"So," Mu Yi leaned on his position, closed his eyes and said to Gu Lichuan nonchalantly, "If you are interested in Ying Lan, consider your own strength." ”

"I'm me," Gu Lichuan's face was panicked, "I didn't ......"

"Nothing, you don't, we are not blind, the relationship between you and Yinglan is not simple, even if you smell it with your nose. The white fox turned around and grinned.

"Drive your car well!" Gu Lichuan gave the white fox a big roll of his eyes, and then fell silent.

"But you don't have to worry," Mu Yi opened one eye and looked at Gu Lichuan, "If they dare to touch you, we will naturally not let them go back in peace." ”

Gu Lichuan didn't speak, looking into the distance fixedly, but his thoughts seemed to drift farther and farther.

The yellow sand is long, and the sun is scorching.

On the outskirts of the city, the darkness was forced back here by the demonic light of the city. The eerie wind swept every gap, and the leaves rubbed against each other, as if countless gently gnawing mouths were making a sound in the darkness.

Suddenly, two cold lights staggered, and a sharp crashing sound broke through the silence.

The blades of the dagger and the folding knife confronted each other, and from time to time a spark shone brightly, and the red eyes of the stars stared closely at the dark figure in front of him.

"Your knife is of good quality. Xingchen's right hand gripped the dagger tightly, and his left hand gestured for a pistol as he spoke.

The line of fire shot out, and a ray of moonlight flowed through the hole—and the man in black only waved his head slightly, and let the pillar of fire shoot through his ears unimpeded.

"You can easily poke through the tank tracks. The man in black withdrew his sword and swept towards the stars with a whip leg. Xingchen waved his arm to block, aimed at the man in black and threw out his dagger, the man in black did not panic when he saw the dagger flying, his figure was enveloped in darkness, and when he retreated, he melted and disappeared without a trace.

Strange body style. Xingchen stood in place, his eyes scanning left and right, the ulna of his forearm aching, and the leg just now was very strong, as if it had taken years of training to reach the level of tearing the air and generating strong winds.

Behind the stars, the staggered back to his feet, which had been repeatedly knocked to the ground.

"You're dead," the chatter shouted arrogantly, looking at the stars, "no one can survive that kid's speed, not to mention that it's night, you can't see his figure clearly hahahaha." ”

Xingchen looked at him and ignored him. With just a few exchanges, Xingchen was sure that compared to that extremely fast and powerful kid, this person's threat was not a threat at all.

Silently, the figure of the man in black appeared behind Xingchen.

Xingchen seemed taken aback, and the heat sensing didn't detect his figure, but the instinct of battle made him subconsciously turn around, and the flames quickly climbed up his arm at the same time, winding and leaping upward.

The knife flew into the air, and the ghostly figure moved quickly, but there was not even a trace of it.

"I should have seen his afterimage just now," Xingchen was surrounded by flames, dancing like a dragon in the clouds, "but I can't even detect the heat sense, and the speed is definitely beyond my reach." ”

Knife light.

The flame in Xingchen's hand condensed into a flame long knife the moment he turned around, blocking the blade of the folding knife with a blazing heat.

"Do you always sneak up from behind?"

"You can feel my breath, you're the first. Without answering Xingchen's question, the man in black spoke. Xingchen's flame knife emitted a blazing temperature and bright light, beating wildly in the eyes of Xingchen and the man in black.

Xingchen held the flame formed in his hand, and his face was a little displeased: "You are also the first to reach this speed." ”

"Thanks for the compliment. Although the man in black has an advantage in speed, his strength is obviously weaker than the stars, and the hand holding the knife at the moment began to tremble slightly under the confrontation of minutes and seconds.

"Tell me your name," said Xingchen, "if I kill you, you'll be worth it." ”

"Why are you so sure you're going to kill me?" Xingchen felt a smile through the black mask.

In the next second, the man in black stepped back, and his figure disappeared, slightly raising a puff of dust and a few blades of grass.

The speed is ridiculously fast, and even the white fox must say that it is tricky. Xingchen thought secretly, waiting for the next attack of the man in black. Although the thermal imaging could not capture his figure, from the occasional beating in his ears, Xingchen could also conclude that the man in black was moving rapidly at the moment, looking for an opportunity to attack him.

If you must catch him, you can no longer consider the degree of destruction when the accuracy is bound to be unattainable.

"Got it. The man in black muttered to himself. Just a few seconds before Xingchen thought about it, behind him, the folding knife popped out like a bullet and stabbed at the back of Xingchen's neck. It seemed that at the same time, the silent man in black had circled in front of Xingchen, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed directly at Xingchen's jaw.

"Oops. Xingchen felt the threat behind him, but at this moment the bullet had pierced through the smoke and flew towards him with the thrust of gunpowder, and all he could do seemed to be to choose one of the two.

Unless this place is razed to the ground.

Standing on the periphery, he stared at his teammates and the stars, and when he noticed that the darkness around the stars began to retreat slightly, he had already set up his posture as if waiting to rush to the front.

"Sure enough, I can't win without that kid alone. ”

The man in black clearly felt the sudden increase in temperature, but it was too late—a light shone through the dark layers of trees. Immediately after, without any sound, the flames erupted, swallowing everything in a spiral shape for nearly a hundred meters around, countless plants and trees turned into powder in the flame vortex, and only the figure of the stars still stood in the middle, like a towering lighthouse.

In a small villa not far from the outskirts of the city, warm yellow light came through the living room and the room on the second floor, the windows of the room were wide open, and wisps of smoke drifted out with a muffled sound from time to time. A pair of slender white hands placed a small bowl of steaming purple viscous liquid on the table, the liquid seemed to have just boiled, and large and small bubbles slowly expanded and burst on the surface of the liquid, slowly and full.

"Young master, it's time to sleep. Placing the liquid on the table, the owner of his hands took a step back and looked at the young man in front of him, who was concentrating on mixing something.

The young man shook the test tube in his hand and gently placed it on the test tube rack. He pursed his lower lip and gently stroked his chin with his right hand, as if thinking about something. In front of the young man was a large old wooden table, on which were placed all kinds of instruments, in which colorful liquids were moving and changing, blooming in brilliant colors, and old parchment was scattered on the table, on the floor, and around the young man. Looking around, the spacious room was surrounded by cabinets filled with jars and jars, some transparent and invisible, others completely sealed without revealing the mysteries. Some of the transparent jars contained glowing stones, some were motionless deformed hatchlings that seemed to be sleeping, and some contained the internal organs of a creature that was still beating.

"Young Master. Seeing that the young man did not respond, the man called softly again.

"Huh?" This time, the young man came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a big dream, turned his head to look at the person who called him, a girl who looked about the same age as him, and smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I've been thinking about it for too long. ”

"The blood of that nightmare you asked for has already been served. The girl pointed to the purple bowl of bubbling liquid, and then looked at the young man with a slightly pale face with concern, and looked like a sleep-deprived young man.

The young man smoothed his upturned hair, picked up the bowl of liquid, and carefully poured it into the still-reacting complex. He was still talking to himself: "Yishuang, I'm almost finished, you can stand farther away later." ”

As soon as it was mixed with the bowl of purple liquid, the liquid in the instrument seemed to speed up the flow, and even the table began to tremble slightly, and then, at the end of the instrument, a drop of liquid fell out, but unexpectedly did not fall on the table but was suspended in the air.

The young man's mouth began to murmur to himself, as if he were reciting an ancient language. While muttering, his hands had already drawn a drop of liquid from the test tube just now, and walked towards the drop of liquid at the end of the instrument.

"Young master, have you worked so hard for so many days, just for such a drop?"

The young man did not answer, but muttered the ancient language like a spell to himself, staring nervously at the transparent and shimmering suspension of liquid, dripping the droplet from the dropper.

Suddenly, a mournful sigh sounded, which seemed to fly out of the drop. The girl was taken aback and subconsciously stood in front of the young man, but the young man's face showed a smile of satisfaction from the successful person at this moment. The sound wandered around the room, then drifted out the window, disappearing into the night.

Seeing that there was no danger, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the young man.

"Master, that," the girl asked, though she was a little nervous, but there was no fear on her face, as she walked to the cupboard, "I don't think that's a good thing. ”

The joy on the young man's face had not completely subsided: "You're right, that's really not a good thing. ”

"'Echo of Eko,' the goddess rejected by Narcisses, turned into a sigh in the forest," the young man said, taking a delicate vial from the girl's hand, and as soon as the stopper was opened, the drops of the sighing liquid flew into the vial, "I added the boiling blood of Nightmare to the original recipe, so that it was equivalent to adding a curse. It will forcibly pull your spirit into the dimension where the nightmare is, and then further deprive you of your senses in that dimension. ”

The girl frowned, as if waiting for the young man's explanation.

In other words, in the real world you look like you're in a coma and turned into a vegetative state, but in reality you're already a dead person, and the spirit of you who has lost your senses when you enter the Nightmare Dimension is the real vegetative person. After all, no one can be deprived of sight, sight, smell, and touch and survive in the terrifying world where the nightmare is located, and they are basically divided and eaten. The young man shrugged as if he were chatting about a family matter.

"But...... Just one drop. The girl looked at the little bottle as if questioning the young man.

The young man put the bottle on the cupboard: "This thing can be diluted almost indefinitely, and as long as there is a drop of the original solution, it is equal to an inexhaustible supply." Of course, the effect still depends on the concentration, and it is basically not used to deal with ordinary people. ”

The girl known as "Yishuang" nodded, and suddenly looked back at the clock hanging on the wall as if she remembered something: "Young master, you haven't rested for a few days, now it's time to sleep peacefully." ”

The young man nodded, and the sleepiness on his face became a little heavier after the joy of success exploded: "I'll go take a shower first, I've really worried about this thing in the past few days, and tomorrow I can finally rest and rest in peace." ”

As soon as the words fell, a strong light suddenly scattered from afar, attracting the attention of the young man and Yishuang.

"What's that?" the rumbling explosion followed by flashes, and the young man watched as a huge vortex of flames rose in the distance in the dark night, swirling, burning, turning from red to white, emitting a blinding light.

Faintly, the young man seemed to feel a wave of heat coming towards him, and he looked sideways slightly, and his eyes were full of containers. So he raised his hand slightly, and two circular circles surrounded by six-pointed stars suddenly appeared on the window, and with the upturned index and middle fingers, the two windows slammed shut tightly, and the two circles overlapped together with the window crack as the central axis, like a lock tightly bitten.

"Do you need to be so careful?" the girl asked, looking at the young man.

As soon as the words fell, the scorching air rushed against the windows like a stormy wave, and the walls seemed to be crackling with the rubble and broken branches that had been brought in by them. But despite the ferocity, the splinters didn't break the fragile windows, let alone the thick walls—to be exact, the debris had hit the two circles summoned by the young man, and had not touched them directly. But if it was directly hit on the glass window just now, it would be a layer of glass, even a layer of steel plate, which had already been pierced by rubble. The treasures of that room are estimated to have disappeared in an instant.

The young man pursed his lips, looked at the whirlpool of flames outside the window that was slowly subsiding, and suddenly turned around and walked out of the room: "Yishuang, find me some clothes, I want to go and see what's going on." If you don't solve it, I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight. ”

Without refuting the young man, Yishuang looked at his back and nodded solemnly and simply like a soldier.