"Whew!"

Feng Yin roared in pain, trembling everywhere in his body, like countless bloodthirsty ants sucking Feng Yin's brain marrow, and he wanted to smash his head on the hard stone.

The azure divine light stirred in the empty dream, and Feng Yin almost fainted in pain.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Yin's body trembled, and he suddenly remembered something.

Shh

In the dream, something broke.

"Wake up!" Blade exclaimed.

With these words, Feng Yin's trembling body froze all of a sudden, his eyes were no longer chaotic, and he understood everything at this moment.

"The leisurely fragrant dream of the Underworld Poison Sect, the people of the Western Regions are also plotting against me?" Feng Yin frowned, and said this first sentence after sobering up.

Blade let out a long breath, and by this time he was already illusory and almost transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

"How do you know that I was poisoned, are you in the Northern Regions?" Feng Yin was puzzled.

"Half a year ago, I met a person from Tianji Pavilion, and he reminded me to use the Great Dream Eternal Method on you in half a year. Blade explained: "That person is very powerful, and he calculated that you had this disaster half a year ago, so he asked me to help you get out of trouble." ”

I thought with my toes that I knew that person was comfortable, but Feng Yin was surprised by his ability to deduce, and he actually saw his future at that time.

"The Immortal Fragrance Dream of the Poison Sect is very domineering, even if the Trace Abyss Body has the divine ability of absolute self-control, it still has been tricked. Blade sighed, "To this day, I called you for eight days, and I only woke you up today, if it takes a little longer, you may never wake up." ”

"Seven days?!" Feng Yin was shocked, he had slept for seven days?

Feng Yin figured out everything at once, everything was just a scam, at this time his eyes became dangerous, and he read: "Pang Qiu......"

"Run......

Finally, as if at a certain extreme, the blade shattered with the last two words, and his phantom shattered vividly, and finally disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Feng Yin finally opened his eyes, he returned to the upstairs box, and everything returned to the starting point.

"Whew-"

Seven days later, Feng Yin really found out that something was wrong, the fragrant fragrance left by the Pity Fairy was still there, and it had not dissipated for seven days, how could this be possible, presumably he had done something on it.

Feng Yin let out a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the help of the blade, he might not be able to wake up again. He asked himself that he had been cautious and careful enough, but he still fell for the trick and almost caused a catastrophe.

He stood up with a carp, and wandered around with bated breath, and found that he had been turned over by the traces of being turned over, and he had been here during the period of pity or pangqiu.

"The so-called predecessors of the Eight Desolations Academy are just nothing, that's just an excuse to deceive me, it's ridiculous that I'm still naïve to believe it!" Feng Yin blamed himself.

After so long, Feng Yin speculated that one was because they were too confident in the utility of Leisurely Xiangmeng, and the other was a valid reason, after all, the talk of the big man of the Eight Desolations Academy had gone down, even if it was a student of the Eight Desolations Academy, Pang Qiu had to come up with a plausible reason to perfunctory the world.

"It's worthy of being a pity fairy, this time I admit that I lost the fight, and the next time we meet, I won't give you any more opportunities!"

He transformed into a hunchbacked, lame little man, and instead of leaving through the main entrance, he performed the Unsolvable Killing Technique Shuttle through the wall to the next room.

Fortunately, there was no one living in this room, Feng Yin was dressed in gray, wearing a gray hat, carrying a basin in his hand, a towel hanging on his shoulder, hunched over the door of the room, made the appearance of tidying up the room, and walked out cautiously.

As soon as he opened the door, Feng Yin sensed no less than Shidao's gaze, and looked at himself from top to bottom, over and over again.

Feng Yin's heart shook, these people must be cultivators sent by Lian You and Pang Qiu to prevent accidents and stabilize the situation in the first place.

He tried not to make himself look like an outsider, pretended to be skillful, closed the door, and went downstairs humming a tune easily.

"Little Er, how much does this dish cost?"

Finally, when Feng Yin passed by one of them, the man asked the question with caution.

At this time, there was a kind of temptation, after all, it was the people who came out of the next door to Feng Yin, and those people were not sensitive.

Feng Yin showed a servant's unique smile, and replied stupidly: "Guest officer, you are mistaken, the villain is responsible for hygiene, and it should not be worth this piece." ”

He bowed his waist to the man, and then nodded and left, the movements that only lame and hunchbacked can use, the demeanor that only small people have, was vividly interpreted by Feng Yin, and he entered the back room under the gaze of a group of people.

"Really look up to me, a group of cultivators at the peak of the Qianyuan Dynasty, when did the high realm become so worthless?" Feng Yin muttered to himself in his heart, sweat already soaking his back.

At this juncture, any slight difference will reverse the entire delicate situation, and the consequences are unimaginable, Feng Yin is not crazy enough to dare to make trouble at this time.

He didn't change back to his original face all the way, but left directly through the back door, rushing out non-stop.

In the hall, several people watched Feng Yin disappear into the back room, their eyes staggered.

"There's something wrong with that little guy, Brother Hu, you go up and take a look, we're guarding here, and nothing will go wrong." One of them looked in the direction of Feng Yin's departure, stunned.

One of them got up and chased after him down the back room, and at this time Feng Yin had just left through the back door.

He didn't take two steps away from the building, just wanted to find a place to change his appearance, but he didn't want another gaze from the crowd, locking himself tightly, not giving Feng Yin any chance to show his sentient beings.

"Bastard!"

Feng Yin scolded secretly, so he had to pretend to be out for a stroll with a hard scalp.

The other party is at the peak realm of Qianyuan, and even if Feng Yin sneaks up with a killing technique, he may not be able to succeed, let alone that person is on alert and does not show the slightest flaw.

In the following time, Feng Yin pretended not to know everything, and the person who followed also deliberately hid himself, and came to a unique pursuit in the dense crowd.

The cultivator known as Brother Hu was very cautious, he did not deliberately approach, but he would not lose it, keeping the distance at about thirty meters, in the dense crowd, it was difficult to detect each other.

Finally, Feng Yin found a turning corner, he didn't think about it, he turned his head and turned to another street, at this time, he minimized his sense of existence with the chapter of all beings, and then changed his appearance in public.

No one noticed that at this time, a small guy next to him turned around and turned into a frustrated middle-aged man who was nearly half a hundred years old, with a bitter face, and immediately turned around and walked back.

When he finished all this, Feng Yin was not only frightened, but if there was a master in the late stage of the Qianyuan realm in the crowd, everything he had done would be useless.

(End of chapter)