She then looked at each painting on the wall.
The red lotuses between the eyebrows of the women in the paintings had also faded away.
At this moment, Zhao Shuning suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head.
Something was wrong.
The mark of the red lotus left by Bu Ran in her body had started to move uncontrollably towards the center of her eyebrows.
Zhao Shuning tried to suppress it forcefully with her spiritual power.
However,
Her power was no match for the power of Bu Ran's natal red lotus.
Fortunately,
The red lotus recognized its master.
At the last moment, instead of breaking out of her body, it stopped between Zhao Shuning's eyebrows and was deeply imprinted there.
Zhao Shuning naturally felt this change.
Previously,
Unless she was in danger or needed to use the power of the red lotus, it would only appear between her eyebrows. She had never encountered a situation where it appeared uncontrollably like this before.
Gradually, her body returned to calm.
Zhao Shuning forcefully endured her discomfort at this moment.
At this time,
What was important was the curved blade in Mo Yan's hand, which had gathered hundreds and thousands of souls.
Strangely,
Although the souls had been drawn into the curved blade and the spiritual magnetic field was no longer as strong as before, Zhao Shuning still looked like Luo Feiyan.
Zhao Shuning was bold.
She didn't think carefully.
Of course,
Time was pressing.
She didn't have time to think carefully either.
She casually took out a veil from her Qiankun bag and tied it on.
Then, Zhao Shuning's figure suddenly attacked Mo Yan.
To be more precise,
She rushed towards the curved blade in Mo Yan's hand.
The sudden appearance of the crimson figure startled Mo Yan. But after all, he had lived for hundreds of years, and his spiritual power and mental strength were top - notch. He easily dodged.
However,
He seemed to have underestimated the woman's ability.
Seeing him dodge, Zhao Shuning immediately spun her body lightly.
She placed her hands behind her back and attacked again.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you break into my Ghost Domain Holy Land?"
Ghost Domain?
So,
This was the Ghost Domain?
It was the place where Xiao Qiu, Mo Yan, and a group of Loulan soldiers had lived for hundreds of years.
Mo Yan put away the curved blade in his hand.
Instead, a long halberd appeared in his hand.
A long halberd?
Right.
The people of Loulan were good at fighting on horseback.
For horse - back fighting, the best choice was a long halberd.
This long halberd seemed familiar. It looked quite old. It seemed to be a gift that Luo Feiyan had made with her own hands and given to Mo Yan when she was twelve.
He had kept it until now.
If you said he was nostalgic,
But he had only used Luo Feiyan.
If you said he was heartless,
He had kept an old item for so long.
He was really a very contradictory person.
Zhao Shuning didn't hesitate. Although Mo Yan had put away the curved blade, her attack didn't weaken at all. Mo Yan also did his best to deal with her.
The confrontation between two top - level powerhouses.
What they were competing for was the strength of their mental power.
Zhao Shuning's body had only been practicing for a few decades. Even though she was extremely talented and had been nourished by many spiritual pills from Yan Ruyu, she still felt a bit strenuous when facing Mo Yan, a powerful person who had lived for hundreds of years.
However,
Strenuous as it was,
It was also quite difficult for Mo Yan to capture her.
With the final palm strike,
Zhao Shuning and Mo Yan each took dozens of steps back. Fortunately, the painting studio was large enough for them to display their skills.
When they stood still,
Seeing the woman in front of him, Mo Yan frowned first.
Then,
When he saw the red lotus between Zhao Shuning's eyebrows, he was suddenly shocked, but he forcefully suppressed it.
Her attire?
It also made Mo Yan very suspicious.
"Luo Qiu?"
He mistook Zhao Shuning for Luo Qiu.
Although she was wearing a veil,
Based on the half of her face, he could still recognize her roughly.
For countless days and nights, he had been in the painting studio, painting her portraits every day. If she appeared in front of him, he would surely recognize her at a glance.
"Luo Qiu, you're really capable. I didn't expect that you would have such a mind. Since you could see through my plan, well, now that you're back home, why are you still wearing a veil? With this outfit of yours, aren't you just trying to make me soft - hearted?"
In this world,
No one could be like Yan'er.
Only Luo Qiu could.
She had practiced a rather unique mental method that allowed her to change her appearance at will. Originally, the red lotus between Luo Qiu's eyebrows was just a cinnabar mark, which had long since faded away with the passage of time.
Now that the woman had a red lotus between her eyebrows, it should be that she had re - created it to make it more realistic.
Zhao Shuning simply put away the green sword she had conjured and placed her hands behind her back.
"Lord Mo Yan, the souls were gathered by both of us. You used them without my permission. I'm afraid that's against the rules."
"I've explained it to you. After this, I'll naturally have a way to gather a large number of souls again. Are you going to abandon her for the so - called common people in the world?"
Zhao Shuning stretched out her hand.
"Give me the curved blade."
"Do you think that's possible?"
Mo Yan took a few steps back.
Suddenly, a large red flame appeared in Zhao Shuning's hand.
"Then I'll have to take it by force."
"Over the years, I've endured humiliation. Do you really think I'm no match for you? Luo Qiu, don't forget that it was under my guidance that your spiritual power reached such a high level."
Zhao Shuning didn't want to waste any more words with Mo Yan.
Time was pressing.
She needed to retrieve the souls quickly and hand them over to Bu Ran. She didn't know how the battle in the royal capital was going.
Mo Yan saw Zhao Shuning's impatience.
In an instant, he stepped into the stone wall behind him.
There,
There was actually a hidden time - space gate.
Mo Yan was naturally anxious to return to the Eastern Continent. Tonight was extremely important for both him and his son.
Zhao Shuning quickly followed.
With another flash,
Their figures appeared on the small island again.
Mo Yan flew away.
The small island began to shake again, showing a tendency to sink.
Zhao Shuning quickly caught up.
By the lake,
After Zhao Shuning left the illusory realm, her appearance quickly returned to her current one.
However,
There was one difference.
That was,
The red lotus between her eyebrows was still extremely bright.
It didn't fade away.
She quickly made a move. Her sleeves fluttered, and a white silk quickly flew out and wrapped around Mo Yan's body.
Mo Yan's speed slowed down a bit because of the white silk.
He directly drew out his curved blade and cut at the white silk.
At this time,
The small island on the lake completely sank into the lake.
In the air,
A silver light flashed again.
By the silver light,
The red lotus between Zhao Shuning's eyebrows suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yan.
They had already left the painting studio. Why hadn't the red lotus on the woman's forehead faded away?
She?
She wasn't Luo Qiu!
Then who was she!
His heart skipped a beat.
Mo Yan's attack slowed down a bit.
It was just this short moment that allowed Zhao Shuning to completely catch up.
She stopped opposite Mo Yan and walked towards him.
Lotus bloomed with every step she took.
At this moment, in Mo Yan's eyes, there was only the red lotus between the woman's eyebrows.
It was so vivid.
So dazzling.
This red lotus,
No one in the world could depict such a vivid red lotus.
He had seen an identical red lotus.
It was on Yan'er.