The mountain man looked at Yan Lan's calm and composed appearance and was slightly surprised. If it were the past, those powerful masters could not help but sweat when facing the spell.?

This teenager can remain calm, and no matter how strong he is, this mentality alone is excellent.

His eyes flashed a few times, and the mountain man turned his head and shouted lazily to everyone: "Brothers, who are you here to spell our youngest brother?"

"It's me, I'm me...hehe!"

Sun Laozhu waved his old hand and ran out of the crowd happily. His white beard drifted in the mountain breeze, and his face was unprecedentedly red.

"Hehe, there are me and me!"

The white forehead tried hard to squeeze out the crowd, and several people secretly grabbed his clothes, but he still broke free. He ran happily to the Bu Zhu Shanren, glanced at Yan Lan from time to time, and his pupils were filled with ecstasy light.

Yan Lan looked at the two people who were jumping around, especially Sun Laozhu, who was very old and had very advanced cultivation. At this moment, he was like a child in front of Mount Bu Zhu, which really made him speechless.

However, he understood their mood at the moment. After being stuck here for so long, he could not stand it. But he was powerless. After all, losing freedom is better than losing his life.

The contrast between Yan Lingyu's lively and dull image appeared in his mind, and Yan Lan felt another pain in his heart. A few rays of slightness flashed across his eyes, and he said calmly: "Then please start, sister, if I pass the test, I hope that my charming sister can save my tribe in time."

The mountain man threw his eyes and said in a angrily voice: "Little brother, are you still afraid that your sister will regret it? After all, I have lived for hundreds of years. Isn't it that I ruined my reputation for this little thing for you? I think you are ready, so let's start now!"

After saying that, the mountain man walked to a wide wooden chair in front of the wooden house with a smile, leaning lazily and comfortably. Under the tulle skirt, two white jade legs overlapped one by one, emitting an indescribable sense of charm.

Although the mountain man Wu Zhu is so sexy and charming, the eyes of everyone looking at her were not lewd. Perhaps, in their eyes, the mountain man Wu Zhu Zhu is a beautiful female devil who has long lost her instinctive desire for her.

Zhang Gao and Zhang Bugao's unconscious bodies were both lifted and moved to one side, and a clearing of space was vacant in the center of the flat ground.

Yan Lan looked at Bai Ying and Sun Laozhu, glanced at the envious and jealous people, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, consolidated his mind and held his soul.

This was the first time he had accepted the mantras from others while preparing carefully. He had just divided a wisp of spiritual consciousness before accepting Zhang Gao's mantras, and he did not make too much preparation.

I was not prepared before, so I couldn’t be nervous. Now that I was prepared, I became a little nervous.

"Grandma, I finally got the chance to leave this ghost place. Those old guys used to be really powerful. Even if it was the opportunity to let me cast a spell, I was always disappointed. Hehe, this doll is such a god-given opportunity. I have been learning spells in this ghost place for a few years, and it's not bad to think about it. Now my spells must have achieved a little, and I must be more than enough to deal with this little doll."

Baiwei ran to Yan Lan happily, imagining with excitement that he could succeed in one fell swoop and leave this uncursed mountain range.

He stood three feet in front of Yan Lan, took a few deep breaths, calmed his ups and downs, and his brows couldn't help but lifted them up, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yan Lan, I've cast a spell, you'll be blessed, hehe!"

After saying that, he clasped his hands with his hands, muttering something in his mouth. He saw halos spreading from his fingertips, giving him a charming feeling.

Everyone looked at the spells they cast on their white foreheads and showed surprise.

"I actually practiced the curse of love and confusion. I haven't even learned this curse. This guy's curse talent is indeed powerful."

"This pervert, who actually casts this kind of curse on a little baby, doesn't know that those who are obsessed with love and thoughts will be entangled and fall into illusion. The things in front of them, regardless of men, women, animals, are all opposite sexes that can be intertwined. If the curse is not resolved, will they eventually be exhausted?"

"This guy is really trying to get out of the Uncursed Mountains, and he is doing whatever he wants!"

“…”

Everyone was originally divided into various factions of Tian 6 or free practitioners, but their minds and ideas were different, so many people who were self-righteous were despised and used such spells on Yan Lan.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his white-browed mouth. The reason why he specialized in the confusion of emotions and curses was that one day he could step out of the uncursed mountain range, so that he could make the opposite sex he liked to be against him without any effort. After all, there are many risks of using strong people.

"Emotional confusion, confusion, come!"

Bai's eyes condensed, and his fingers were halo quietly rushing into Yan Lan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Lan's body shook slightly.

The white-breasted man was overjoyed and stared at Yan Lan intently, his eyes filled with excitement.

Although everyone said that before, Yan Lan is confused and cursed, and they are still very interested in seeing how this genius boy saves himself.

The man from Wu Zhu Shan looked at Yan Lan with a comfortable face, with an indescribable charm in his expression, a little expectant and a little fun.

At that moment, Yan Lan felt a sense of dizziness in his soul, which was not as tingling as before. He immediately realized that the white-necked spell had come to him. The keen soul power immediately swept across the sea of ​​consciousness, and a wisp of faint white light spot appeared, cunningly intending to invade his soul without knowing it.

He smiled slightly. Just as he was about to mobilize the power of the thunder soul to strangle the white light spot, he appeared. A few rays of thunder lights emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness. Without his control, he rushed towards the white light spot, wrapped it, and then suddenly escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness and shot towards the white-browed head.

This process took less than a breath. Yan Lan did not pay attention to these details because of the stinging pain at that moment.

"This is my immune spell and the mystery that backfires the other party!"

A relieved smile appeared on Yan Lan's mouth, and her eyes opened slightly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the expression of a white-necked smile that instantly frozen on my face, and then a confused look floated in my eyes. Something between my legs gradually supported the long gown and the tent.

The lazy and playful gaze of the mountain man suddenly condensed, and his body was lying slightly, and a hint of confusion and surprise gathered between his eyebrows.

Everyone was stunned, and the things that several people held in their hands fell on the ground inadvertently, their eyes wide open like gongs.

"How...how is this happening? How did the white-necked mantra be used to the chaotic curse? How did it apply to himself?"

Sun Laozhu blew his beard and said in surprise.

"It's impossible. I clearly saw the white-necked spell that was applied to Yan Lan. How could this happen?"

"Is it my surprise?"

"Hey, Junior Brother Yan Lan, there is nothing wrong with you. It's so damn strange!"

“…”

The puzzled doubts gradually changed from sparse to shocking and uproar.

However, Bai's next move suddenly became exaggerated and violent.
Chapter completed!