To trust or not to trust?

To be honest, on the premise of not having enough strength, if Cheng Feng cheats, or if his strength is not strong enough to predict accurately, wouldn't he have to go in and take another risk in vain.

Willow didn't want to be a test subject.

In particular, the dangers he had encountered in the past may now be encountered again.

So he hesitated.

Cheng Feng naturally knew what he was afraid of.

To be honest, if it were himself, he wouldn't have agreed.

However, sometimes people just need to be a doctor.

Cheng Feng smiled: "Since you are unwilling to give it a try out of many considerations, then, let me go down to the river in person and show you."

You know, even if it's a G-class weird, it's also a confluence of power, and if you split it, you can divide it.

In fact, this cloud of the spiritual world is not as terrifying as you think. ”

The weirdness of the split is not so terrible, which is an aspect that Yang Liu has never touched.

Before he could think about it.

Chengfeng moved.

He stretched out his broad palm, picked up the pillar of glass, and stared at the dark cloud that seemed to contain infinite power.

Then, without much thought, with the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, he lifted it above his head.

It's a visible ingestion power.

The clouds writhed wildly, like a creeping beast, and in the next second it could pounce on people and eat flesh and blood.

The strange power of the clouds in the spirit world is a power that acts on the soul.

So it can ignore Jin Nanmu and launch an attack to complete its rules.

Even if Jin Nanmu can trap it.

Cheng Feng naturally wouldn't let it ingest itself into the spirit space.

So at the same time that absorbing power was activated, it destroyed the power of the realm, condensing a pure power to compete with it.

Under the stalemate.

Yang Liu looked over, there were endless projections in it, and he seemed to be able to see all living beings in the spirit world at a glance.

The ice and snow that have not subsided all year round, the solid ice that has not melted for thousands of years on the snow-capped mountains, and the mountain spoon flowers flying in the wind show a unique red face...... There are also countless wooden houses scattered all over the place, and the footprints of the spirits hover around the altar.

The spirit god, who professed to be the source of hope, deceived his people with a thin, barely visible advantage.

The song of holiness is sung everywhere, but unfortunately there is never a shadow of holiness in this land.

Somehow, Willow wept.

I don't know if it's for myself, or for the ridiculous spirit man who never sees freedom, but prides himself on being free.

Cheng Feng maintained a stalemate for three minutes.

He slowly lowered the spirit clouds, then withdrew the power of the realm, and quipped, "What? I was moved by my selfless behavior, and even greeted me with tears. ”

"I don't know why I'm crying, but it's not for you."

Cheng Feng smiled, "You must have seen something from the projection, actually...... In order to understand the G-class eerie spirit space, you must also know any images that the projection can bring to you...... The laws contained therein. ”

"Only by understanding it can we conquer it?"

"Yes, this rule applies to all weirdness...... Even if it's G-class weird...... It's hard to imagine. ”

Yang Liu bowed his head, "If I have the strength of an instructor, I will definitely go in again......"

"You can indeed ......" Cheng Feng nodded, "With the particularity of your strange power, it is much safer than me to enter the spirit space...... This is undeniable. ”

Yang Liu didn't stay long before going out.

Cheng Feng is still inside, and he needs to do some maintenance work himself, which no one else can do for him.

This amounts to part of the work of secrecy.

Yang Liu originally wanted to go around for a walk, but unexpectedly ran into Wu Yue, who was sitting on a stone chair basking in the sun.

She seemed a little curious as to why Yang Liu was wandering around instead of discussing "academic issues" about the spirit world with Instructor Cheng. ”

Well, it's an academic question.

Wu Yue patted the stone chair and sent out an invitation, "Do you want to sit for a while?" ”

Willow is naturally polite.

What's more, this is a rare opportunity to get close to beautiful women.

He sat down.

He looked sideways at Wu Yue.

As soon as he made eye contact, his eyes couldn't be opened.

This woman once again gave him a hint of inner throbbing.

Yang Liu simply observed Wu Yue generously.

She has wavy hair, fluttering in the wind, exuding a fragrant fragrance like mist, and phoenix eyebrows like the moon, as if carved by the sky.

A pair of beautiful eyes with affection, a very beautiful nose, fragrant cheeks are slightly dizzy, exhaling like orchid cherry lips, goose egg cheeks are very beautiful, blowing breakable skin like frost and snow, and a delicate posture, just like Roselle out of the water.

Well, it's just that the color is upset, this delicate woman who came out of the picture scroll makes the soon-to-be-adult willow a little fascinated.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

This is normal for people.

Especially the same secret masters, most of them have the same interests and a common language.

Even though Yang Liu was wishful thinking, Wu Yue was embarrassed by him, and pretended to be angry: "What have you been watching me do?" It's like I haven't seen a woman in years. ”

"Hey, it's in Xia Menglang."

"How? Is there anything to gain from becoming an instructor? ”

Yang Liu leaned back on the stone chair and stroked its mottled lines, "It seems to be true to say that there is a harvest, or to say that there is a harvest, and to say that there is no harvest." ”

Wu Yue snorted lightly, "Aren't you playing sloppy?" This girl doesn't want to hear it yet! ”

Yang Liu just smiled and didn't speak.

Wu Yue looked around and said with a smile: "This weather, this big tree, this grass, this flower...... Got me some ideas to draw. ”

"You know how to draw?"

"Hmm."

"That's a hand."

Wu Yue glanced at the grass in the distance and laughed dryly, "Then you can take a look." ”

With a wave of her hand, the strange power gathered into a pen, a large drawing board, and a white paper.

Looking at Yang Liu's surprised appearance, she said playfully: "I forgot to tell you, I am a secret artist of ink painting, and I never use physical tools to paint." ”

I saw her straighten the drawing board, caressing the paper, and concentrating on the detailed description of the scenery in front of her.

First sketched with plain ink, the pen is like flowing water, perhaps inspiration is coming, and the paint is stained with clothes.

The temperature of the paper and the fingertips seemed to melt together, and the paintbrush in the girl's hand played in the warm orange light.

She pursed her lips, her eyebrows full of seriousness.

It's as if at this moment, everything about her is on this drawing board.

From shallow to deep, delicately delineated, her soul is in a grand carnival at this moment.

The warm sun sprinkled on her delicate face, and the mottled shadows on the paper and the ink marks were correspondingly interesting.

It is still an unhindered pen, but the old wolf pen is as white as jade.

The person in the painting paints the middle of the picture.

The breeze was tasteless and the fragrance was dim, as if she and the painting in her hand were the only colors in the world.

It was as if the whole world was filled in her heart, and she could only depict it slowly and quietly with the tip of her small nose......