"This revenge will be personally retrieved by Gubei. But then I thought of something, Gu Bei added, Of course, I hope that you, the native, can live until that time, hahahahaha" Gu Bei looked at the dream without a trace not far away, and said hatefully.

There was also a hint of schadenfreude in the voice.

It seems that Dream Without a Trace will not survive to meet him again when Gubei.

Then he looked at the three-color lotus in the center of the waterhole, Gu Bei's face was full of pity and unwillingness, I am afraid that the purpose of this trip will be frustrated, and the task given to him by the sect master cannot be completed.

Thinking about the punishment that I will suffer when I go back. Gu Bei's eyes became full of fear when he looked at Meng Wuxi, and then turned into resentment, staring at Meng Wuxian deadly.

I can't wait to eat it alive and peel off my dreams without a trace. It's all to blame on this native, and it's a good thing for you.

Meng Wuxian listened to Gu Bei's words, and didn't care about anything else, guessed Gu Bei's intentions, and shouted: "Want to run? It's not that easy."

Meng Wuxian endured the huge pain all over his body, his figure flickered, his fist was like a dragon, and he exploded towards Gu Bei's head with a whistling sound.

"Hmph, if you want to keep me, you don't have that ability" Gu Bei snorted coldly, and a jade plaque appeared in his hand and crushed it. A violent spatial fluctuation emanated, and a dazzling white light flashed away.

The place where Gu Bei was just now was empty, and his figure had disappeared.

"Boom!"

Dream Traceless's fierce blow missed, slamming on the jade floor, only to see a wisp of green smoke rising from the place of the attack, and the seemingly fierce and domineering blow didn't even shatter a piece of the floor?

In fact, Dream Traceless's final blow had exhausted the vitality of his whole body, and the Zhuyue Sword had absorbed most of the blood and qi of his body, and Dream Traceless's body had already been dilapidated.

The last seemingly killer blow was actually tangible and substantial, it was all an empty shelf, just to scare away Gubei. Meng Wuxian guessed that the people who left the Fire Sect were extremely desperate for their lives, they were already seriously injured, and Gu Bei, who had a broken arm, would never stay longer.

If this blow hadn't scared Gu Bei away and Gu Bei had discovered the clues, then Dream Without a Trace would have no chance of winning. I'm afraid it's now a corpse.

The jade square, which was full of chaos, proved how tragic the battle just now was.

"Poof!" At this time, Meng Wuxian looked at the place where Gubei disappeared and exhaled lightly. Then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The body staggered back a few steps, knelt on one knee, and hurriedly supported his already overwhelmed body with his hands.

Meng Wuxian hurriedly took out a blood return pill, and his blood-filled hands trembled a little and swallowed the blood return pill. He felt a mixture of blood and medicine in his mouth.

At this time, Dream Without a Trace couldn't manage so much, he was kneeling on the ground, the vitality was turning, and the heaven and earth aura around him frantically began to converge around him.

More and more heaven and earth aura was attracted by Dream Without a Trace, and the rich Heaven and Earth Aura instantly wrapped Dream Without a Trace's entire body, and there was a misty breath around him.

And the Zhuyue Sword inserted on the floor in the distance turned into a little red light and disappeared, and it hung quietly in the dream without a trace of the dantian, becoming extremely docile, without the boundless evil qi that destroyed everything just now.

As time passed, Dream Traceless's pale face had become a little rosy.

"Squeak Squeak"

At this moment, Jiu'er's little head poked out of Meng Wuji's arms, and with a whoosh, appeared on a beaten and mutilated stone statue.

Jiu'er didn't bother the healing dream without a trace, and tilted her little head to look around boredly.

At this moment, Jiu'er saw the mist in the center of the waterhole, the beautiful three-color lotus, and her eyes lit up violently, appearing on the top of the small stone statue.

Looking at the three-color lotus with swaying petals, Jiu'er tilted her head full of curiosity.

Just when Jiu'er's little paw was about to poke out and touch the three-color lotus. The eyes of the stone statue under Jiu'er's claws began to tremble, and the stones on the surface kept falling, making a sparse sound.

"Little guy, this is very dangerous" A hand as white as jade stretched out, pulling back Jiu'er's little body that was about to jump off, accompanied by a somewhat gentle voice.

"Squeak squeak" Jiu'er felt someone touch its body, and instantly exploded, squeaking behind it with teeth and claws.

However, the little pink claws that look lethal don't make people feel so fierce, but add a bit of cuteness.

No matter how Jiu'er struggled, it was useless, and that hand was like a plice, imprisoning Jiu'er to death.

I saw that the stone statue that Jiu'er was standing on just now had disappeared, and turned into a young man in a cyan robe, looking at Jiu'er with interest.

The whole person exudes an aura of oversight. If a handsome face is put outside, I don't know how many girls with spring hearts will be fascinated.

Jiu'er struggled for a while and felt that the other party had no malice towards him, and he didn't have a feeling of dislike for the boy, but could feel a closeness, so he stopped struggling. With some doubts, he tilted his head and looked at the young man in the gorgeous robe.

On the other side, the healing dream without a trace did not notice the situation here, and the aura of heaven and earth around his body frantically converged towards him, and the blood-red vitality in his body continued to burst out, repairing the wounds on his surface. As time passed, Dream Traceless's face began to slowly turn rosy. In the distance, the young man in the Chinese robe looked at the dream without a trace who was healing, and muttered to himself: "It's really a long-lost breath" Then his eyes looked at the blue sky in the distance, and a trace of memory flashed.

Time always passes unconsciously, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Dream Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a glint in his eyes that flashed. The spirit of the whole person has become more aggressive, and even the aura on his body has increased a lot. Apparently there is a lot of insight in the endless battles.

Looking around, I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

"Jiu'er" Meng Wuxian shouted, Jiu'er ran out of his arms He knew, at that time he was seriously injured, and he didn't have time to take care of Jiu'er, so he let it play alone.

"Squeak" Jiu'er's voice came from behind Dream Without a Trace. A smile appeared on Meng Wuxian after hearing this, and he turned around to prepare to greet Jiu'er. At this moment, his smile suddenly froze, he looked at Jiu'er, and then looked at the young man in the Chinese robe who was facing away from him and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Dream Without a Trace always felt that the previous feeling of calling emanated from this person.

As soon as his words fell, the young man in the gorgeous robe slowly turned around. Then Dream Traceless was shocked beyond measure, because he found that this person looked exactly like the stone statue he had seen in the middle of the waterhole earlier, and Dream Traceless did not see the stone statue again at this time, and the answer was self-evident.

However, seeing that Jiu'er was safe and sound, and not like she was caught, Meng Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief, presumably the other party had no malicious intent. He didn't know when this young man in a gorgeous robe appeared, which made Dream Wuxian secretly vigilant.

Meng Wuxian looked at the handsome young man above, and touched his face meaningfully, he thought that he looked okay? He muttered in his heart, "Little white face?"

Just when Meng Wuxian was thinking about some mess, he only heard the handsome young man above speak: "It's been a long time since anyone came here, you're very good." The young man in the robe looked at the dream without a trace, as if he was looking at his juniors, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"If you want to get this three-color lotus, you have to defeat me first, otherwise you can go back obediently" The young man in the robe seemed to see the purpose of Dream Wuxi's trip, and stretched lazily and said.

Then he slowly walked towards Dream Without a Trace, one step, two steps, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Dream Without a Trace.

"So fast!" Dream Wuxian had solemn eyes, and he didn't even see the movements of this young man in a gorgeous robe just now. If the other party sneaked up on him just now, even if he could dodge the fatal blow, it would be absolutely impossible for the king to block it intact.

Meng Wuxian looked at the young man in the gorgeous robe standing in front of him, his body was full of fighting intent and his eyes were sharp. He has been a genius since he was a child in Nanhuang, and there are almost no opponents below his level.

So much so that his sword was a little rusty. Until he came to the Infinite Holy Realm and met the group of people from the Fire Sect. One is stronger than the other, and it can be said that he has lived and died several times.

Although he died nine times in his life, he had never fought so sweatily, and Dream Without a Trace was very happy, and at the same time, whether it was cultivation or combat experience, Dream Without a Trace had been greatly improved.

Only by constantly fighting can you discover your own shortcomings and make up for your own shortcomings. Only by fighting can you know the gap between yourself and others, and you will not be immersed in the illusion that you are invincible in the world.

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