Chapter 635 Illusion! .

On the Martial God Altar.

The world in front of Su Changge changed drastically. The sky became darker and darker, as if covered by thick fog. In the blink of an eye, the whole world was dark, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you, as if you fell into an endless abyss.

The whole world was black, and there was no other color.

About three breaths later, a sound of piano sounded, and the dark fog gradually dissipated, and a new world was unveiled.

"Where is this...?"

Su Changge opened his eyes and found that there was a green bamboo forest in front of him, stretching as far as the eye could see, and he didn't know how many kilometers it was, and he was standing at the entrance of the bamboo forest.

Abrupt.

With a bang, pink mist suddenly rose from the ground around him, like pink smoke, beautiful and elegant, smelling like the fragrance of roses.

But the next moment, he suddenly found that his body seemed different. An impulse from the primitive and ancient times surged into his heart, and his body was extremely hot and his blood was surging.

"There's something wrong with this mist, don't breathe it in!"

Su Changge quickly understood what was going on and hurriedly covered her mouth and nose.

After inhaling this stuff into the body, the whole body was instantly filled with a hot impulse, just like inhaling the fragrance of the acacia, no one could resist it.

It's a pity that it has already been inhaled, and it's useless to cover the mouth and nose. Su Changge simply stopped covering it and saw what she could do to herself.

However, she was suspicious in her heart.

Isn't this an illusion? Why is it so real?

"Zheng..."

Suddenly, there was a beautiful sound of piano in front of her, like a clear spring flowing over a stone, flowing into the ear, beautiful and pleasant.

Su Changge was slightly stunned, and then he raised his foot and prepared to go over to take a look.

After walking into the bamboo forest for a while, he found that the pink mist here was thicker, almost condensed into pink water droplets.

Walking forward, I saw that the bamboo leaves were covered with pink water droplets everywhere, crystal clear, full and round.

Not long after, it seemed that they had reached the depths of the bamboo forest. There was a stream in front of them, clear to the bottom, and a waterwheel and a wooden bridge... Across the river was a bamboo house, with more than ten big bamboos as thick as bowls planted in front of the door. The sound of the piano flowed from the bamboo house.

"What a small bridge and flowing water..."

Su Changge smiled faintly, and understood a little bit what Lin Zichun was thinking.

Let yourself walk all the way, smell the pink mist, the blood in your heart is raised layer by layer, and then fall into her trap step by step without control?

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, Lin Zichun's delicate voice came out from the bamboo house: "Little husband, I have been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly."

Su Changge smiled, walked over without being pretentious.

Walked on the wooden bridge.

Crossing the stream.

Until you arrived at the door of the bamboo house, you found that the door of the bamboo house was ajar, and there was a charming and fragrant butterfly fragrance emanating from it, which was intoxicating.

"Squeak--"

The bamboo door opened automatically, welcoming Su Changge in.

Su Changge stepped in and found a different world inside. There were unsightly paintings hanging everywhere on the walls. His spiritual sense swept through eighty paintings, and all of them were young men and women in pairs, shameless and unbearable to look at.

Su Changge glanced at it, and a heat rushed to his head involuntarily.

This is primitive restlessness, which cannot be controlled by humans, but is the instinct of living things.

Looking at Lin Zichun again, she was sitting on the bed like nothing happened, with red eyes and a heartbeat. She was holding a light pink ancient book in her hand, observing it carefully, and muttering softly: "Should I use this or that later?"

Su Changge found that the paintings on it were all unsightly, and anyone who saw them would blush, but Lin Zichun admired them very much, and her beautiful eyes radiated streams of light.

Su Changge didn't know what to say.

I really saw it today.

He looked at Lin Zichun again, and suddenly felt his heart beating, his passion burning, and an even more incomparable restlessness surged into his heart, almost uncontrollable.

When he came in just now, his attention was on the wall, and later on the book.

And now that he noticed her, he was immediately shocked. He saw that she was wearing extremely hot clothes, which set off her curvy figure to the fullest, and it was very charming.

He glanced sideways again, and it turned out that there was a jar of incense burning by the wall, which was a hundred times more dense than the pink mist outside, and it was confusing.

"My little husband, do you like it?"

Lin Zichun's lips opened and closed, and she spoke softly.

Su Changge was not the kind of person who could not move when seeing a beautiful woman. His expression remained unchanged, and he even had a hint of aloofness. He asked, "Is this your illusion? It's not that great."

"Oh?" Lin Zichun smiled, like a hot rose about to bloom, and said delicately, "I didn't expect that you were so conscious even after being under an illusion, but so what, can you break free?"

As he spoke, he looked at the incense in the corner.

The incense had been burned for most of the time, and it was extremely blurry. Anyone who smelled it would feel the blood gushing in their body, and their primitive desires would become more agitated.

Outside.

Countless people rushed to look at the stage and listened to Lin Zichun playing the piano.

In their ears, the piano sounded like a normal piano sound, and it was even more beautiful than a normal piano sound, but everyone knew that this was an auditory illusion. Once you are under an illusion, it is difficult to get out unless Lin Zichun is willing.

Especially for a young man like Su Changge, Lin Zichun would definitely use the tricks that men like to treat him.

As for what men like, is there any need to explain it?

Lin Wudi looked at Su Changge solemnly, and saw him standing there with his eyes closed, motionless, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, the piano stopped, Lin Zichun raised her fair wrist and waved, calling softly: "Little husband, come here."

In the eyes of everyone who was either worried or envious, Su Changge walked over slowly like a puppet.

As the real world walked over, Su Changge also walked over in the illusion, walked in front of Lin Zichun, reached out and touched her hand, and felt that it was delicate, elastic, and silky. It was so real, just like in the real world.

"I have to say, your illusion is enough to be mistaken for the real thing."

He smiled.

Lin Zichun exhaled sweetly and said softly, "As long as my husband likes it."

The next moment, Su Changge suddenly realized something and his face suddenly changed. He felt that the hand he was holding on her hand suddenly lost control, and a stream of spiritual power was forcibly stripped out of his body and sucked into her body along her shoulders.

As the absorption deepened, her aura rose and became stronger.

"Are you absorbing my spiritual power?"

Su Changge's eyes flashed, and he immediately took his hand away.

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