Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 189 The Missing Women
I saw that the official's eyebrows and eyes were of the same line as Yu Lan's.

Mu Anran looked at Yu Lan calmly, everything around her seemed to have changed unconsciously.

Jing Wu didn't move not far away, he didn't know what he was looking for.

Dao Xu asked, "Why is she so surprised?"

Mu Anran looked at him with a smile, "Because she had killed her father a long time ago, his bones should have started to rot and stink by now."

But the person who should have died appeared in this magnificent hall.

"So, the key lies in him?"

Mu An remained silent, she watched Yu Lan approach her father.

"Lan Lan may not be able to notice anything, why don't you go up and help her?"

Daoxu thought for a while, and slowly approached the official in prime minister's attire.

Mu Anran raised eyebrows behind him, "Did you know?"

Dao Xu paused.

Mu Anran laughed heartily, "The biggest fear is that Yu Lan can't call her father that."

Dao Xu looked back suddenly, he had already walked between the officials and Yu Lan.

Only now did he realize that Yu Lan's eyes were a little dull, and those phoenix eyes that always seemed to have a strong sense of presence were now extremely ordinary.

It turned out that from the moment Mu Anran discovered the officials, they had entered a hallucination.

In an instant, Dao Xu, the officials and Yu Lan disappeared in front of him.

Mu Anran looked back, and there was no one in the resplendent and resplendent hall.

She exhaled lightly, "Compared to Dao Xu being an illusion, I still hope not to work with him."

She murmured as she wandered through the hall, "What is the fate? If you insist on getting me and him together, who are you torturing?"

After walking around the hall, Mu Anran turned around slowly, there was nothing unusual about this place.

No difference is the biggest difference.

Mu Angran walked up the high steps and came to the dragon chair.

She was wrong, it's not that there is no second person in this hall, there is only one person sitting on the dragon chair.

But it wasn't that young and unfamiliar face, but an obese and arrogant face.

Mu Anran took a closer look at that face and confirmed it, "Second prince?"

In reality, the emperor changed and Xiao Xiu did not take the throne, but in the illusion it was just the opposite.

Mu Angran straightened his waist, "Interesting."

So after she and Yu Lan left Fu'an country last time, what happened in Fu'an country?
Why did the white snake demon bring those women into the phantom?
The illusion here is like a maze, the second prince is frozen on the dragon chair, Mu Anran can't get out of this magnificent hall no matter what.

After a long time, there is a bit of evil spirit.

"I shouldn't have kicked that guy away." Mu Anran muttered and took out the hook bow.

With her white fingertips resting on the crimson bow, she closed one eye and aimed at the emperor on the high seat.

Mu Anran's lips opened and closed silently, "Boom."

The thunder and lightning materialized, and the wind blown by spiritual power lifted her dress and long hair, looking very high-spirited.

With a thought in her mind, thunder and lightning shot out, and a cloud of thunder fog appeared on the dragon chair. There was a thunderstorm in the hall, and the fate lines appeared and disappeared for a short time. It was hard to tell who belonged to whom, but it was mysterious and powerful. The breath seems to represent that each line represents an extremely extraordinary person.

And where the lines of fate intersect, there is nothing but wood.

"Boom."

As if the thunder fog exploded, with a soft sound, the dragon chair disappeared, and the resplendent and resplendent hall also disappeared.

It seemed to be a coincidence, and it seemed to be caused by Mu Anran. There was a torrential rain in the entire illusion, and there were thunder and lightning, weaving a dense web in the empty sky.

The obese second prince fell from the dragon chair and fell into the mud. He was in such a panic that he crawled on the muddy ground crying bitterly.

"I am Fu'an Guosheng! The ruler of mortals! You can't trap me here! You can't!"

"You are dead, you have to help me get out of here."

The ethereal voice holds the deep sound of ancient times, and penetrates directly into people's hearts.

Xiao Xiu kept shaking her head, "No! No! I am the Holy One admired by all people! Don't be a puppet! You are not my god!"

"You should live for me."

"no no!"

The existence behind was angry, Xiao Xiu suddenly fell into the pit, and there were thousands of corpses below.

"I am a god! Those who are not religious to me should go to the eighteenth floor of hell!"

Xiao Xiu cried bitterly, wailing in the thunderstorm, "Who will save me!"

Standing in the pothole, Mu Angran tilted his head slightly, "Is this a fact that has already happened?"

These are the words of the past...

So where is the reality?
She looked back.

There was no one in the huge, thunderstorm-swept muddy field.

Mu Anran twitched the corners of his mouth, "Could it be possible that I really ran into a Sturgeon."

The Sturgeon is not difficult to get out of trouble, but it is disgusting enough.

"But if you think about it better," Mu Anran shrugged, "this is a good opportunity to practice."

The luxurious French boots stepped on the mud, and the high-quality materials kept them spotless.

Mu Angran struggled to move forward in the mud, and couldn't keep his eyes open.

Her clothes were clean, and she was dressed in red, which formed a sharp contrast in the muddy ground of the thunderstorm.

Mu Anran was looking around, but it seemed like he was circling in circles.

"No way."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Mu Anran stopped.

The Gouhong Bow appeared in his hand, but Mu Anran didn't aim at it, just shot randomly at the surroundings.

Take a bow so she can use it like a machine gun.

Finally, when it accidentally shot into the sky, the thunder and lightning pierced through the dark clouds, revealing a trace of strangeness in the sky.

……

It turned out to be a forest of wine and meat, a scene of luxury on a continent.

Mu Anran held the Gouhong bow tightly, flew up without hesitation, aimed at the Gouhong bow, and kept breaking through the sky.

The unkind thunder and lightning in the sky were scorching, and Mu Anran didn't expect that he would be struck by the lightning.

Finally, taking advantage of a crack in the sky, she took the opportunity to fly up to that crack.

All of a sudden, the flying Qingling was defenseless, and suddenly his body became heavy, as if he was about to burrow into the mud.

Mu Anran rolled over quickly with sharp eyes and hands, but still gnawed a mouthful of mud
"Bah bah bah!"

She wiped her mouth, got up from the ground, and was even more speechless after seeing the environment clearly.

Inside the rising white air is a warm hot spring. There are many women soaking in the hot spring. They are beautiful, with no hair on their upper bodies. Their skin is as smooth and clean as an egg with its shell off, and its curves are beautiful.

And next to such a pond, there is a swamp for her to chew on mud.

She flew across the swamp, and no one of the women noticed her. There were many sweet fruits growing beside the hot spring, and the wine beside it was inexhaustible.

Mu Anran flicked his wrist and wiped his eyes lightly with his index finger. There were still a group of beautiful women in front of him, but the difference was that these women had yellowish cheeks, as if they were malnourished.

"……I see."

The woman in front of him is the missing mortal in Qingshan Town.

They were caught in hallucinations, ignorant of what was going on, completely unaware that there was a woman in the town who committed suicide just to save them.

Mu Anran gritted his teeth, "Damn Sturgeon, I have to skin you and cramp you!"

(End of this chapter)