Could it be that... I am not the only one who got hit, but they were all hit?

As he thought about it, the old man immediately slapped the two people's heavenly spirits with both hands, and then suddenly raised it up.

Buzz! An invisible wave emanated, and two spheres of space that kept vibrating floated from the heads of the two boys.

The old man took it to his hands and saw that it was true that there were two more phantom butterflies, so he immediately clenched his fists and crushed them all.

The two boys blinked their eyes twice, and seemed to find the old man's figure. They hurriedly bowed and knelt down and said, "Master, you have come out of seclusion. When did you come out?

Why didn’t we find out at all?”

"It's not that you didn't realize it, but you were blinded!"

"ah?

Being blinded..." Blinked two pairs of innocent big eyes, and they looked at each other, both of them didn't understand their intentions.

Ignoring the two of them, the old man looked out from afar, with an unprecedented solemn expression: "I have never seen such a powerful fog beast refiner who can actually confuse and attack the souls of so many people so quietly.

Fortunately, I have been immersed in space spiritual techniques for thousands of years, and the empty attributes also restrain his fog attributes.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll say too.

Who exactly?

Dare to break into my Yanjia Villa..." "Female bathhouse, female bathhouse, female bathhouse..." In the Yanjia small garden, Yang Feng jumped in front of him with excitement and shouted loudly. A series of servants and guards passed by him, all of whom seemed to have not seen it, without looking at him.

Yan Chongtian, Nangong Yueyi and the others followed Yang Feng, stroked their foreheads helplessly, and sighed: "Fortunately Brother Mo just now confused everyone here, otherwise, it would be so embarrassing that we are following the head of the family now!"

"Who said no?

Sometimes the head of the family is like a child, inappropriate!”

"The child still knows shame, but the head of the family is so shameless sometimes, alas."

... Everyone kept sighing and complaining unscrupulously to Yang Feng.

Nangong Yueyi looked at them strangely and said in surprise: "Seniors, you all look down on him so much. Why are you willing to follow him and be loyal to him?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Ask who is the head of a family in the world, and who is so choreographed by his subordinates, and he won't turn against him?"

"That's right, most people have killed us long ago. Our head is so heartless and even thinks we praise him."

"Without following such a head of family, I feel at ease and safe, do you understand?"

Oh, so that's it! Nangong Yueyi nodded, laughed, looked at Yang Feng again, and nodded secretly.

Brother Yang’s biggest advantage is that his mind is really something that no one in the world can compare with.

"Little sister, where is the women's bathhouse?

I don’t know, right? Alas, I haven’t taken a shower for several years, and I don’t even know this place!”

"Little brother, where is the women's bathhouse?

You don’t know either, alas, you are a man who is in this yard, why don’t you even know this?”

"Miss Yan, you know... Huh?"

Yang Feng asked a group of people who could not see him or even sense him. He asked all the way, and it felt quite interesting, but suddenly he met a pair of wide pupils, his eyes full of anger, which was undoubtedly Yan Yurou.

At this moment, she was staring at Yang Feng fiercely, looking a little cute.

Yang Feng couldn't help but startled and quickly smiled and said, "That Miss Yan, what a coincidence, why are you...uh!"

But suddenly, Yang Feng remembered that she seemed to be confused now, and she couldn't see herself at all. So what kind of gift would she apologize to her?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng immediately became proud and let himself go. He stared at Yan Yurou with a disdain and said with a wicked smile: "Xiao Niuer, how can you get to your female bathhouse?

Take me there and take a bath with me, hehe."

Huff... Yan Yurou gasped heavily, and her eyes looked at Yang Feng as if she was about to burst into flames.

Yang Feng was so scared that he was shocked and wondered if he had read it wrong?

Is this glaring at myself?

Impossible?

She shouldn't be able to sense herself now?

"That... Mr. Mo, are you sure that the people in this entire villa are confused by you, you can't see or hear us, right?"

"Yes!"

Mo Shaoqiu shouted loudly from afar, very sure.

Licking his dry lips, under Yan Yurou's angry gaze, Yang Feng raised his hand and pointed to her face and said, "What about this one?

Are you sure she can't see or hear me either?"

"Miss Yan has just broken through King Wu's cultivation level, so she must have been hit.

If I can’t even deal with her, how can I deal with other experts in this villa?”

"But why do I think she can see me and listen to everything I just teased?"

Tickling his head, Yang Feng looked at Yan Yurou's angry eyes and confirmed again: "Look at her eyes, are you staring at me tightly and trying to kill me?"

"Impossible, she can't see you or hear you, how could she glar at you?"

He walked over casually, and Mo Shaoqiu waved his hand indifferently, but saw that Yan Yurou's eyes were indeed staring at Yang Feng. After thinking about it, he immediately realized: "Oh, I understand."

Master, don’t care too much, she must be angry about something else, it has nothing to do with you!”

"Yeah?

Then why did she keep staring at me like this?"

"She is not glaring at you, she is glaring at the person she hates."

Sneeringly, Mo Shaoqiu explained immediately: "Now their souls are all confused and trapped in the illusion where they are.

Just like dreaming, all their reactions now are reactions to the dream in their hearts, and they have nothing to do with you, otherwise you can try it, she will definitely not be able to sense you."

Yeah?

Yang Feng raised his head and thought for a while, then immediately took action to unbutton Yan Yurou's shirt.

"rogue!"

Bang! However, before he even untied one, Yan Yurou shouted angrily, and beat his savage hand away, then swung it around, and immediately slapped him loudly.

Uh! His body stagnated, Yang Feng was stunned, and the people around him were also stunned. Everyone looked at Yan Yurou incredible, shocked and unable to speak.

After a while, Yang Feng touched the beaten cheek, suddenly glared at the old liar Mo Shaoqiu, and shouted: "Didn't you say she can't sense me?

Then who did this slap hit?

Who is the hooligan she scolds?"

"Uh..." After slapping his lips twice, Mo Shaoqiu turned his head leisurely and muttered: "I asked you to try her, but I didn't ask you to take off other people's clothes either.

Who can blame you for asking for this?"

"If you hadn't said you had confused her, would I have stripped someone else's clothes so shamelessly?

Do I still want to have a noble image?

Depend on!"

He glared at him fiercely, and when Yang Feng looked at the angry Yan Yurou again, his face immediately turned solemn, and he became a gentleman, smiling faintly: "Miss Yan, in fact, what you just saw are all illusions.
Chapter completed!