"Xiaobai?"

Feng Ji looked at the person walking towards him in a daze, looking a little confused.

I only listened to her, "Fengji, you fell into the Qiting Pavilion and used the nightmare spell under the Linyuan Pearl, and at the moment you are in a dream, everything here is just your dream, not real." ”

Lin Yuanzhu subconsciously wanted to touch the dream butterfly in the storage bag, but was pressed by Tang Xiaobai in his arms and shook his head, "She can't be trusted." ”

Tang Xiaobai in his arms said, "I heard that there is a kind of demon that can change his appearance at will and use it to confuse others. Now that Zong Xia has just died, this person will appear immediately, and there must be a ghost in this matter. ”

Tang Xiaobai on the other side hurriedly explained, "No, it's just an excuse made up by Lin Yuanzhu to prevent you from waking up, she is fake!"

Feng Ji subconsciously looked down at Tang Xiaobai who was beside her, she was also looking up at herself, with a smile on her face, which was a warmth he had never seen on her face, "Feng Ji, kill her, and we can be together forever." ”

Feng Ji nodded dumbly, as if he was bewitched.

Letting go of the person in his arms, Feng Ji summoned Kun Wu to hold it in his hand, lifted his sword and walked towards Tang Xiaobai on the other side.

The other Tang Xiaobai stepped back vigilantly, looking anxious.

In other people's dreams, she couldn't use her spiritual power, otherwise it would probably cause the entire dream to collapse, and none of them would be able to get out at that time.

She can only gamble, and she is still sane in the wind season.

"In the wind season, in fact, when I killed the fat relics, I guessed that you might be a demon clan. She struggled to remember the past, trying to get back to the state they knew each other.

"But I didn't guess you were the Little Demon King at the time. She accidentally stepped on a branch, and a crisp clicking sound sounded, and Tang Xiaobai's footsteps followed.

Later, when she met the wind season again, she slowly had a conjecture after walking together so far, and guessing that the identity of the wind season may not be so simple.

And it wasn't until she had just entered the dream of the wind season and saw the dead demon beast in the front hall that she officially confirmed the guess in her heart, and it turned out that the wind season was the little demon king.

Seeing that the young man was getting closer and closer to him, but his eyes were still calm without the slightest fluctuation, Tang Xiaobai couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart.

And the other "Xiaobai" behind the wind season, at this time, even had a victory smile on the corner of his lips.

In the next second, a white light flashed in front of her eyes, and she felt a coldness come from her heart.

She subconsciously looked down to see that it was Kunwu, who was inserted in her chest, and the blood stains gradually soaked the layers of clothes and seeped outward.

Tang Xiaobai saw everything that happened between the lightning and flint, and he was still immersed in panic and surprise and didn't react, so he heard some deep voices in the wind season in his ears, "How did you wake up?"

"To... Suicide. She was stunned.

"I see. He smiled at Tang Xiaobai and reached out to cover her eyes.

"I'm sorry. She heard Storm Season apologize softly.

What the?

Before she could react, she felt a sudden feeling of falling spread throughout her limbs.

Tang Xiaobai opened his eyes suddenly, Lu Shu squatted beside him, looking at her, and seeing her wake up, his expression was a little excited, "Sister Xiaobai is awake?"

Tang Xiaobai sat up slowly, rubbed his eyebrows, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the wind season.

He also woke up, and at this moment Yun Yang was whimpering and crying in his arms, Feng Ji Wen comforted and patted her on the back, gently soothing Yun Yang who was choking with crying.

Sensing Tang Xiaobai's gaze, he looked over slightly, smiled at her and nodded.

Like, nothing has changed.

Tang Xiaobai put his mind at ease.

As for the self I saw in the dream of the wind season......

She lowered her eyes, stared at the uneven ground, and silently thought: It's better to forget.

After all, everyone has secrets in their hearts that they don't want to be exposed.

Finally appeased Yunyang, the wind season was no longer delayed, and he hurriedly took out a flute from the storage bag.

The whole body of the flute exudes a turquoise luster, which is the same color as the Linyuan pearl of the flag pavilion.

He explained to Tang Xiaobai and the others, "It's called Dream Butterfly Flute, and it and Linyuan Zhu are sister weapons, and they are mutually reinforcing. The difference is that Lin Yuan is used to create spiritual illusions, while Dream Butterfly can make people wake up from illusions. ”

In the wind season, the flute is placed on the lips, and the slender fingers are pressed on the flute hole, and the flute is played. The sound of the flute sounded, gracefully listening, light and melodious.

The voice slowly flowed through the air, and Hyun-gyu, who was closest to him, was the first to wake up from the illusion and gradually regained his senses. Then there is Yoshimitsu, Aoi Valley, and Changzhao...... Until the Great Elders.

Xuan Gui looked at the flag pavilion on the ground, then at Tang Xiaobai, put his mind at ease, and hurriedly stepped forward with his sword. Cut off the lock on the door of the cage.

The Great Elder had been asleep for too long, and although he was awake at this time, he was still a little dazed and couldn't tell the current situation. Seeing that his favorite little apprentice in his life actually appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but speak, and asked him stupidly, "Xuangui, what level has the Red Lotus Karma Fire cultivated to?"

Immediately, he lowered his head and said to himself, "It's because the old teacher is confused, Xuangui, it's clear that he has left......"

He seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, and now he could no longer find the figure of the Great Elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone in the past, only the shriveled old man with a thin and white beard in front of him remained.

Seeing that the master was so old, Xuan Gui's eyes flashed with tears, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the master's skinny hand, slowly knelt down, and his voice trembled, "It's a futile unfilial piety, which makes you worry about it." ”

The Great Elder looked at him in a daze, and then he realized that the little apprentice he had been thinking about day and night was really in front of him, his eyes were more clear, and his arm was also raised in the air, and he was about to hit him the head.

Hyun Gui knelt on the ground, bowed his head and silently waited for his master's slap to fall, but after waiting for a long time, what he felt was a gentle touch, the great elder patted his shoulder gently, his wrinkled old face was already full of tears, and he choked in his throat for a long time, before he endured all his emotions and sighed, "That's it......"

That's his favorite little apprentice.

How willing he was.

The little apprentice he picked up by himself was like a blank piece of paper, all of which he did by himself, teaching him the cultivation method and the way of life little by little.

watched him thrive, watched him smooth out the anger he once had, and turned into a vigorous and kind young man.

All he wants is for him to be well.

Therefore, since the disciple wants to leave and see what the world is like, what reason does he, as a master, have to keep him by his side?

MasterMaster, Master, both a teacher and a father.

The Great Elder looked down at the young man kneeling in front of him, and the last anger in his eyes slowly turned into love and tenderness.

Hyungui seemed to sense something, raised his head, and silently called out to Master, a little at a loss.

The Great Elder wiped his tears with his sleeve, cheered up and smiled, and helped him up, "That's it, I'll forgive you this time as a teacher." ”