"Childe, why do you like to watch others kill each other so much?" Mo Bai lay on the window of the sedan chair, bored watching the scene of the fight, and let out a sigh from time to time, "It's so pitiful." ”

"If you feel pitiful for them, you can go out and spend time with them in the illusion." Su Qibai opened his mouth coldly, "I can swear that within three seconds after you go out, you will run back in a gray manner." If you don't believe me, we can bet it. ”

If you don't bet on it, you'll run back in disgrace, okay?

Mo Bai scolded Su Qibai, the venomous ancestor of the eighteenth generation, in his heart, and then put down the curtain and sat with Jiang Huan, waiting for the big drama to disperse.

Outside.

Because An Xian was too old, Mo Bai didn't get the clothes that Jiang Huan threw at him on An Xian, but only made him hallucinate. thought that the people running around him were Jiang Huan, and naively thought that he had a fever and hallucinations, so he fainted.

Although the servants brought by An Xian knew the identities of these assassins and knew that they would not harm An Xian or himself, their spirits were already on the verge of collapse when they saw them go berserk and kill anyone.

They wanted to hide next to An Xian and beg him for shelter. It turned out that there was a very serious problem, An Xian, and their main heart bone fainted.

"What should I do," a subordinate looked at An Xian, who couldn't wake up, and then at a group of secret guards who rushed towards him. gritted his teeth, didn't care about An Xian's life or death, and left as if he was running.

The killing lasted for half an hour, and after they killed the "Jiang Huan" in their eyes, they stuck their swords on the ground and gasped for air.

"It's almost time to watch the play, let's go out." Compared with Mo Bai's fuss, Su Qibai's coldness, and Mo Bai's temperament from time to time, Jiang Huan seemed much calmer.

He watched the drama outside the illusion until the matter was resolved, and the culprit fainted and fainted, and the physical overdraft was overdrawn.

It shouldn't be much of a problem to close the net now.

Jiang Huan's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he gestured towards Mo Bai.

"It's time to close the net."

"Got it." Mo Bai pursed his mouth and unraveled all the immobilization techniques of Ling Chen and Jiang Huan's party. Then, he left the illusion. I don't know if I don't leave, and I'm shocked when I leave.

The pictures that Jiang Huan and his party saw just now were all beautified by the illusion space, but Mo Bai still felt that it was a bit cruel to them.

And reality slapped him hard.

Where is the situation outside that is a little cruel at all, it is simply cruel and terrifying, okay?

There were many corpses wearing "Jiang Huan" clothes lying on the ground. Not only that, but the corpse of Jean, the eldest son of the secret guard sent by An Xian to assassinate him, was also there, so I guess he should have been killed by his own kind, or by soldiers.

As for the other secret guards, the dead are dead, the wounded are wounded. An Xian, on the other hand, was unconscious next to his car, and there were some yellow and white things on his lower body.

Mo Bai stretched out his hand and took away Jiang Huan's clothes that he had put on them.

The people who had a relationship with Jiang Huan had already woken up, and they gathered in groups of three or five, checking on the people who were not dead.

And the three of Mo Bai gathered around An Xian. But it was just around, and no one had the heart to pat him on the face to get him up, but just stunned.

The three of them were stunned together.

After a long time, Mo Bai came up with a sentence.

"Poof, it's really funny that the Taifu of a country was scared like this. It's a pity that Ling Chen is lying down, if he sees this with his own eyes, he will probably be very happy. Mo Bai leaned next to An Xian and said with interest.

"I don't know if it's cool or not." Jiang Huan didn't know when he came over, "But I only know that if you don't return to his body, let him come out, and the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony should be over." ”

"I've seen a disappointment, but I've never seen such a disappointment. People finally come out once, can't they play enough and then go back? Mo Bai muttered quietly.

"I can't." Su Qibai opened his mouth, "There are many places where we can use Ling Chen in the future, and he is a human being, so he can't stand you leaving for a long time." If you don't go back, we will mess up things in the future, and all the responsibility after the mess will be borne by you. ”

This is the longest thing Su Qibai has said in his life. As soon as the words came out, even he himself did not dare to admit that they came from his mouth.

Su Qibai rubbed his eyebrows, "Don't ink, go back quickly." ”

Meow meow?

This gentleman is fake, right? Why doesn't your own sword soul help others?

Mo Bai looked at the sky speechlessly, and only after a few seconds did he hold back such a sentence.

"I see."

With that, he returned to Ling Chen's body. Then, Ling Chen woke up.

He looked at Jiang Huan, and then at An Xian, who was scared like this, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he seemed to say to himself: "This has something to do with you, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Huan didn't hide it, and nodded happily, "An Xian has a grudge against me because of the Linglongju incident, and he sent the secret guard over just to better assassinate me." I didn't tell the Lord about this because I was afraid that the Lord would be worried if he knew about it, and he would get involved in this assassination. Moreover, this Zi Rang is Mu Ling's former subordinate, who is insidious and cunning, and very vicious. Lord, you have made a carriage with me, and if you are as worried about him as I am, it will be troublesome. ”

"I know you're well-intentioned, but that's not a reason to hide it from me." Ling Chen looked at him with a straight face, "Do you know how worried I am when I see this scene." ”

Jiang Huan was about to say something, who would have thought that Su Qibai, who was silent next to him, would suddenly touch himself with his elbow.

"Ahn Heeon is waking up soon."

"I see." Jiang Huan didn't look at Su Qibai, but made a gesture towards him to return to his body.

He looked at Ling Chen.

"Lord, An Xian has already shown signs of waking up, and he should be waking up soon."

"Got it, why don't you talk and wait for him to wake up." Ling Chen waved his hand and motioned for Jiang Huan not to say more.

"Okay." Jiang Huan said.

After a few minutes passed, An Xian woke up, and his eyes were Ling Chen and Jiang Huan's magnified faces.

"Jiang... Jiang Huan, how are you?! ”

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Huan put on an innocent face, "Lord An, what are you talking about?" ”

"Jiang Aiqing has always been with Lonely, and he has never even left, what will happen to him?"

"Nothing." An Xian looked at Ling Chen beside Jiang Huan, gathered his fluttering heart, and put on a face that had nothing to do.

An Xian stood up, glanced at the illusion around him, and then frowned.

"Master Jiang, what's going on? How come there are so many corpses on the ground? ”

"That's it." Jiang Huan pondered for a while and spread his hands, "I don't know." ”