The battle between Xiaoying and Bewilderment has not stopped, and the Ghost Monarch has wondered where these two resentful spirits have come from so much mana to support the battle, until the semi-finals of the other ghosts and ghosts are over, and the Ghost King accidentally discovers that there is no mana fluctuation in the barrier at all.

With the experience of the Ghost King, he can naturally know that there are so many mage professions in the Seven Cities, but only the Dream Maker and the Dream Master can block the fluctuation of mana.

The skills practiced by the sorcerers of these two classes are very similar, and they are both dominated by illusions, except that the illusions cast by the dreammaker need to rely on a certain object or a certain emotion, so its attack power and authenticity are higher than those of the dreammaster.

A resentful spirit like Xiaoying, she has no memories of her life, and she has no deep memories of living in the cemetery for three years, so the dreammaker has no way to deal with her, but now that the illusion has been completed, the ghost king can be sure that the confusion can only be the dreammaster.

There is an illusion, and the challenge barrier descended from heaven and earth is naturally useless, and the ghost monarch originally entered the illusion to take a look, but found that the Book of the Dead rushed out of the illusion by itself.

Picking up the Book of the Dead, the Ghost King turned the pages of the book, and wrote neatly in a row: "Don't go in!" ”

"You can still keep an eye on Shadow's situation, it seems that your opponent is no longer a threat." Muttered in a low voice, and the Ghost Monarch chuckled.

"Someone will deal with it." Through the Book of the Dead, the words of the Oni-kun were immediately answered.

Someone to deal with? The Ghost Monarch frowned, there have been many things recently, he has forgotten about them, although the Young Master of Shadow is missing, but in addition to Qianji, there is also an emperor who likes white.

"You and the white-clothed Mo Xiao have both gone to intercept the shadows, who stopped the muffled thunder before?" As if thinking of something, the Ghost King asked anxiously.

"Phantom Rin!" The name soon appeared in the Book of the Dead.

Seeing this name, Ghost Jun opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

However, there is a text in the Book of the Dead: "You don't have to blame yourself, Phantom Rin can't die now, and I have divined with Bai Yi Mo Xiao, and his vitality is enough to live until his son grows up." ”

"Ahem." Ghost Jun coughed in embarrassment.

He is the same as Phantom Rin, he is a romantic character, and he is already old and unverifiable, he can talk about his son, after all, he has now married three wives, but this Phantom Rin is romantic, but he has never married a wife, if he talks about his son, he has not even written a word.

I didn't know the mind of the ghost king, Qianji didn't pass the message through the Book of the Dead, he was not a person of good words, so naturally he wouldn't think of comforting and comforting the ghost king.

Fortunately, the ghost monarch healed himself well, and after a while of entanglement, he returned to normal.

Looking at the illusion that still existed in front of him, the ghost monarch frowned, and really listened to Qianji's words and did not explore, but ordered to let the ghosts rest first, and he himself stayed here to avoid accidents.

He didn't rest, and the two ladies naturally had to accompany him, and this accompaniment, the ghost monarch had to tell them about the current situation, but the eldest lady was an impatient, and after listening to the ghost monarch's explanation, she rushed into the illusion without hesitation.

It was a red-hued maple forest, and there were faint human voices in the forest, and it was difficult to find the one who spoke when it was very close.

When the eldest lady entered the illusion, she changed the illusion so that the eldest lady would never find a way to the location of the little shadow.

Her changes, the eldest lady and Xiaoying naturally don't know, but the strange flow in the air, Xiaoying, who has been staying in the illusion, feels a little.

"What did you do again?" There are many questions, and asking them directly is the fastest way to find answers.

Faced with Xiaoying's question, Confusion didn't answer, but turned around and left her slightly thin back to Xiaoying.

Intuitively, Xiaoying stretched out her hand and wanted to grab her, but under the palm of her hand, the confusion was not caught, but the scenery in front of her changed, and what she grabbed in the palm of her hand was a soft corner of her clothes.

Looking up along the corner of the clothes, the dark eyes were fixed on the handsome face, and the little shadow was stunned, as if time was all frozen at that moment.

"You're late." After a long while, the young man said with a cold face.

He seems to have been waiting for Xiaoying here for a long time, and his temper is a little short-tempered.

"Huh?" Blinking in bewilderment, Xiaoying let go of the corner of his clothes and took a few steps back.

She naturally recognized this young man, after all, she was stabbed by him in the muddy place, although the sword did not actually pierce her body, but she didn't have a good impression of him, the patriarch of the Zero clan.

But now, the more she tried to escape, the more the boy approached her, and at last he simply flashed in front of her, reached out and pressed her shoulder, forcing her not to move.

"Is it because Bai Yi Mo Xiao won't let you come out, so you're late?"

"Ahem, don't smile in white clothes?" Is it the master of the so-called emperor here?

"That kid seems to be very opposed to us being together lately." Ignoring Xiaoying's question, the young man said to himself.

"No, he probably wouldn't do such a thing." Xiaoying subconsciously shook his head.

According to the analysis of the person in the turbidity, she is the young master of the shadow, and the white-clothed Mo Xiao must be her confidant and friend, although Xiaoying has never seen him, but she subconsciously thinks that her confidant will never do anything against who she is with.

"If he hadn't stopped you, why would you be late?" The boy asked with a low growl.

Xiaoying froze, her dark eyes gurgling, but she couldn't turn around, so she could only continue to maintain her original movements, staring at him blankly.

The silence turned into depression, which made Xiaoying subconsciously tremble, and the young man who noticed this strange appearance couldn't help but be stunned, and slowed down his voice and said, "Ying'er, I didn't mean to." ”

"Hmm." Pronouncing the word in a nasal voice, Xiaoying let the boy's hand run through his hair.

It felt very familiar to her, and she enjoyed it, so she was happy to keep it on.

It's just that when she closed her eyes selflessly, the figure of another teenager suddenly flashed in her mind, that young man was not as handsome as the one in front of him, and he didn't have the temperament in front of him, but he always came to the cemetery every July 7 to worship her, and every time he came, he always stood silently for a long time, and then said something interesting that had happened recently.

The most important thing is that he is still her husband who did not have time to marry before her death, and for her, he specially refined the Book of the Dead and gave it to her as a dowry.

Wait, what word did she think of just now? Dowry? The Book of the Dead is a dowry given to her by Qianji, so isn't she ......

Looking at the little shadow who was enjoying it just now, he suddenly opened his dark eyes, a trace of brilliance flashed in the young man's eyes, and the hand that was attached to the little shadow's hair was quietly taken back by him.

"There's been a lot of things going on in the Zero clan lately, and I may not have time next time you want to come out and play, have you figured out where to go this time?" At this time, the young man's voice was indescribably gentle.

Xiaoying blinked, and began to wonder if the Zero Clan Patriarch had a twin brother, she didn't believe that the young man who could indifferently stab her with a sword would speak to her in such a gentle voice.

Seeing that Xiaoying didn't answer, the young man clenched his fists, took a deep breath and said, "Since you haven't figured out where to go, let's just go to the teahouse and sit down." ”

"You're talking about this?" Xiaoying asked subconsciously.

Although her mind is a little confused now, she clearly remembers that everything in front of her is made by confusion, and according to common sense, she should be fighting with confusion, not talking about love with the young man in front of her.

Without answering her again, the boy just bent down and reached out to pick her up before she could react.

When her body was suspended in the air, she was the most insecure, and Xiaoying naturally opened her mouth to scream, but her dark eyes collided with the young man's indifferent eyes, and she subconsciously forced the voice in her throat back.

After making sure that she would not move obediently, the young man quickly activated a certain technique, and in an instant, the red maple forest had become a memory, and what stood in front of them was an antique teahouse.

There is a plaque with the word "here" on the door of the teahouse, and I don't know which master wrote those two words.

Grinning with satisfaction, Xiaoying motioned for the young man to put himself down, and when she was down-to-earth, she just raised her feet and was about to enter the teahouse, when the ethereal voice in her heart sounded.

"The illusion is solved."

"What do you mean?" Xiaoying asked puzzled.

As soon as her words fell, everything in front of her disappeared in an instant, and when she wanted to look around, it was the cemetery where she had lived for three years, under the gloomy sky, the ghosts who participated in the competition did not know where they went, the third lady attached to the ghost king, looking at the stage where she was worried, Xiaoying could be sure that the worry was definitely not because of her.

"Poof~"

Xiaoying didn't have time to sort out her thoughts, and the sound of confusion behind her immediately attracted her, and she quickly turned around, just in time to see the eldest lady holding a terrifying heavy knife on the neck of confusion impartially.

"Dare to design Mrs. Ben, you are really tired of life." The eldest lady has a hot temper, and she has been trained by the ghost king on weekdays, and she has long learned to suppress her emotions and secretly design a bastard who annoys her.

But today, this resentful spirit dared to design her with an illusion, and she really couldn't bear the anger in her heart, so she drew a knife to take the head of Xiang Shang, who was confused.

"It's very rare, she turned out to be a resentful dream master, if you want to save her, you'd better speak out quickly, that Ghost Monarch's temper is really not very good." In the bottom of his heart, the ethereal voice sounded again, reminding Xiaoying that now is not the time to be in a daze.

It's just that the eldest lady under the rage, Xiaoying is also afraid, who will teach her, how to deal with such a fierce ghost monarch lady!

Xiaoying clenched her fists with black lines on her face, and kept comforting herself not to be afraid, but watching the eldest lady's knife gradually scratch the bloody marks on her neck, she still broke out in a cold sweat very spinelessly.