frightfiction Chapter 1842
Chapter 1842
After a long while, Bai Li reluctantly let go of his hand, landed, took two steps back, and looked up at his fair, porcelain-like face as if seeking praise, saying, "Master, look at me!"
She chuckled triumphantly, spun around lightly, and suddenly a nine-colored halo enveloped her body like a thin mist. She then called out crisply, "Transform!"
wow——
The moment the nine-colored mist dissipated, Chen Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his hands froze in mid-air—
As the mist dissipated, the person standing before them was no longer the familiar Bai Li, but a woman dressed in a semi-transparent veil, with embroidered eyebrows and a captivating smile on her lips—it was none other than Qiu Zixian from the previous battle.
"Little brother, do you still recognize your sister?" Bai Li, dressed as Qiu Zixian once was, looked at Chen Xuan and asked calmly.
Even the slight tremor in the last syllable of her voice was exactly the same as Qiu Zixian's, as if she had pulled him directly out of his memory.
"Qiu... Qiu Zixian?" Chen Xuan stared at her, his tone full of surprise. "Bai Li, how come you've met her before?"
"Of course, I saw it with the mistresses through the water mirror technique of the Immortal Abode." The woman maintained her Qiu Zixian appearance, her eyes clear as autumn water. With light steps and a slight sway of her waist, she walked up to Chen Xuan, extended her slender fingers to brush his cheek, and deliberately blew a breath of warm air into his ear as she leaned closer. Her voice was as soft as cotton.
"It was before the battle to defend the Void Arena, when the matriarchs watched you compete together."
Chen Xuan felt a tickling sensation on his ears from the heat, and instinctively shrank back before realizing, "I see."
"Master, do I look like him?" Bai Li, wearing Qiu Zixian's face, stared into Chen Xuan's eyes at close range, her voice as soft as a feather skimming the surface of water, even her breathing carrying a deliberate softness.
Fortunately, Chen Xuandao had a firm mind. If it were anyone else, they would have been distracted by his appearance and would not have been able to maintain their composure.
"As expected of the Illusionary Blood Dragon Clan, the most skilled at transformation and lurking in the Immortal Ancient Era, it is indeed extremely similar." Chen Xuan reached out and gently pinched the cheek of "Qiu Zixian" in front of him, his fingertips able to touch the delicate skin, and commented in a low voice.
"Master~" Seeing that he approved, Bai Li immediately took advantage of the situation and tried to stick her hot body against Chen Xuan, but Chen Xuan quickly reached out and pinched her ear.
"Ouch! Ouch! Master, Bai Li won't do it again!" Bai Li cried out in pain and immediately withdrew her illusionary form, reverting to her original mischievous girl form. She stood on tiptoe, begging for mercy, her eyes reddening.
"This illusion technique is your life-saving ability. Unless absolutely necessary, you must never reveal it to outsiders." Chen Xuan released her hand, gently rubbing her reddened earlobe with his fingertips, his tone serious.
"Once someone figures out your methods, this supernatural ability will lose its advantage and will instead bring you trouble."
"Hehehe... Bai Li got it!" Bai Li nodded quickly, like a sprite who had done something wrong, obediently transforming into a black dragon about the length of a forearm, its scales gleaming with a dark luster, its tail gently hooking Chen Xuan's sleeve and wrapping around his wrist.
Chen Xuan lowered his head, touched the black dragon's head with his fingertips, and then took a step. A faint golden aura of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth emanated from his body, enveloping him and Bai Li on his wrist. In an instant, they arrived in front of the six immortal mansions beneath the golden summit of Tangwu Mountain.
He conjured a pale golden communication talisman at his fingertips, and with a gentle flick, the talisman transformed into six streams of light, each heading towards one of the six well-arranged immortal abodes.
In less than half a breath, the gates of the mansion swung open one after another—
Piaoxue was still dressed in a black dress, like a delicate orchid, quiet, dignified, and elegant.
Yu'er is warlike, so she wears a half-scale armor over her dress. The crimson hair ribbon that floats in the wind among her cascading black hair is a touch of girlish charm.
Xin'er's white dress was still as spotless as when she first met Chen Xuan.
Lin Yuyao is stunningly beautiful, possessing an innate noble air. Combined with her scale armor and rosy robes, she appears even more charming and pure, making her very pleasant to behold.