other, creating sparks and sharp sounds. The two instruments collided, and the strings broke with a few snaps, and the curved blade in his hand also had a gap.

Xue Chenjing threw away the curved blade, escaped from the broken part, and stepped onto the roof in an instant. "Cultivator?"

He didn't doubt Liu Hua at first, he just wanted to kill the people in the realm so that he could escape. But then he thought about it again and realized: "That's right, you guys have trapped me in this realm with great effort, you can't just want to watch our family reunion."

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The cultivator who was shaking the dust whisk saw that he really looked like he had just discovered it, and he was filled with regret. But now that he has been exposed, there is nothing to say, anyway, they entered the realm to exorcise the demon.

He glanced at his fellow disciples who were brutally killed in the corridor, raised his arm and pulled up the dust whisk. All the silk threads on the dust whisk were tightened, and his fingertips fell on the strings, plucking the strings to make sounds.

The monks lurking in various places in the realm received the information, quickly gathered, and took action in advance.

Xue Chenjing was filled with the sound of the strings, and his mind was in a trance. The sound of the strings disturbed his consciousness, causing illusions in his eyes, so that the figures attacking from all directions became overlapping and he could not distinguish the real from the fake.

He shook his head vigorously, and the devil's breath condensed into arrows, shooting through several figures.

But it did not hit the entity. A monk approached him, and the sword energy rushed straight to his face.

Xue Chenjing retreated hastily and narrowly avoided the sword.

He rolled down from the roof to the ground, and the ground beneath his feet turned into a muddy swamp in his eyes. The mud and water climbed up along his legs, making his body movements slow.

A spiritual line flew out from Xue Chenjing's fingertips, outlining a magic circle. The demon shadow rushed out of the magic circle and blocked the monks who attacked him. The

buzzing sound of the strings rang in his ears again, and Xue Chenjing's consciousness sank, and the illusion in his eyes became more powerful. As the sound of the strings entered his ears, the mud and water under his feet sank again, and more human figures emerged from the mud, all climbing towards him and trapping him in the mud. The

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Xue Chenjing's body became heavier and heavier, and his movements were slow, so he could not avoid the attacks from all around, and he had many wounds on his body.

His blood oozed out, making the demons around him crazy, but also preventing the besieging monks from getting close.

In the sea of ​​​​mind, Yu Yi felt Xue Chenjing's scattered consciousness. Even the ray of consciousness that remained beside him became illusory and unstable, "Aqiu? What's wrong? Let me see what's happening outside?

"

Yu Yi twisted out sword energy from his fingertips and struck at the hard shell on his arm.

The sword energy shattered the hard shell on his arm. Xue Chenjing regained consciousness for a moment, and his stiff arm suddenly became lighter. He immediately said: "Ayi, help me break them all."

Without him telling her, Yu Yi knew what to do. She put both her hands on him, and the spiritual powers of thunder and fire flowed out from her palms. Electric arcs with sparks flew onto his body and shattered the hard shell.

But the hard shell seemed endless. After it shattered, new mud and water spread up, quickly dried up, and condensed into a shell. Yu Yi had no choice but to grab him and keep hitting the hard shell.

The string sounds outside became more and more intense, trying to completely seal Xue Chenjing's consciousness, but Yu Yi's sword energy was obviously more powerful, and it almost didn't give it a chance to spread to Xue Chenjing's consciousness again.

In a hidden place in the courtyard, a ball of fire suddenly exploded, and the fierce fire burned the dust whisk into ashes. Another electric arc flew along the dust whisk to the back of the monk's hand, splitting his entire arm into charcoal.

The string sound disappeared from his ears, and Xue Chenjing's consciousness was freed from the mud, and his body regained its agility. He heard the scream of "Liu Hua", and with a flick of his finger, a long arrow shot out, passing through the interlaced shadows of trees and window frames, and piercing the person hiding on the other side of the window frame.

In the sea of ​​​​heart, Yu Yi took the initiative to move his consciousness over, sticking to him, and said again: "Let me see outside."

Xue Chenjing hesitated for a moment, and during this moment of hesitation, he pushed the magic circle of exorcism to the extreme. The shadow of the monster flew in all directions, and its body swelled, almost covering the entire courtyard. The remaining righteous monks had to retreat first.

Xue Chenjing dispersed the blood and energy on his body and shared his five senses with her.

Through Xue Chenjing's eyes, Yu Yi saw the garden path where he was. The dim light shone in the garden, illuminating the shadows wandering around, like tree shadows, like demon shadows, swaying endlessly.

There was a hint of blood in the air, but wherever Xue Chenjing looked, there were tiny flowers in the garden, and no signs of fighting.

But based on what happened just now, Yu Yi could guess that he must have been through a fierce battle. She was a little worried and said, "Are you injured?"

Xue Chenjing raised his hand, and before the blood oozing from the wound on his hand could drip, a shadow came up and licked it clean. He healed the wound, showed his hand back and forth in front of his eyes, and snorted, "It's okay, they can't hurt me yet."

Hearing his tone that his tail was about to fly up to the sky, Yu Yi said "Oh" mercilessly, "Really? Who was going to be sealed just now?"

Xue Chenjing's fluttering tail drooped, but soon waved it up again flatteringly, "Luckily you are here, Yi, your sword energy has reached a new level. Have you got pregnant? You are so powerful, you saved me again, I must repay you with my body."

Yu Yi was rubbed by his consciousness, and this time she did not push him away, and said, "Okay, then wash your body quickly and send it to me."

Xue Chenjing blinked, not knowing how to respond. Through their shared five senses, Yu Yi felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and his cheeks seemed to be on fire. Even she could feel the heat on his face.

Yu Yi was shocked by his reaction and said quickly: "Calm down, you are still in the state! I just want you to break through the state of mind as soon as possible so that I can find you."

Xue Chenjing took a deep breath, calmed down the heat in his body, and walked into the main courtyard.

His mother's name contained the word "Orchid", and she also liked orchids very much. In Xue Chenjing's memory, orchids grew everywhere in the main courtyard, and orchids of various colors bloomed all year round. In order to keep the orchids in the courtyard from withering, Xue Xingzhi even spent a lot of money to exchange for spirit stones and buried them underground.

But now there are few orchids in Youlan Courtyard, and the few that remain are no longer as bright and beautiful as they once were.

Xue Chenjing originally thought that there should be a banquet waiting for him in the main courtyard, but the courtyard was deserted and there was not a single servant. Xue Chenjing walked all the way to the hall, and only saw a table of delicacies in the hall, and only two people were sitting at the table waiting.

"Chenjing, Chenjing, are you here?" The woman at the table looked towards the door, raised her hand to the air to feel, her eyes reflected under the candle, dim, without any divine light.

Xue Chenjing was stunned and blurted out, "Your eyes..."

Wei Tinglan turned to the direction where the voice came from and smiled at him, "It's okay, as people get older, their eyes naturally become less sharp. I heard from your father that you've grown taller and stronger, and more handsome than before."

Xue Chenjing looked at her hand that was stubbornly raised in the air, as if she wanted to touch him, but he tightened his fingers in his sleeves and did not hold it.

Xue Xingzhi noticed the coldness on his face, walked over, held his wife's hand, patted it, put it back on the table, and called out: "Chen Jing, sit down quickly and have dinner with us."

Tears flashed in the corners of Wei Tinglan's eyes, but she still tried to keep smiling and said: "Yes, sit down quickly, these are all your favorite dishes. My eyesight is not good, so I can't cook for you myself, but I instructed them to make them one by one, so the taste should be about the same."

Xue Chenjing glanced at the dishes on the table, and they were indeed all his favorites. He glanced at the two of them, then turned back to look at the quiet courtyard, sneering: "What kind of trick is this? Isn't there poison in this dish?"

Xue Xingzhi was surprised: "What nonsense are you talking about? I made all of this with your mother, guarding the back kitchen, how dare they poison it?"

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"Mother?" Xue Chenjing smiled, raised his fingertips slightly, and two pseudo-feet emerged from the void, with sharp snake scales on the ends of the pseudo-feet, "Apart from looking for other people's fathers and mothers, can't you think of any other means?"

The two people at the table showed a confused look, which was much better than "Liu Hua's" acting skills.

Xue Chenjing didn't want to get too entangled with them and waste time, so he pointed his fingertips. Two pseudo-legs suddenly shot down, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

But before the pseudo-legs were about to touch them, a contract mark suddenly appeared between Xue Chenjing's eyebrows, and the two pseudo-legs were backfired by the restraint force, exploded from the inside, and transparent mucus splashed in all directions.

Xue Chenjing's head buzzed, as if his arm was broken, and he stepped back a few steps in pain, his face turned pale in an instant.

Xue Xingzhi was an ordinary person, and he didn't realize that he had been hovering on the edge of life and death. Seeing his appearance, he walked towards him worriedly, wanting to support him, "Chenjing, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xue Chenjing looked at him in fear, as if he was looking at a flood beast, and kept backing away, almost tripping over the threshold.

The blood contract that Xue Mingyuan planted in them took effect. These two people are really his parents, not illusions in the mind, nor are they pretended by cultivators. They are really his parents connected by blood!

A figure in white walked in gracefully from outside. Madam Lian's soul entered the realm. Her body was covered with radiant light, her sleeves were light, and she held a lotus in her hand. She looked like a fairy from the sky. She looked at him as if she was looking at an ant struggling in the world. She said softly, "This realm is built on their minds. Only by killing them can you break through the realm. Unfortunately, you can't kill them."

"Today, you can only die here."