Chapter 11: Dreams

Aya smiled coldly, the string of quaint copper bells she wore on her wrist, the copper bells were carved with complicated and strange patterns, she quickly shook her right hand, and the villagers who heard the sound of the copper bells seemed to have lost their minds, and raised the sickle and hoe in their hands again, but this time it was not aimed at Xiaomeng, but at Lu Yuan, who was tied to the tree.

Aya lowered her body to look at Xiaomeng and pinched her chin fiercely, "You're wrong, it's not me who will kill himβ€”it's you." ”

"Look at him, watch how he died because of you, at the hands of the scythes and hoes of the villagers he once sheltered. ”

Xiao Meng's face was bloody, looking at the sickle and hoe that were getting closer and closer to Lu Yuan, despair and fear filled his heart, "Don't-"

At the same time, Shen Fu and Ning Wushu seemed to hear a woman's mournful cry from the distant void, "Save him!"

Ning Wushu condensed a cloud of white spiritual power in his hand, and first struck away the villagers who were being controlled by his mind, breaking the rope on Lu Yuan's body. Shen Fu jumped behind the Taoist priest like a ghost, his five fingers clasped tightly around his throat like claws, and he said, "Don't remove your charm yet!"

"Who are you!" Aya and the swordsman didn't expect that Shen Fu and Ning Wushu would suddenly appear, she subconsciously raised her right hand and planned to use the copper bell to control Shen Fu.

"Don't bother, it's useless. Shen Fu smiled, they are not people here at all, everything here is just Xiaomeng's obsession. For her and Ning Wushu, they were just illusions, and it was impossible to hurt her, let alone control her mind.

The Taoist priest was restrained by Shen Fu and could no longer urge the spell, and Xiao Meng struggled to move his body and straighten his arm before he could barely reach the rusty sword. She held the rusty sword in her hand and charged a blow, and the golden sword qi suddenly vibrated out, and suddenly transformed into tens of thousands of golden lights, carrying terrifying power straight through the bodies of Aya and the swordsman.

The Taoist priest took advantage of Shen Fu's stunned moment to get out and want to escape, Xiaomeng's eyes were sharp, and his anger soared. She held Meng'a and approached in front of the Taoist priest, a sword pierced through the heart, in the Taoist priest's unbelievable eyes, Xiaomeng wiped the warm blood splashed on his face, "Don't you want it? ”

"Little Dream ......" Lu Yuan looked at her blankly.

Hearing Lu Yuan call her, Xiaomeng was in a trance for a moment, she pulled the rusty sword out of the Taoist priest's body, her strength suddenly disappeared, and her legs fell to the ground as soon as she became weak. Lu Yuan...... Lu Yuan ......"

Lu Yuan stumbled to her side and hugged her in his arms, listening to Xiaomeng call him over and over again, he replied over and over again, "I'm ...... I'm ......"

"Good thing you're here, good thing you're here. She said that I hurt you, and it was because of me that you were killed by the villagers you guarded with your life...... I won't hurt you, I love the fish you make so much, I want to eat the fish you make forever...... I'm sorry Lu Yuan, I'm sorry ......"

Xiaomeng buried his head in Lu Yuan's arms, talking incoherently, crying and laughing.

"Xiaomeng, it's not your fault, it's them who are wrong, it's their unscrupulous means, it's their hopeless ......"

Lu Yuan knelt on the ground and hugged Xiaomeng tightly to comfort her, and Shen Fu on the side suddenly remembered Jun Heng.

"They ......" Ning Wushu pointed to Lu Yuan and Xiao Meng's gradually disappearing bodies, and the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly, and finally cracked into countless fragments like a mirror that had been shattered suddenly.

After a golden light, Shen Fu and Ning Wuwu saw the dark cave in the moonlit sky.

At this time, Wen Renying had already woken up, and looked at Shen Fu and Ning Wushu who suddenly appeared, and began to ask, "Where have you been? Why did it take so long to come out? What did you see? Have you found any treasures?"

"How long have we been there?" asked Shen Fu.

"An hour." ”

In just one hour, they have seen a person's short life. Although in Xiaomeng's obsession, Lu Yuan did not die in the end, they only helped Xiaomeng exorcise her demons and end a wish that she would never fulfill. In this world, Lu Yuan, who would make fish for Xiaomeng, was still dead, in the hands of the villagers he had protected, and in the greedy ambitions of those people.

Ning Wushu couldn't even imagine what kind of mood it was like to see Lu Yuan die in front of him.

Shen Fu looked at Xiaomeng, who had also woken up, she leaned over and said softly, "Lu Yuan said that it was they who were wrong, it was they who were unscrupulous, and they were hopeless...... Little dream, it's not your fault. ”

After hearing her words, Xiaomeng hid her face and cried bitterly, blood and tears slowly dripped from her fingers, her small body curled up together, and her hair was covered with dust from the cave.

She put on the rusty sword again and whispered, "Lu Yuan, I want to eat fish......"

"I'm coming for you...... Okay?" Xiaomeng saw her familiar face again, the man who would smile and answer 'yes' no matter what she said.

Before the words fell, Xiaomeng's translucent spirit body became more transparent, and finally turned into a little golden light that lingered around the sword body until it disappeared.

Wen Renying was still confused, "She's ...... Gone?Where's the treasure!"

As if in response to her question, the inconspicuous rusty sword on the ground suddenly began to tremble violently, and the golden light around it was magnificent, and it quickly circled above everyone's heads and then fell steadily in front of Shen Fu.

"It actually recognized you as the master!" Wen Renying took out the jade Linglong and flew to grab it as if she didn't believe in evil, and the step green also followed, but they were all blocked back by an invisible barrier. Her eyes widened, and her pretty face was full of incredulity, 'It actually recognized a weak chicken'.

Shen Fu stretched out her right hand and grabbed the hilt of the rusty sword, she turned around and slashed, a golden sword shot out, and the strange stone wall that had been following them broke in response, and the road they had walked when they came suddenly appeared in front of several people.

Except for Ning Wushu, the rest of them were shocked by the amazing power contained in this rusty sword. Shen Fu was even more overjoyed in her heart, as she expected, this sword was infinitely powerful, even if she didn't have spiritual power in her body, it would not damage the power of this spirit sword.

Jiang Yebai looked at it from the side and was even more frightened. The reason why each sect has an outstanding position in the rivers and lakes now, in addition to the heritage left by the previous major sects, is that each sect has its own unique spiritual weapons. The spiritual weapon refined by the disciples of their Fusang Sword Sect was the Frost Sword, although according to the level of the spiritual power of the sword-wielding disciples themselves, the power of the refined Frost Sword was slightly different, but it was always not very different. But this rusty sword, judging from the sword qi that Jiang Yebai had just seen, even compared to the frost in his father Jiang Di's hand, it was still a big difference.

Shen Fu got this sword today, which can be described as a step to the sky.

Rubbing the blade of the sword, Shen Fu exhaled, "From now on, you will follow me, Meng'a." ”