Jiaohua, you don't love Duan Rui, you haven't loved it from beginning to end, why bother to behave in front of me?" I looked at Jiaohua who was only a foot away from me.

There was a shallow white slit in her sideburns, and I wondered if I could take a look at her before she was ready.

Jiaohua sneered, "I don't love him, but I still don't allow you to bully him." You deserve to die, that faceless woman in the South China Sea, even more damned!"

She was extremely confident and unguarded against me.

I obviously had a chance to tear her skin off, but when I thought about it, if she was a ruthless character I couldn't deal with, and I really wouldn't have a way to survive after getting a glimpse of her secret.

I withdrew my hand, and my fingertips quickly formed cobwebs and threw them at her.

Jiaohua couldn't dodge and looked at me in shock, "You've become a Void Tier Dream Maker!"

How could I not know that I had been promoted? I was a little puzzled, but I had already seen it.

My divine power has been advancing by leaps and bounds, but my divine sense has not grown greatly, and I have not had a total of 300 years of experience, and I am also an afterthought of my own changes.

Just as I was out of my mind, the whole person had been dragged into Jiaohua's dream.

Pushing away the fog of dreams, a gust of wind blew, and I was unprepared, pushed by the wind and crashed into a dead tree.

I drew the Xuanyuan sword, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wings slashed across the surface of the dead tree, and the dead tree fell in response.

The wind stopped, the rain poured, and Jiaohua came with an oil-paper umbrella.

Through the rain curtain, I stared at her angrily, "Put away the umbrella!"

Jiaohua didn't seem to hear what I was saying, "Huh?"

I rushed forward, snatched the umbrella from her hand, and tore it to shreds, "I don't have an umbrella, and you are not allowed to hold it!"

The icy rain hit Jiaohua's face, washing away all the fat powder from her face.

Jiaohua stepped back vigilantly and asked me in a deep voice, "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

I'm angry right now! I thought that if I succeeded in her dream, I would be able to control her. I didn't expect her strength to be so strong that she could control me.

"You don't care what medicine I sell! Anyway, you won't dare to take the medicine I sell. I was babbling gibberish, and my fingertips were quietly forming cobwebs, and since a dream could not control her, I could only hope that the dream within the dream would help me suppress her.

This time, she looked a little sluggish, as if she was really under my control.

My hand shook in front of her, and when I saw that she didn't move, I boldly ordered her, "Tear the mask open!"

"Yes. She complied, and her white slender hands were already groping around her sideburns.

She finally found the place where the human skin mask was closely connected to the skin, and ripped the mask off with a "hiss".

To be honest, I originally thought that Jiaohua was the incarnation of Doumu Yuanjun, after all, it could make Duan Rui so obsessed that he didn't care about life or death, and he could make the female god who chased Tianqi all the way to the South China Sea, except for Doumu Yuanjun, there was no one else.

But when I peeled off her mask and saw her completely unfamiliar face with scars, my whole body was enveloped in a deep sorrow.

I stared at her facial features carefully, only to find that her face had more scars except for the scars, and she looked exactly like the original delicate flower.

"I'm going to kill you!" Jiaohua was so angry that an inch-long nail hit my lower abdomen.

I looked at the angry delicate flowers in front of me, and then I calmed down.

At first, she was so calm, so calm that I couldn't find anything wrong with her.

Now, with her blood surging, she is obviously confused, and her movements are much more impatient.

I drove the Xuanyuan sword, Qi Gen cut off her long nails, and turned the blade of the sword at her nose, "Say, who the hell are you!"

In the next moment, something strange happened.

Delicate flowers' eyes disappeared out of thin air, and the whole person was like a scarecrow, pestle in front of me, motionless.

I rubbed my eyes, making sure that her eyeballs had disappeared out of thin air, and I felt panicked staring at her empty eye sockets. When I stare at her, I always feel that there is also an evil desire in her dark eyes that covets me.

"Delicate?" I called out to her again, but she didn't respond.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, no matter how I say it, Jiaohua is also a god, and she won't be defeated so easily, and besides, I haven't done anything to her!

Hiss –

I stood in front of her and ripped off her clothes with my Sky Slashing Sword.

As expected, she is really not a delicate flower!

I looked at the extremely realistic scarecrow in front of me, and burned it to ashes with a fire.

At the beginning of the dawn rain, the birds in the forest cried.

I wandered in the forest for a long time, but I still couldn't find the whereabouts of Jiaohua, and I was so depressed that I set fire to the forest.

"Ahh

In the mud, a woman's screams were heard, "Don't burn me, don't burn me, I'm going to die!"

I wanted to dig through the mud to find out, but I didn't want to get my hands dirty, so I crushed this square of heaven and earth and walked out of the dream of delicate flowers.

When I opened my eyes, Jiaohua also opened her eyes.

She put away her original domineering, took a few steps back, and staggered to the ground, "Don't burn me, don't burn me!"

"Don't pretend!" I carried the Xuanyuan sword, and the sword sank into her thigh, "In Azhu's dream, you obviously knew how to heal. How could a god who knew how to heal himself not be able to heal the knife wound on his face? How could he be afraid of the fire of heavenly thunder? I'm afraid your strength is more than that!"

Jiaohua had a cold face and looked up at me, "It's not stupid." ”

My hand was on her chin and I happened to touch a mole in her jaw. Without hesitation, I picked out the mole and followed the wound to remove another layer of her face.

She covered her face with one hand to prevent me from seeing it, and with the other she pulled out the dagger she had stuck in her boot.

I thought she was going to counterattack, so I took a step back and protected her body with divine power.

Unexpectedly, she grabbed the dagger and shaved her face beyond recognition in an instant.

Just looking at her turned face made my hairs stand on end. A woman who can do it to herself must be a means of not compromise.

In her, I seemed to see Qi Yan who was invaded by evil energy. They are just as full of hatred, the same hatred for all the good things in the Six Realms, they are like natural avengers, crazy and terrifying.

At this time, Rong Ji and Tianqi broke out of the water one after another.

It's just that what surprises me is that tolerance is in front of my eyes, and it never shows his true identity easily. But this time, he actually appeared in the form of a white dragon.

I tilted my head, looked at Rong Ji, who was several feet high, and curiously stepped forward to touch his dragon scales that were soaked in the salty water of the South China Sea, and rubbed against his abdomen, "Rong Ji, you have become a white dragon, so handsome!"

Rong Ji roared, and his powerful tail was thrown at me.

I quickly climbed on his back and hugged his neck, "You shouldn't be attacked by evil energy, right?"

Rong Ji fell to the ground in pain, "Leave me alone, go away!"