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Phantom Jin covered his face in disbelief, and his golden eyes were immediately full of tears. But she just stubbornly refused to cry in front of Feng Huafei, preferring to turn around, stomp her feet angrily, and the nails of her fists were deeply buttoned into the flesh, but these pains were not as violent as heartache.

Feng Huafei didn't want to say anything, and prepared to bypass the illusion brocade, pushing the door and going out to find Yingjing. No matter what happens, he needs to know what happened to Jade; If Yu Zhenzhen was really torn apart by Ying Zhen's grass and wood puppetry, then even if Ying Zhen had saved him countless times, even if he had to pay for his life, he would definitely avenge Jade Zhenzhen!

Feng Huafei, who was carried away by hatred, and Phantom Jin, who was surrounded by pain, didn't notice at this moment, the skylight in the Phantom Jin room had been opened for some time, and a man's figure quickly rushed in, holding a sword against Feng Huafei's back and flying straight over; The sword was extremely fast, so when it passed through Feng Huafei's heart, Feng Huafei himself could even hear the hissing sound of the blade cutting through his skin; He didn't even have time to think for the next moment, and the whole person fell straight forward, a pool of blood flowing from his chest; The tears of Phantom Jin flowed out with the blood in Feng Huafei's chest, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and fell out in an uproar; She weakened her legs like a lost soul, knelt down beside Feng Huafei, and picked up his body, shaking constantly. She wanted to say something, but tears seemed to block her voice, so she couldn't say a word. Only the overwhelming sadness remains.

Feng Huafei's last memory, there is still no existence of Phantom Jin, but the words of Yu Zhenzhen have been echoing in his ears; In other words, until he passed out, what he was most worried about was still the life or death of Yu Zhenzhen. The man walked towards the phantom brocade step by step, and he could see it. He was a little hesitant in these few steps, because he really didn't expect that Phantom Jin would have such a grief-stricken expression.

Squat down. The man looked at Phantom Jin fixedly, hesitated for a long time, and still couldn't say a word; Phantom Jin suddenly stared at the man, in his golden eyes. But it was covered with angry blood. She gritted her teeth, and even the corners of her mouth were oozing blood, and her mouth was choked and roared, "Boyong, I hate you!" “

I hate you. There has never been a fantasy brocade with such an expression, there has never been a fantasy brocade with such a tone, and Bo Yong has never been so afraid and afraid. In the resentful work of piercing the heart of Feng Huafei with a sword, Boyong didn't know how to be happy; But this moment. He would rather not do such a willful thing; Because from beginning to end, he didn't think about it. Phantom Jin would say such things to him, this was not his original intention!

"I knew it was going to happen."

At some point, Ying Ling had already appeared in front of the two of them and a corpse, perhaps a corpse. However, Ying Ling is a devil gentleman, he has never been a gentleman on the beam, and he entered through the skylight, but he avoided a group of guards and came in through the door generously. Because he is proficient in grass and wood puppetry, he knows the behavior of Phantom Jin and Boyong clearly; And when to come in, he knows the most about the heart of Phantom Jin.

"Ying Ling, save the wind and fly quickly!" Seeing that Ying Ying was coming, Huanjin immediately changed his tone as if he had seen a savior, and no longer paid attention to Bo Yong, who was already stunned behind him.

"Big girl," Ying Ling knelt on one knee, bowed to the phantom brocade, and then said with regret on her face, "Big girl, there is only one way to save the young master now, and that is to take the puppet pill; Otherwise, when his life is completely over, there will be no possibility of regaining consciousness after taking the antidote. “

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"Elder Ying, don't you understand what I mean?" Feng Ling turned her head a little angrily, looking at Ying Ling's work, only to find that Ying Ling's expression was full of disbelief, and her hands kept changing postures, as if she was injecting some power into the illusion below; At the same time, an increasingly unbelievable expression began to spread on Ying Ling's face.

This is not a good phenomenon, and Feng Ling doesn't know if Ying Ling is playing tricks or trying to call him; Being kept in the dark like this made Feng Ling more and more angry, and her tone unconsciously aggravated, "Elder Ying said when he has something, why do you have to make such a dream to remind me again and again, Bo Yong and I owe you a big favor to Elder Ying?" “

That's right, Feng Ling is indeed angry; Although Ying Ling followed their agreement and let Bo Yong kill Feng Huafei, which relieved his hatred; But then, there was a phantom brocade that hurt Bo Yong, and in the end, the part that should be sparked out of the round field was like Ying Ling raising his hand and slapping his mouth loudly, how can anyone not be angry. Ying Ling finally opened his mouth at this time, but there was a little fear in his tone, "No, the current situation is no longer within the control of the subordinate, and it is no longer possible to dominate the subordinate, no, or rather, there is already another person in the lead, who is it, who else can do it?" It can't be, it can't be him. Ying Ling shook his head, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would be proficient in these; After all, of all the people he knew, there was only one person who was proficient in the art of dreaming. But that person can't be here at this moment, and he certainly won't be here.

Feng Ling's brows frowned deeply, he could more or less guess which person he was talking about, after all, that person he grew up watching; It's just that Ying Ling's guess is not bad, that person can't appear here at this moment, because for that person, the land of Shenzhou is not as important as a woman.

That's right, that person is the former master of the alien beast, the nine-tailed fox Yunsu. What Yunsu mastered was not a dream illusion, and he couldn't change other people's memories; He has mastered another dream-related spell called Dream Initiation, which allows him to freely enter and exit other people's dreams. At this time, if there was any way to change Ying Ling's Dream Illusion Technique, then only Yunsu's Dream Technique could compete with it.

"Even if your dream magic detains the evil seed cloud, it is impossible for the king to leave that slut and return here," Feng Ling shook his head, at this moment, the crisis was already greater than the anger in his heart, and he couldn't help but analyze the situation in front of him together, "Besides, the king is born with fear." Even if you and I are in a dream, as long as we can feel it physically, we shouldn't be unresponsive at all. “

"But if it weren't for him. I really can't think of anyone else who can do this. Besides, we have searched for the temporary habitat of the demon clan from top to bottom, and we have also explored around with the Grass and Wood Puppet Technique below, and there is no one else here except for a few trapped in the lower enchantment. Who is the divine intervening in this matter? Ying Ling also frowned, in fact, the terrible thing is not how powerful the opponent is, but who the opponent is unknown, which is what worries Ying Ling the most.

"Ahh Ying Ying is still worried. On the other side, Feng Ling's exclamation was already heard; Ying Ling took a look at the situation, but found that Feng Hua, who was already dying, stood up suddenly, and pulled out the ink sword pinned to his waist with great soberness. The first sword stabbed straight at Boyong's chest, and the attack was steady, ruthless and accurate.

Feng Ling called Boyong's name loudly, and tears fell down her eyes; In the past, he only saw Boyong's body, but did not see how he died. But now. Feng Huafei withdrew the Huamo Sword, and the blood spurting out of Bo Yong's chest seemed to spray all on his face, and he felt the warmth gradually becoming scorching, until finally Bo Yong fell down in response, tremblingly stretched out his hand in the direction of Phantom Jin, and a pool of blood quickly gathered under his body. Feng Ling was crazy, sitting on the side with her knees limp and knocking on the void without stopping. He called Boyong's name loudly.

The situation is already completely out of control, and more than that. Ying Ling was also horrified to find that even if he wanted to pull Feng Ling out of here and return to the present, it was completely impossible, and this time it was the two of them who were trapped in the dream. An old voice began to hover in the ears of Feng Ling and Ying Ling, this voice was quite unfamiliar to Ying Ling, but it was all too familiar to Feng Ling - they had assisted Yunsu together for nearly a thousand years, and they were once good friends.

"Heaven is evil, especially forgivable; and thou shalt not live. Feng Ling, you are acting for the tiger and helping the abuse, don't blame me for not thinking about the past feelings. “

It wasn't the voice of Yunju, but it must have been someone who had sealed them in their dreams and was also proficient in dreaming; And this person seems to be quite good with Feng Ling, when Ying Ling turned his head to look at Feng Ling, but when he saw Feng Ling clenching his teeth, his face was flushed with hatred, and there were still undried tears on his face before, Feng Ling at this time was really embarrassed. But even so, he still said viciously and loudly, "It's you, it's you!" Hmph, I didn't count that you, an old immortal, were here!! Back then, the king was the best friend of you, but I didn't expect that the king would teach you all the art of dreaming! Yulin, you old vixen, you really have been calculating us since the beginning! “

Yulin, that's right, first disrupted Ying Ling's steps with the Dream Technique, and when Ying Ling was a little flustered and had the lowest vigilance, he sealed the two of them with an enchantment, and since the body was sealed, the soul could not leave it; However, Yulin was able to make such many small moves when the Alien Beast Legion surrounded them tightly, and he must have been blessed by the ancient Lei Clan's hidden arts. Ying Ling really hated himself at this time, and he could have stayed in peace and stability for only three days, but following Feng Ling to make such a fuss gave others the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes, and now they want to leave here, but they are a little embarrassed.

"I never calculated you, Feng Ling, it was you who went the wrong way, I didn't want to go along with you, so I left the Alien Beast Clan." Yulin's voice is completely different from Feng Ling's, although it has also lived for a thousand years, Feng Ling's voice is crisp and bright, which is completely opposite to Yulin's desolate voice; Even if he listened, Ying Ling could guess Yulin's appearance with gray hair and wind candles.

"Don't talk nonsense, let us out," Feng Ling didn't have any good intentions to catch up with Yulin here, he had just witnessed Bo Yong's death, and the wind flower flying below was still killing, and the phantom brocade was also dying, he had already pointed the tip of the Huamo sword at Ying Ling, Feng Ling glanced at the illusion dream below, and said to Yulin through gritted teeth, "Even if you seal us here, the five spirits are also guarded by the alien beast army, you have no way at all!" The land of Shenzhou is already in the pocket of my alien beast clan, Yulin, you were once one of the four elders of the alien beast clan, don't you want to watch the alien beast clan go to the peak? “

"Hehe, go to the peak, what is the peak?" Yulin's voice sounded again, with a hint of pain, "Feng Ling, you are completely bewitched by Ying Ling, saying that you want the Alien Beast Clan to unify the Three Realms and Six Realms, this is just Ying Ling's ambition. Otherwise, with his ability, how could he compete with the entire Immortal Cultivation faction? Feng Ling, you are smart all your life, can't you see if you are being used by others? “

"Elder Yulin, you don't have to sow discord, even if you say so, you will never let the five spirits out. If they leave safely, the alien beast clan will inevitably not be able to get the starfall normally, and the sun and the moon will be able to learn from the heart of the alien beast clan. Some people are born to be kings, and some people are born to be ministers, which are all irresistible fates. The name of the next is to be born as a minister, is the life of the assistant, when did you think of the world, this world is the living of the capable, and now the capable man is the great elder of the alien beast clan Gong Li! Ying Ling said, and gave his hand, looking respectful and polite, and the vigorous look did not look like a person who was inconsistent.

"Yulin, you don't have to say these useless things, I won't listen, you let us out quickly, otherwise, if you have to let it go, I will never care about the old friendship!" Feng Ling repeatedly threatened Yulin, ignoring what he said.

Yulin let out a long sigh, and at this time, Feng Huafei in the dream had already killed Bo Yong, Phantom Jin and Ying Ling, with an indifferent expression. After the three of them fell to the ground completely, the scene around Feng Huafei began to change dramatically, as if he was standing in a kaleidoscope, surrounded by some messy memory fragments.

Yulin's voice resounded around Feng Hua Fei, this time, with kindness, "Feng Hua Fei, you have broken your illusion. On the other side, the Immortal of the Dark Red also defeated the Phantom Dream. The two of you will soon meet here, so be sure to find Yu Zhenzhen, Nie Xingxu, and Yun Duoduo who are addicted to the illusion as soon as possible, and rescue them. I'm afraid it won't last long, Fu Hui and they are fighting to divert the surrounding alien beast legions, and Fu Hui is trying to destroy the external enchantment, our time is precious, we must cooperate properly to completely rescue everyone! “

"Yes, Elder Yulin," Feng Huafei said, and he generally understood the current situation, but he still asked with a heart, "Elder Yulin, how long can you hold out?" “

"Ying Ling and Feng Ling are destroying my enchantment with their own abilities, plus my old wounds have not healed, alas, at most half an hour of work. Fenghuafei, everything depends on you, find the dark red, rescue Yu Zhenzhen, Nie Xingxu, and Yunduo! “

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )