After blocking the door of the hotel, Ying Xingyun was finally able to breathe, and he was currently maintaining his illusion for about 40 minutes.

Constricting the scope of the dream space to the surface of the skin to create a stronger "plastic surgery" illusion exacerbates the consumption of mental power.

There is no way to do this, the original [Dream Space] range is only about 100 meters in diameter, and it can't envelop too many people at the same time.

There are so many "audiences" in Silver City, and if you open the [Dream Space], it is obvious that you will not be able to drag everyone into an illusion.

Therefore, Ying Xingyun sacrificed the range, but in exchange for a stronger illusion, compressing the space to the surface of the skin, causing the perspective to be refracted and distorted, and producing the effect of poor angle, as long as someone stared at him, he would definitely be hit.

It's like watching a 3D movie, but it's much more realistic!

However, the illusion itself is maintained by spiritual power, and his soul is not particularly strong, so his spiritual power is naturally not abundant.

Even with the support of mental recovery potions, the time to maintain the illusion will not exceed an hour!

Therefore, the moment Ying Xingyun entered the hotel room, his spiritual power was completely exhausted.

And he didn't have the "meditation method" to quickly recover his mental power, so he could only rely on potions to recover quickly, but fortunately, Glo prepared a lot for him.

You don't need to save much, and you can apply to Glo when you run out.

Ying Xingyun let out a long breath, and poured himself a few more sips, and the sea of knowledge suddenly filled up as quickly as a rain after a long drought.

"Brothers, I'm hiding, I don't believe that Hardy Fogen won't come. ”

Hmph, his current image template, but directly taken from the corner of the "elf" in the CG of a movie game, it is not an exaggeration to say that the skin is like congealed fat, and the eyes and teeth are bright.

Of course, there is still a big difference between the elves imagined by earthlings and the elves of the abyss of the underworld.

Earth elves are more human-like, while elves in the abyss of the underworld are almost beasts, although both are beautiful in some way.

But it is clear that the earth spirits are more in line with the aesthetics of the underworld.

Especially the people of the underworld have not yet experienced the explosive baptism of beauty and P map, so in their eyes, Ying Xingyun is called a fairy and peerless.

Even the group of guards around him, knowing that it was an illusion, still lost their minds for a long time.

I talked to him a lot more along the way, and a few of the young guards were even more ...... Shame.

This made Ying Xingyun even more painful.

I have to say, this is an incredibly bad plan!

Knock knock!

A loud and rapid knock came from outside the door again.

Ying Xingyun's head began to hurt again, and she said softly, "Don't knock, Miss Ben doesn't want to see anyone today!"

The guy outside the door didn't seem to expect to be rejected so simply, and he was stunned for a while before he carefully spoke: "Miss Jesse, my lord baron has come to visit in person, and please open the door to see you." ”

"Which Baron?"

"Baron Hardy Fogen, of course!"

"Oh! it's Baron Fogen, please come in!"

With a creak, the door opened, and Baron Fogen and his valet appeared in front of Ying Xingyun's eyes.

At the head was Baron Forgen, a chubby old man with iron-gray eyes, with a withered face and fiery eyes, like a hungry old wolf with lost teeth.

At this moment, Zhengse is staring at him with squinting eyes!

Ying Xingyun, who couldn't stand this kind of look anymore, closed the door heavily.

Ying Xingyun sneered, "Lord Baron, I have a surprise for you, I don't know if you like it or not." ”

After speaking, Ying Xingyun abruptly terminated the maintenance of the illusion.

"What a surprise...... I...... Go to ......"

"Do it!"

While Hardy Fogen was in shock, his valet had already reacted, and without saying a word, he flew towards the nearest window with Hardy.

However, faster than he could react were a dozen thick frost chains, crisscrossing and sealing the entire room in an instant.

The way was blocked, and the manservant decisively threw down Hadi and attacked in the direction of Ying Xingyun.

He knew that he would only have a chance to survive if he controlled a hostage.

With a shake of his right hand, there was a stabbing sound, and a long sword completely condensed by flames suddenly appeared in the manservant's hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ying Xingyun's throat.

However, how can a panicked prey be against a hunter who has an ambush too soon?

"Rainstorm"

Hundreds of slender ice spikes burst down like a torrential rain.

The room is not big, and it is completely blocked by the ice chain of the head of the guard, and the space for the manservant to move around can be imagined.

Therefore, before he could reach Ying Xingyun's body, he was directly shot into a viscous blood mist.

And Hardy, this guy, was deliberately protected by the other three guards, so he was not beaten into a sieve.

At this moment, he was kneeling aside, peeing his pants in fright, he actually had the realm of Lingyao Realm, but he didn't have the strength to match it.

It is a "vase" that has been piled up by resources, and has not experienced any battles at all.

Except for the ones on the bed!

"Spare your life, spare your life...... My lord, I have money, don't kill me......" This guy hasn't stopped talking since he knelt on the ground.

Ying Xingyun took a deep breath, although he had been prepared in his heart, but when a living person was beaten into a blood mist in front of him.

Ying Xingyun admitted that he was still a little difficult to accept, and the strong fishy smell hit his nasal cavity again and again, making his stomach tumble.

Even so, he resisted the urge to vomit and gave the order to the guards to severely damage Hardy's soul.

The soul of the Lingyao Realm, even if he felt that it was very tricky, he had to be crippled so that he could read his memories more easily.

Anyway, as long as the Yuan Spirit is immortal, the memories in his soul will not disappear.

After a shrill howl, Ying Xingyun felt much more comfortable.

In this world of the jungle, mercy to the enemy is cruelty to himself, and he must step through this level, which is the price of survival!

Ying Xingyun's soul was strengthened to the level of the Spirit Xuan Realm by the bloodline secret medicine, but even so, in the process of reading Hardy's memory, he still rested more than three times.

Finally, near noon, he read all of Hardy's memories.

When that picture of memories was presented in Yingxingyun's mind in a complete form, Hardy had no secrets at all.

Relaxed, the soul scroll spread out, and Ying Xingyun casually browsed the memory pictures that he was interested in.

Suddenly, a huge golden heart jumped into view, and Ying Xingyun's whole person relaxed.