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Outside the gate of Yingxian Pavilion, a Tianfang Flavor Restaurant in Lingzhou City, a large group of men, women and children were surrounded, and Hu Xianxian wanted to go in but had nowhere to go.

She groaned slightly, and with a tap of her toes, she stepped on top of the heads of the visitors. Her actions startled these people to run away in a panic, and a vacant space was finally vacated at the entrance of Yingxian Pavilion.

Hu Xianxian raised his right hand, and the wave of aura gathered shattered the closed door, and also shocked the people in the room to exclaim.

The people in the house who were exclaiming were all the guys from Yingxian Pavilion, and they rushed to run out, but unfortunately they spun in circles in place before they ran far.

Hu Xianxian saw a few silver-white lights wrapping around these people, it turned out that these people had fallen into the "Nightmare Technique", which was similar to the commonly known "ghost hitting the wall". It's just that "ghosts hit the wall" is only useful for the frail and frail, and as long as outsiders wake up, they can go out.

This "nightmare" will keep people imprisoned in one place, and it will be difficult for people who have not cultivated to get out on their own. If others forcibly wake up, the practitioner may be frightened and injured, or even go crazy.

Behind Hu Xianxian, a lot of spectators gathered, and they were chattering about what happened to Yingxian Pavilion.

The nightmare is not difficult for Hu Xianxian, she has a fog and a seamless net, and she wants to let the caster taste the pain of being eaten by the spell she casts.

She had been standing at the door for so long, just to let the onlookers see her. She smiled at the crowd and asked, "Do you recognize me?" ”

Most people said they didn't recognize her, and a few people asked her uncertainly if she was Hu Xianxian from Hongbin Building.

Hu Xianxian pointed to the inside of the door, and then pointed to the onlookers and said, "You will soon recognize me and remember me." ”

She calmly pinched the trick with her left hand, and with a move with her right hand, the fog was already in her hand. Between the condensation of the eyes, the fog is hidden and the net is spread, creating a misty illusion.

The guys of the Yingxian Pavilion inside the door first stopped circling, and then bumpered around, but soon they all came to their senses and hurriedly walked out of the door.

Some of the men who went out said that they were running around as if they were tired, hungry and scared on a mass grave; Some said they thought they were about to drown if they fell into the water...... But they all said that they only felt a flash of golden light, and they came to their senses.

These guys were scared, saying that they didn't know what was going on today, why did the old man and the distinguished guest suddenly kidnap the young lady again, and locked them all in the house to be frightened.

After they talked to the onlookers, one of the guys saw Hu Xianxian and shouted, "Miss Hu? Oops, it turned out that Miss Hu saved us. ”

Hu Xianxian looked at the guy, he was a bolt. Immediately afterwards, someone called out to her, it was Da Niu and Sanhua.

They pulled their companions to kneel down to thank Hu Xianxian, and she waved her hand at them and looked at the bolt.

"Where's the man?"

"In the private room on the right side of the second floor......

Hu Xianxian bowed slightly to the bolt and smiled lightly to express his gratitude. She summoned the red snow whisk dust, flipped the palm of her left hand, and the dust jade handle was lightly twisted in her hand, and the silk fluttered with the wind.

Questioning at this door, brightening and brushing the dust are all deliberate actions of Hu Xianxian. She could sense where Leng Qiulang was, she didn't need to ask, and she didn't need to hold the dust in her hand. In the past, she would break through the window of the private room and go straight to Manatha's rescue.

Hu Xianxian has been grinding at the door for so long, just to let the people in the city know that she saved the person. Also, the bright dust showed the fairy wind bones to make them more impressed. Moreover, this red snow dust was once Ling Ruofeng's thing, which could make Ling Ruofeng angry and panic when he saw the red snow dust.

She flew up and kicked the window of the private room on the second floor, and the window instantly turned into powder and flew away.

Hu Xianxian stood in the air and stared into the room. Inside the room, Ling Ruofeng's face was distorted, and he glared at Hu Xianxian who suddenly appeared in pain. Leng Qiulang and the Ghost King looked at each other with a smile, and Mainessa was wrapped in a cloud of black qi and seemed to be unconscious.

The onlookers on the ground all looked up at Hu Xianxian, and the bolt, Da Niu, and Sanhua talked about Hu Xianxian's past, and the spectators all revered her.

Hu Xianxian didn't care about her reputation, but she wanted to deliberately pass on a good name to herself today. Reputation is not important, but the trust of the people is. Most people are like the crowd, and there are very few people with discernment. Even if a person without a reputation can do a lot of things, there is no famous person who can do it smoothly and conveniently.

She was defeated by Duan Mengrou's mind and jade ruyi, and only then did she realize how strong the power of the people's faith was, and what she disdained to do before must be done at this moment.

Hu Xianxian looked at Ling Ruofeng with a smile, and deliberately raised the hand holding the dust to her. Ling Ruofeng's expression was painful, she should be the one who performed the "Nightmare Technique". She should be being eaten by her own magic at the moment, and there are many illusions in her mind, and she herself has to forcibly maintain a clear heart, so painful.

Ling Ruofeng's eyes when he looked at Hu Xianxian were very complicated, with unexpected surprise, the fierceness of the enemy, the indignation of jealousy, and the question of what you are here for.

Of course, Hu Xianxian and her looked at each other, of course, it was not that the two of them never got tired of looking at each other, nor was it that Leng Qiulang and the Ghost King were secretly competing for true qi, but Hu Xianxian deliberately attracted her attention.

When Ling Ruofeng looked at her, Hu Xianxian glanced at the ghost king from the corner of his eyes, and in this glance, Hu Xianxian summoned the Huixin Jade Sword!

The jade white and yellow jade sword of Huixin stabbed the ghost king like lightning, and the sword light reflected the ghost king's red robe, which seemed to be really soaked in blood!

Ling Ruofeng, who had been staring at Hu Xianxian's gaze, immediately reacted, she forcibly suppressed the painful hallucinations in her mind, and flew to save the ghost king.

At the same time as Ling Ruofeng flew out, the red snow in Hu Xianxian's hand grew violently, and rolled towards Manasha, who was already semi-unconscious.

The Ghost King was pounced on by Ling Ruofeng, and the Huixin Jade Sword did not stab the Ghost King, but the Ghost King also interrupted the competition with Leng Qiulang's True Qi due to the sudden influence of external forces.

Leng Qiulang and the Ghost King, who suddenly had their true qi dispersed, were shocked and vomited blood, and after they stabilized the true qi in their bodies, they realized that Hu Xianxian and Mai Nasha were gone.

Leng Qiulang's eyes were empty at first, and then he couldn't hide his smile and flew up.

The Ghost King squinted at Ling Ruofeng coldly, "Stupid! ”

The Ghost King rose up and quickly chased after people, Ling Ruofeng frowned, gritted his teeth, and followed closely.

As soon as he left the city, Leng Qiulang saw Hu Xianxian with Manasha. He tried his best to catch up, "Thank you, Miss Hu, for your help." ”

Hu Xianxian smiled lightly and sent Mai Nasha into his arms, but in just a short moment of his stay, the ghost king had already caught up.

The ghost king smiled and said in a feminine voice: "It's useless to save people, she has been hit by this king's 'soul binding curse'." Except for this king, there is no one to understand! ”

Leng Qiulang held Manasha obliquely in his left hand, and held the Merry Jin Bojian defense in his right hand.

Seeing people flying around in the air, many people climbed up the tower to watch. Hu Xianxian smiled at the crowd and said mysteriously: "Today, I have traveled here with my fairy friends, and I see that this place is rich and beautiful, and the folk customs are simple, so I intend to end a fairy relationship here." If you are willing to cultivate immortals and learn the Tao, you can throw all kinds of sundries to the sky, and whoever hits us will be their apprentice. ”

The ghost king and Leng Qiulang, who were secretly confronting, had already made Leng Qiulang lose the upper hand because Leng Qiulang was holding Manasha, but suddenly both sides retreated in a panic.

It's just that after listening to Hu Xianxian's words, the people below all threw things into the sky! Of course, those fruits, fans, shoes, stones, etc., are difficult to throw at them, and they can't do any harm.

When spiritual power can be used, it is necessary to concentrate on the operation of true qi. When people like Leng Qiulang and the Ghost King are fighting with similar skills, the meridians may be damaged if their true qi is slightly messed up.

After Leng Qiulang and the Ghost King stopped, Ling Ruofeng had also caught up. When the Ghost King saw Ling Ruofeng coming, his gaze condensed towards Leng Qiulang.

Ling Ruofeng swept straight towards Leng Qiulang, wanting to form a flank attack with the Ghost King.

Hu Xianxian took a step ahead of her in front of Leng Qiulang: "Ling Ruofeng, what did you work so hard to escape from the Ice Prison for?" It's for Cheng Haofeng! ”

"Of course I'm for him! The Ghost King has promised me that I will make the third senior brother immortal, and I am here to save him. ”

Hu Xianxian smiled and sighed: "If you die, you will die." Death is his life, so why is it necessary to save it? ”

When Hu Xianxian said this, Ling Ruofeng's face suddenly turned bruised. She is extremely infatuated with Cheng Haofeng, how can she allow her rival to despise him like this? She screamed strangely, and grabbed Hu Xianxian with both hands like ghost claws.