In the next illusion, the person she saw was still not Ye Zhongyuan.

It's snowy here and there, just like the peaks of snowy mountains.

Emperor Fu carefully walked across the snow, looking around.

A cold wind, like a knife, lies on this snow-covered peak under a sloppy sky, and houses a house.

The house is large and small, with an antique appearance, and is located in snow and ice.

"Xiao Hei, you lost your bet and lost again, this month you have to clean up!"

Bai Ze suddenly ran out of the room and shouted as he ran.

"You're the old Qianhei me!" Then Mo Qilin ran out of the room.

The two started fighting in the snow and rolled frost.

Emperor Fu shook his mind that this fantasy should be Baize's.

The illusion can clearly reflect a person's innermost desire.

This shows that Bai Ze wanted to go back to the past, the time when he lived with Mo Qilin.

"Your two skins itch again?" Suddenly, Di Fuyao heard his own voice coming out of the room.

It turns out there is still her in the fantasy of Bai Ze!

"Boss, they are disobedient, the deity is audible!" Huoer smiled gloatingly at the door with his arms around him, "Punish them to not eat tonight! Both are left to the deity! Hahaha--"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhongyuan, Jun Fenghua, Nan Sheng and others came out of the house one after another.

Bai Ze and Mo Qilin were still fighting each other.

One pinched each other's hair, and one scratched each other's face.

"Fighting every day, is it still a beast? It's not shameful!" Jun Fenghua smiled.

"Who won't admit he lost!" Bai Ze exclaimed.

Mo Qilin shouted unwillingly: "You are a thousand! Bai Ze, you have changed! You are no longer that innocent and innocent!"

"You have also changed, your heart has been blackened! You unscrupulous loser!"

"..."

Two of you, I yelled at each other.

Emperor Fu Yao looked at this scene from a distance, his heart was funny.

From Bai Ze's illusion, it is not difficult to see that the way he and Mo Qilin got along with each other is actually a small enemy!

"Don't fight with you. The boss of the emperor caught two Xuanshuang Dilong today. If he doesn't eat again, he will be eaten up by the fire!" Nan Sheng said with a smile.

When they heard it, they reconciled instantly, and the two brothers patted each other.

"Everything is in front of the barbecue!"

"Can't let Huoer steal the food of our beasts! We lose the dignity of our beasts!"

"Correct!"

The two brothers, who had been fighting just now, were reconciled in an instant.

Di Fuyao couldn't help looking at him, and stood in a remote place and counted carefully.

Good guys, except for the shrine, almost everyone that Bai Ze has met is in this illusion.

It shows how much this little guy can't wait to see the gods.

The oracle sealed the power of his beast, leaving a shadow on his young mind, so that he would not want to appear in the illusion.

Bai Ze's illusion is different from the first two desires and evil thoughts. In his illusion, there is only a simple beauty.

Everyone lives together without care.

It is a pity that she was born with wind in her blood and was destined to drift, and that her life was not suitable for her.

Di Fu shook for a while, then took a chance, and while everyone was entering the house, he gently patted his hand with the golden mark on Bai Ze's back.

Space-time changes again.

The dark streets were scarlet in their eyes.

Emperor Fu shook his head and looked at it, and saw that the moon had also turned scarlet, exuding a terrifying and terrifying atmosphere.

"Purgatory Street?"

Is this the illusion of Ye Zhongyuan?

She was so happy that she looked around to find Ye Zhongyuan.

However, what was seen was Mo Qilin and a white man with his back to her.

It was too far away, she could not see the appearance of the men in white, but she could hear the voice of their conversation echoing on the long street.

"I'm willing to punish the master! As long as you don't hurt the master, I'm willing to bear any punishment!" Mo Qilin's voice was full of determination.

"Little unicorn, I can promise you, but your master is guilty of death, and life crimes are unavoidable! I will take a vein from him as punishment." The man in white said coldly.

Mo Qilin shuddered and shouted in disbelief: "There are three souls, and one is drawn. What is the difference between death and death?"

The whole street was shocked by his anger.

"Hehe ..." The man in white fluttered in his clothes and sneered, "Little unicorn, you are too underestimated of your master. If it is not a god, how can I pick him out of thousands of people, unfortunately, he is too boring To betray me. If it wasn't for the love I had owed you in the past, I would make his life! "

The content of their conversation aroused strong curiosity from Di Fuyao.

Especially this man in white, how does she look like a god?

Also, is the master of Mo Qilin's mouth Ye Yeyuan?

Just as she held her breath and wanted to come forward to see the truth, the two suddenly disappeared on Purgatory Street. She was shocked and had not had time to react, and the picture in front of her seemed to be torn apart by someone.

She only felt an instant weightlessness, and by the time the reaction came, people had arrived at the Imperial Hall.

"What's going on?" Di Fu shook his head with question marks.

She didn't even see the truth, and Mo Qilin's illusion kicked her out automatically?

"Boss, it should be that Mo Qilin has been awake from the illusion, so you will be forced to withdraw from his illusion." Di Gou explained in a hurry.

Emperor Fuyao thoughtfully, and soon put his mood in order, patience seems to hit the Emperor's Hall.

Now that you have arrived at the Emperor's House, does this illusion relate to the Emperor's family?

It's just that nobody seems to be in this hall.

As soon as Di Fuya came to the inner hall, he saw a slender figure standing in the inner hall.

"Prince?"

She followed the Prince's sight, and saw that there was a person lying on the table on the main hall's main table.

"Ha ha ha ha boss that is not you?" Di Gouyou could not help but burst out laughing.

Emperor Fu took a closer look at the grass, it was really her!

'She' in the illusion, at this moment, if no one is lying on the table, eating the snack on the table with interest.

To be honest, from her perspective, the posture is indeed unsightly.

But Nangong Changqing stood there, her mouth slightly raised, and she looked at her for a moment, with a little puddle flowing in her eyes.

Emperor Fu remembered, this scene seemed to be the scene when she and the prince first met?

In this illusion, there is no fierce fighting, no violent tearing, nor pure beauty.

The whole hall was quiet and could only hear her eating and drinking.

She was eating and he was laughing.

There is an indescribable warmth.

Di Fuyao has a kind of can't bear to interrupt this quiet beauty.

But it should be interrupted, after all, she really only has friendship with the prince.

A lunge rushed forward, and Di Fuyao was ready to shoot his back quickly.

Who knows that at the moment of death, Nangong Changqing turned around suddenly.