"What now?" Tang Yi took a deep breath.

I have to say that he has a trace of chagrin in his heart, and he shouldn't let her go! However, at that time, he didn't know that there would be one of the holy weapons of the demon clan here-the macardiac mirror.

Rao is Situ Wankong's talent cultivation is high, he is just a human monk who has just reached the age of fifteen, how can he compete with the Demon Clan's holy weapon.

If it weren't for the fact that this Zhang Yuanzhi was still a little useful, he would have died a long time ago at this moment. He and Tang Feng have been fighting openly and secretly for countless years, and the matter of finding the four major magic weapons of the demon clan is even more so, how can he let him succeed first. But now, I have to need Zhang Yuanzhi's help.

Or...... His Royal Highness can go into a dream with Miss Situ and bring her back. Zhang Yuanzhi replied softly, because he didn't know if he Tang Yi would kill him directly with his backhand.

After all, letting Tang Yi fall asleep at this time is tantamount to putting him in danger. Although Zhang Yuanzhi really didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to touch this Third Highness, it didn't mean that this Third Highness would believe in himself. And there is also a dryad hiding in the shadows, and a magic weapon with the powerful spiritual power of the 'Psychic Mirror', I don't know when it will appear. At that time, he will be in a dream, and the situation will be conceivably dangerous.

“…… Good! Tang Yi suddenly responded.

"Your Highness!!" Zhang Yuan was shocked, he just said it casually.

"You protect the Dharma for me, I'll go in and bring her out!" Tang Yi turned around and made a red enchantment for himself, enveloping himself and Situ Wantian.

“…… Good! Your Highness, I will be here until you come out. Zhang Yuanzhi actually admired this Third Highness a little at this moment.

In the past, I had only heard rumors of his bloodthirsty, ruthless, and murderous people. But he never thought that the first time they met, he would be able to risk himself for another human monk, even at the cost of his life.

Although it was obvious that the Third Highness seemed to be different from that Situ Wankong, she was a person among the moon buds and clouds after all. You know, the moon buds and clouds have been natural enemies with the demons since ancient times! How did they get together, then Situ Wankong must not know the true identity of this Third Highness. Otherwise, how could it be so peaceful? Or, what is the purpose of the Third Highness in this little nun?

But Zhang Yuanzhi also understands that this is not something that Zhang Yuanzhi can speculate casually. At the same time, I also have to sigh that in the end, it is the Third Highness, and the bearing and aura of employing people without doubt are intimidating!

When Tang Yi entered Situ Wankong's dream, he almost dropped his jaw.

What kind of dream is this Situ Wankong?!

He actually saw the little temple - all of it was himself! And all of them are zombie-like, miserable themselves!

They were all there screaming. Tang Yi was so angry that he waved his palm, wanting to smash all the monsters that he had made in imitation of himself. But he was surprised to find that he had no spiritual power, or rather, his spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by something.

After looking down and thinking for a moment, he sneered, and no longer looked there, out of sight! Then he looked left and right and began to look for Situ Wankong. After a while, sure enough, in the peach blossom forest, I saw Situ Wankong who was recuperating under the tree, and walked quickly.

Situ Wankong, who was pranayama and healing, suddenly heard a small stream of footsteps approaching, and it was getting faster and faster, so he quickly withdrew his breath, and before he could open his eyes, he swung out a sword.

"Evening Sky!!" Tang Yi shouted as he flashed his sword aura. It's dangerous! Almost hacked to death!

Situ Wankong saw clearly that it was still that Ah Yi standing in front of him, but this Ah Yi had a ruddy complexion and a flexible body, not like those zombies, and he knew that this was the deity, so he quickly withdrew the sword.

But just now everything was too hasty, and before he had time to adjust the stable aura, there was a fluctuation again, and he was shocked by the sword qi that rebounded back again, and his feet were weak, and he actually fell to his knees.

"What's wrong with you?" Although Tang Yi is twelve or thirteen years old, his strength is not small, and he caught the woman who was about to fall to the ground, and asked anxiously.

Situ Wankong's face was a little pale, but he shook his head weakly and said, "It's okay, you...... Are you Ah Yi? As he spoke, he raised his hand with a little difficulty and pinched Tang Yi's face. Well, it's soft and hot.

"You ......" Tang Yi's heart was suddenly pinched by her gentle fingers.

"Something isn't quite right about this place, it's like a dream, it's not like an ordinary dream. I actually ...... No spiritual power. Situ Wankong was indeed a little out of strength at the moment, and he simply leaned on the little tiger unceremoniously, and took the initiative to move and find a comfortable position.

For some reason, knowing that he was okay and seeing him by his side, Situ Wankong rarely wanted to rely on others, instead of fighting everything by himself.

"Well, my spiritual power is gone." Tang Yi replied truthfully.

He knew that this dream was related to the 'Psychic Mirror', and the dream created by relying on such a powerful magic weapon would naturally be different.

"What? Your spiritual power is gone? Situ Wankong frowned and said, this is troublesome.

"You're hurt?" Tang Yi is more concerned about this matter at the moment. Her face didn't look good, and there was still a thin sweat oozing from her beautiful and delicate forehead. Her breath was also a little disordered, and there were even unwiped blood stains on the corners of her mouth. He is...... Late?

Situ Wankong smiled bitterly, sat up straight, raised his hand and pinched Tang Yi's face, and replied, "It's not all because of you?" Do you see the monsters in the temple? ”

Tang Yi was stunned, she didn't mention it, but when she remembered those people who were full of squeezing herself, her face was full of black lines.

"You're hurt by those things? The name of the Holy Maiden in the Moon Sprouts and Clouds is also ......" He didn't finish.

"Shut up! If it was other monsters, I would have cleaned it up a long time ago, isn't it because I'm afraid that there will really be you inside! Situ Wanqi had to squeeze his face again, squeezing his facial features out of shape.

Tang Yi let the angry woman pouting pouted enough on his face, and then wiped his face that had been treated indecently several times, and then stretched out two hands and pinched her face as well, as soft as imagined. Would she rather get hurt herself than do anything to those things, just because they used their own faces? She ...... to herself

"What are you doing!!" Situ Wankong slapped his hand away.

"Are you only allowed to pinch my face?" Tang Yi said with a sneer.

Situ Wankong's face turned red, and he knew that he was wrong, so he coughed dryly to avoid embarrassment, but he didn't expect to bring out the bruise on his chest and spit it out.

"What's wrong with you?!" Tang Yi saw Situ vomiting blood in the evening, and he was so frightened that he broke his voice for a while.

After spitting out the blood, Situ Wankong relaxed a little, waved his hand, signaled that he was fine, and then closed his eyes and began to breathe. Therefore, she didn't see the teenage boy's eyes full of murder and cruelty.