Chapter 105: The Statue of Collapse

Youzhou, Hidden Moon Forest, Xuanyin Clan, Bo Ying, who was dressed in an ivory robe, was looking at a green willow not far away with the wind of catkins, his elegant and handsome face could not see joy, anger and sorrow, indifferent eyebrows and eyes seemed to care about everything, his body stood in the world, but he seemed to stand outside the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"You're here. There was still a bit of alienation in the warm and jade-like voice.

The cold words landed, and in the lonely courtyard where Bo Ying was alone, a figure dressed in black and wearing an iron fox mask appeared at some point, silently leaning on the stone mountain behind Bo Ying.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, you should know what I'm here for. From under the Iron Fox mask came a man with a sonorous voice and a slight mocking remark.

Bo Ying's eyes were still looking at the green willows in the distance, and she replied lightly: "I know what you're worried about." ā€

The fox-faced man said in a somewhat serious voice: "I also know what you are hiding, the master carefully taught us what is the right way in the past, could it be that you have already been made to lose your heart by this chaotic and impetuous world, and you have indulged in evil like this? Do you still remember the mission you are carrying?"

"I don't mean to hide it...... "Bo Ying sighed softly, and finally turned to face the fox-faced man to speak, "However, it would not be a good thing if she was trapped there forever because of this. ā€

The fox-faced man immediately sneered, and seemed to disagree with Bo Ying's statement, "If I had known that you would not be able to do it, I should have been asked to do it in the first place." Then he asked with some hesitation: "Speaking of which, you have never been a soft-hearted person, how can you have such a foolish time? Now that such a great disaster has been left, I am only afraid that your thing will not be able to lock her up." ā€

Bo Ying was silent for a while, not answering the fox-faced man's question, and seemed to be lost in thought.

"What? Could it be that I said it?" The fox-faced man immediately stood up straight from the stone mountain he was leaning on, quickly walked to Bo Ying, stretched out his hand to put his hand on Bo Ying's left shoulder, and said in a firm tone: "You might as well put me with her, I will definitely live up to my master's will." ā€

Bo Ying didn't show any special reaction to the fox-faced man's eagerness, his face was still faint, he slowly retreated a few steps, walked to the side of the stone table and sat down, holding the transparent white jade chess pieces in his hand, and slowly landed on the somewhat scattered chessboard.

The fox-faced man also sat down opposite Bo Ying, but he didn't mean to play chess with Bo Ying.

"Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows, I am very convinced of your brain, but now you think that you are in charge of the overall situation, I am only afraid that if you are a little negligent, you will make a mistake, lose all the plates, and I can't help her anymore. The fox-faced man seemed to think of something, and then his tone became cautious and serious, "Besides, if she comes out, it is not only a matter of winning or losing, people may not be able to play chess at all, but they have the power to destroy the chessboard, and the chessboard is destroyed together, where will you have the opportunity to play? When the difference in strength is too great, any strategy is useless." ā€

Bo Ying slowly raised his eyes to look at the fox-faced man, and the chess pieces in his hand dropped at will, "If you enter the illusion realm, you will temporarily lose all your spell cultivation, even if you go in, I'm afraid you won't be able to help her." ā€

"So what? I'm a big man, even if I can't use spells, am I afraid that I can't deal with her as a weak woman? I can't use spells, she shouldn't be able to, why can you see me and help her?" The fox-faced man was very disdainful, and looked at Bo Ying silently, so he added, "Don't you think it's unorthodox for me to deal with a little girl like this?" Come to think of it, maybe you can't kill because the other party looks vulnerable, so you hesitate again and again, I'm different from you, as long as it's for justice, no matter how despicable the means are. ā€

The fox-faced man thought for a while, and then said: "Moreover, this so-called vulnerable little girl, but not long ago, she slaughtered an entire town, and I killed her, it is reasonable, it is for the people to eliminate harm, and to do the right thing for heaven." ā€

"I said that even if you go in, you can't help her, because there is my stupid brother who is with her now. As Bo Ying spoke, a four-winged and six-eyed sour bird landed lightly on the chessboard with a bamboo tube.

The fox-faced man was surprised: "Your brother ......, that Huaxia God of War? You also took him in? Hey, I said, you are really interesting to imprison people, and you bring them in pairs, are you planning to let them multiply in it?" "Also, what do you mean by this? You mean that I can't beat that kid!? You let me in! I cut down the demon girl, and then bring him out with you by the way for you to clean up!"

"It's not that I won't let you in, it's that I can't. Bo Ying calmly talked to the fox-faced man as she took off the bamboo tube that the acid and the bird had put on her feet. "I don't know if they are thriving in it, I only know that although my stupid brother is a little stupid, he is certainly not a person who will waste his future for the sake of women, and I know this quite well. Bo Ying slowly unfolded the silk silk taken out of the bamboo tube and frowned slightly, "It's just that I don't know what he's thinking about." ā€

The fox-faced man was obviously not very interested in what purpose Cang Xuan's retribution was, but was more concerned about how to get rid of Jiu Yue's scourge that threatened the world, "Why can't that thing always be manipulated by you at will?"

Bo Ying's gaze fell heavily on the silk silk, and it seemed that there was something written on it that bothered him quite a bit, but the touch of Yousi eased after a while, as if he had never been troubled by anything.

The corners of Bo Ying's mouth seemed to have a smile, and she replied lightly: "I'm afraid you're mistaken, first, the Ten Realms of Illusory Void were created by the ancient true gods, and they have never been something I can control at will, I just have the means to open it, and second, even if I can open it, I can only open nine of them, not ten realms." ā€

"What do you mean by that?" the fox-faced man obviously didn't understand what Bo Ying meant.

"The realm of Biluo exists in the cracks of the Nine Realms, and there are very few records about it in the Floating Dust Record, and the master has not explained it in detail, I only know that it exists, but I have never been able to open it. "Bo Ying folded the silk silk into his cuffs" and why the Biluo Realm became the only dilemma in the Ten Realms of Illusion and Void, probably for this reason, even the artifact holder could not open it, so it naturally became the so-called dilemma. ā€

"You mean, they're trapped in the only illusion you can't open?" the fox-faced man wondered even more, "How did they end up in the realm that you couldn't open?"

"That's a good question, I want to know about this too. Bo Ying shook her head slowly, "I injured her, and when I saw that my stupid brother was doing something bad, I had to take out the Boundless Vine and open the illusion, wanting to temporarily trap her in the illusion and then make plans, but I clearly opened the Flowing Fire Realm, but I don't know why they fell into the Biluo Realm." ā€

The fox-faced man rarely made a sound, thinking that he was probably running for nothing.

"Now, it's not that I don't want to let them out, it's that I can't do it at all. Bo Ying looked at the chessboard in front of him seriously, and the white jade chess pieces fell from between his fingers, still very calm.

"And what are you going to do now?" the fox-faced man's tone was still worried.

Bo Ying's bony fingers pinched the part of the chess piece, slightly white, and then still landed smoothly on the chessboard, "Boundless vines have been making strange noises recently, and the Biluo Realm may have a collapsing appearance, they maybe, without your hands, they will all die in it when the illusion collapses." ā€

"What if they didn't die inside, but escaped death and came out of the illusion?" the fox-faced man couldn't help but question.

"If that's the case, I'll do it myself, but next time, I won't show mercy. As Bo Ying spoke, her left hand unconsciously rotated the white jade wrench on the thumb of her right hand, the jade was gentle and delicate, the white clouds wrapped around her fingers, and the mutton fat refreshed her spleen.

The fox-faced man finally stood up, as if he was already planning to leave, only took a few steps but stopped his figure, turned his back to Bo Ying and said seriously: "Qingchuan's side, I can't bear it anymore, I'm afraid, just wait for my demon lord to break through, you have to be more careful, what's more, there is your scheming brother inside, I always feel that you can't lock them down." (To be continued.) )