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 raised his foot, ready to go over and 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 beautiful bridge and flowing water..."

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

Let herself walk along, smell the pink mist, and the blood in her heart was raised layer by layer, and then uncontrollably, fall into her trap step by step?

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Lin Zichun's delicate voice came out from the bamboo house: "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.

Crossed the stream.

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

"Squeak--"

The bamboo door opened automatically, welcoming Su Changge in.

Su Changge took a step inside and found a hole inside. There were disgusting paintings hanging everywhere on the walls. He scanned the paintings with his spiritual sense and found that there were eighty of them. The paintings were all young men and women in pairs, and they were shameless and unbearable to look at.

Su Changge glanced at them, 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 with red eyes and a calm heart, like nothing happened. 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 scanned the ancient book with his spiritual sense, and found that the paintings on it were all disgusting. Anyone who saw it would blush, but Lin Zichun admired it 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 richer than the pink mist outside, and it was confusing.

"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 very good."

"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?"

Looking 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 the body, and the primitive desire became more agitated.

Outside world.

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 will definitely use the tricks that men like to treat him.

As for what men like, is that even necessary?

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

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, Lin Zichun raised her fair wrist and waved, calling softly: "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 to 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 like orchids, 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, along her shoulders, and was absorbed into her body.

As the absorption deepened, her breath rose steadily and became stronger.

"Are you absorbing my spiritual energy?"

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