Nangong Douling jumped on the TV cabinet, holding a plastic tray in his hand as a shield to protect himself, "Master, I'm really going to catch the thief, let me tell you, today is too evil, I met a master who knows the magic of Xuanmen!"

"What master? are you making it up?"

"He actually knows the kung fu of our Soul Attracting Sect! The Twisting Claw and the Thousand Traces of Shadows are quite fluent, and he can even use the unique secret technique of the Soul Attracting Sect, 'Dream Spell'! This is a spell that our Soul Attracting Sect has never passed on to the outside world, do you say weird or not? By the way, Master, you hurry back to your room and check your safe to see if anyone has pried it on, and I don't know if the martial arts secrets and spell books are still in it. ”

"Nonsense, no one has ever pried my safe! You'll make up stories for me!" Nangong Cassia waved his feather duster, and Nangong Douling blocked them one by one with a tray.

In the chaotic battle between master and apprentice, the doorbell "dingdong" rang.

The two are in a truce.

Nangong Cassia pointed at her with a feather duster, "I'll teach you a lesson later!"

He walked to open the door, and Nangong Douling shrank on the TV cabinet and didn't want to go down, lest the master turn around and pull it with a duster.

Nangong Cassia opened the door, and a smile of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, "Senior brother, are you here?" A tornado rolled under Nangong Douling's feet, and a crimson firework was caught in the wind, and it rushed into the sky in a whirlpool, and the flames expanded, rotated, and enveloped all the surrounding clones.

Everywhere the flames were swept away, they were scorched in varying degrees, and the fire, like real fire, was not real fire, and the air smelled strangely—like rotten earth.

One by one, the clones were caught in the flames and crumbled into smoke.

Nangong Douling stood in the center of the flames, black hair flying, unharmed, and when the two white talismans in his hand gradually burned into ashes under the flames, the flame tornado turned into nothing, completely subsided, and finally the remnant of the flame tail twisted in the air, fleeting.

"I don't care if you have millions of doppelgangers, this move, the gods can burn me into ashes. ”

Nangong Douling clapped his hands, stood up straight, and looked at the empty alley, strange? Where did the real body go?

If he himself was really here, he should be standing in front of her for the image of a burnt exploding head, how could no one see it?

Nangong Douling walked from the mouth of the alley to the end of the alley, but he didn't find the slightest figure.

"Bad thing! I've been tricked!" Nangong Douling suddenly realized, it was not a damn doppelganger technique, it was a "dream spell"!

These doppelgangers are all illusions created by the other party.

No wonder she didn't react to those clones when she hit them, it was an illusion she came up with, how could she react?

Nangong Douling looked at the sky, in order to deal with the illusion, she actually tried her best to activate the extremely difficult "Ciguang Mantra", which is one of her nirvana, but it is just an illusion, just recite a simple "Qingling Mantra".

A big mistake!

The other party estimated that after casting the "dream spell", he left directly, leaving her alone in this alley to play a stupid one-man show, too much!

How could Nangong Douling let himself be humiliated in vain?

If she just let that guy go, wouldn't it be an insult to the teacher!

She ran out of the alley, looked left and right on both sides of the street, bit the index fingers of both hands, stroked her eyelids with bloody fingers, and shouted: "Reverse the five elements, open the eyes of heaven!"

Passers-by stopped, dumbfounded, wondering what she was doing.

Nangong Douling opened his eyes, and the scenery in front of him did not react.

That spell just now is to open the clairvoyance, which is extremely helpful in chasing distant targets, but unfortunately it has no effect at all now.

The aura that I borrowed not long ago ran out again!

Once the aura in her body was exhausted, she could no longer cast any spells and spells.

There is no way, the level of the "Mercy Mantra" is too high, and every time it is activated, it will deplete her limited aura.

She rarely had the opportunity to use this advanced spell, she hadn't activated it for years, and it was rare to use it once, but it was overkill.

If you let Master know that she actually used the "Compassion Mantra" to eliminate her illusions, she would have to laugh to death for Master, and she would definitely say that she used a knife to kill chickens.

She jumped in annoyance, complaining about how she was so useless, now it's okay, she can't catch up with the two thieves anymore, and she bit her fingers in vain.

It hurts.

She sucked at the wound and took a band-aid from her bag and wrapped it around her index finger.

She glared at a few passers-by who were watching, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen the practice?"

"Sick in the head...... the men said and walked away.

Nangong Douling walked back along the same road without face, if he met the robbed pregnant woman halfway and saw that she didn't catch the thief, how embarrassing it would be.

She also swore to the aunt that she would catch it.

I was even more in no mood to continue to borrow aura, called a taxi, arrived home dejectedly, kicked off my slippers, washed away the blood and sweat on my face, and sat down on the sofa.

I thought to myself, who is the otaku who is carrying a green schoolbag? He was holding a folding fan in his hand at the time, and that fan was probably his magic weapon.

Is there a disciple of any sect who specializes in using a fan as a ritual weapon?

She thought about it for a long time, but she didn't come up with a clue.

There was a sound of unlocking at the door of the house, Nangong Douling immediately sat up straight, it should be that the master was back, she turned her head and glanced at the house, oh no, she didn't clean it up at all.

She quickly got up and made up for it, stuffed a few books into the shelves, picked up a stack of clothes and threw them into the bed in her room, threw the dirty cups on the coffee table into the kitchen sink, and returned to the living room, where the door was open.

Nangong Douling immediately ran over, propped his arm on the door frame, blocked the door, and said, "Master, why did you come back so early? Let's go shopping again, there is no soy sauce at home, go buy two bottles for me? Take the subway to the supermarket on Huarong Street, there is a discount over there......"

Nangong Cassia stared at her: "You dead girl, I just bought the soy sauce yesterday, why do you say it's gone?"

Nangong Douling was speechless, she forgot that her master had bought soy sauce yesterday.

Nangong Cassia pushed her away and walked into the house to take a look, "I'll just say why didn't you let me into the house, dare you to love that you didn't clean the house, and you were lazy again?"

"I didn't...... I'm on my way to catch a thief. ”

"Catch the thief?" Nangong Cassia took out a feather duster from the vase, "I see that you have itchy skin, and those three strokes on your mouth are not enjoyable, right! I tell you to clean the house, and if you are lazy and don't clean, forget it, and lie! Take Master and me for a fool? You lie and say that you have a technical level! Catch a thief! I think you are fishing! Are you just playing computer games again? Tell me honestly!"

Nangong Cassia smacked at her ass.

Nangong Douling's ass eggs are instantly hot.

She covered her ass and ran away all over the house.

Nangong Cassia held a feather duster high behind him.

The house was too chaotic, and Master stumbled frequently.