The door is closed before the guests arrive

Author: Ming Weiwei

The door is closed before the guests arrive

Lu Wangyi sat back in a daze.

He tilted his head and stared blankly at Master, who was surrounded by several sect leaders on the stage, and murmured in a low voice: "Master... can you also have inner demons?"

His master saved the world with one sword and protected the common people. He was the well-deserved number one among hundreds of immortal schools. Would such a powerful master also give birth to inner demons? Will he also be trapped by inner demons?

Yan Changan could obviously tell what he was thinking. He was silent for a moment and whispered: "There are so many powerful people above that we don't need you."

Lu Wangyi choked up and felt that it would be better for Yan Changan not to say anything.

He naturally knew that it was useless for him and his junior brother to go up there.

Although Liu Xubai is powerful, the inner demons born from powerful people should not be underestimated. Moreover, the whole world knows how much Liu Xubai is obsessed with his Fairy Hua. If the inner demons are born from this, it will only become more serious.

Difficult to deal with.

But at this moment, the palace door that had been closed by the Shu family disciples was suddenly pushed open.

The dazzling light of midsummer rushed in from behind her, and the hall quickly became brighter. A crimson skirt forced its way into everyone's eyes, and there seemed to be a bright stream of light attached to the skirt, flowing as she walked, with wisps of black entanglement.

Her clothes were tied around her waist, and unintelligible runes were outlined with gold threads on the skirt and sleeve corners. Suddenly, people were frightened, and their eyes fell tremblingly on her familiar face.

Several elders and disciples stood up in disbelief and stared blankly at the people who slowly walked into the hall. Madam Shu suddenly had tears in her eyes. She was supported by Shu Wen and looked at the person coming: "Sui Sui, my Sui Sui."

Yan Changan looked in the direction of Shu Yue and saw that he had also stood up uncontrollably and looked at the people in the palace absentmindedly.

"That's... that's -" someone's voice trembled, "...Shunong?"

How is this possible?

That turned out to be—really Shunong?

There was a small invitation token hanging on the tip of her index finger. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but her brows were wrinkled in distress: "How can you close the door before all the guests have arrived?"

"age--"

Liu Xubai, who was suppressing his inner demons on the stage, suddenly opened his eyes, pushed away the person in front of him, and looked at the girl in red under the stage almost obsessively.

It's Shunong!

His breathing suddenly became lighter.

Instead of the Shu Nong who appeared in front of him under the name Su Hehe, she was the real Shu Nong he had known for six hundred years!

No, not entirely.

He, Yan Changan, the Shu family and Song Lin all carefully focused their eyes on the runes on her body.

Not only them, but also other disciples in the hall, many people looked at the runes on her body in secret. What's more, in the pre-banquet exam, the rune was chosen. Among the disciples present, there were also many who were proficient in it.

This way.

That's not a common rune.

None of the ancient books they had read and the forbidden books they had seen in evil places had recorded such runes.

Mysterious, yet inexplicably unsettling. The flow of runes makes people feel frightened and dangerous.

The rich and pure spiritual power on her body formed a sharp contrast with the flowing runes, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

Shu Nong raised his head and met Liu Xubai's gaze, and smiled slowly: "It's really funny."

She stepped forward step by step: "Now that you are in a high position, you have begun to care about my life and death."

She snapped her fingers, and the spiritual power left her fingertips. The door she pushed open closed again, and the barrier shrouded the entire Cangsheng Hall without knowing when.

She looked around at the cautious and unclear people in the hall, but carefully avoided where the Shu family was, and said to Liu Xubai, who was pale and in pain on the stage: "I saw you on the thirty-fifth floor.

The illusion of inner demons, scoff——"

"What kind of illusion is that?" She smiled, "Not counting you and me, there are seventy-six people here. How about letting these seventy-six people and you see my illusion?"

After she finished speaking, before anyone could resist, the clear snap of fingers sounded again. Hua Qiu had no time to react and fell into the darkness with everyone.

The moment before falling into darkness, Yan Changan suddenly heard Shu Nong's voice.

"This is your test." She seemed to be in his ear, with a hint of joy in her tone, "Yan Changan, when faced with a choice, kill Shu Nong in the illusion. That is not me. Kill her.

This formation will be broken."

Then it fell into darkness.

Yan Changan opened his eyes again, feeling weak all over, lying under the tree. The mottled shadows of the trees fell on his face, moving with the wind. When the breeze blew by, the leaves slowly fell on his face.

Yan Changan rested quietly for a while, regained his strength, and then slowly sat up, leaning against the tree and observing the surrounding environment.

Orioles were flying and the grass was growing, there were no clouds in the sky, a small spring gurgled under the blue sky, the leaves and flowers were moving with the wind, and a butterfly rested leisurely on his shoulder.

The laughter of children came from not far away. Yan Changan's eyelashes twitched slightly. He looked sideways and saw a small carrot head suddenly emerged from the grass about half a person tall by the roadside.

His little face was white and soft, with two simple knots tied on his head. He was wearing a small light blue dress and looked at him with a pair of big curious eyes.

"Yeah -" she pointed at him with her small green-white index finger and tilted her head, "I have a good-looking brother."

Yan Changan pursed his lips and looked at her.

The grass behind the girl shook again, and another cat with orange and white fur walked out. The cat circled around the girl, lazily licking its paws, and saw the wings gently flapping on his shoulders.

The butterfly stared for a moment and then came over.

The tail behind it swayed with its noble steps, and was caught off guard by the girl kneeling on the ground behind it.

She didn't seem to understand how to get the missing cat back, so she just instinctively grabbed its tail and pulled it back.

The cat was in pain, and with a little force, its tail was pulled out of her soft palm, and it slapped her face with moderate force, knocking the girl to the spot.

Yan Changan's eyebrows skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the next moment, tears quickly welled up in the child's eyes, and they were full of tears. He pursed his lips in grievance, turned his head and looked around, and finally looked at Yan Chang'an under the tree.

With one glance, he crawled over on his hands and feet and threw himself into Yan Changan's arms.

Yan Changan froze, as motionless as a log, and watched helplessly as the tearful little Douding grabbed his front and climbed up on him with both hands.

Yan Changan had never hugged such a small and soft child before. His hands were stiff and he was helpless and looked down at her in tears.

When the little girl cried, she didn't cry loudly. She just kept dropping the golden beans with her mouth aggrieved. She put her baby-fat little face in front of his eyes and pointed at the cat to complain: "Hit me, little flower, bad boy."

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She turned her head to look at the cat named Xiaohua and said harsh words. Unfortunately, her voice was soft, so Xiaohua didn't take her seriously. Seeing that the butterfly on Yan Changan's shoulder was scared away by her, she lowered her head and licked her paws.

Look at her quietly.

It will be on the shelves tomorrow

Thank you very much to the little angels who read
Chapter completed!