Beilan Laiye wanted to stop Lan Qi from having such thoughts more than once, and she used the soul power on her body to constantly hit those barriers, trying to break through this obstacle.

The huge body slammed through the streets, listening to the voices of the passers-by, and pulled out a jar of wine from behind him, and the look was cared for by the rapture. The drunken fairy took a sip and said.

"Things in the world are cruel and changeable, why should the little girl be obsessed with the room for the first master, I just think I'm very good, right, girl."

"What the predecessors said makes sense, everything needs to rely on yourself, you can't blindly rely on others, at this time, you always need to rely on yourself, and the seniors have taught you. But I still don't like a master like you. ”

Hang Erlangdang, no grace at all.

The expression on Beilan Laiye's face was like a budding flower, blooming every night, and she gathered her soul power into an arrow, charging her strength.

Those soul powers fell from the air, and suddenly dispersed into several flying swords, like bouquets of flowers falling in the air, turning into a series of soul power drivers, and the sprinters headed towards the cold place, towards a place not far away.

Crashed through Lan Qi's dream, knocked him into the ancient tree on the side, flipped his body sideways, and fell to the ground as if he had been abandoned.

Beilan Laiye was in a hurry, and shouted, but he didn't care about the remaining soul power, and the clothes on his body were scattered with soul power, and several gaps were cut.

At this time, he suddenly became like a person in a dream, and at this time, he became a ghost, and was sucked into it by Lan Qi's dream power.

"Lan Qi, wake up quickly, don't be dominated by the power of these dementor grasses."

"It's really an interesting girl, it's a little bit clear, but it's a little less decisive and bold, and she hasn't brought these soul powers to the extreme, it seems that it still takes time to temper it."

The drunken fairy looked at Beilan Laiye's figure disappearing into the air, and couldn't help but have a little appreciation in his heart, he touched the tip of his nose, and his fingertips kept pointing at that point, as if he was thinking about some question.

He turned and sat down in a secluded place, unmoved by the rippling breath in the mist.

"It's a little worrying to be able to walk with him in such good weather, but a lot of times, a lot of things don't necessarily work at this time, just because there is one more person. It's better to get some sleep, and when you wake up, you may be able to get more good news. ”

In Lan Qi's dream, Beilan Laiye fell in a snowfield, the surrounding area was ethereal, and countless chains trapped Lan Qi, locking him deeply from head to toe, and not letting him have any signs of escaping.

"Lan Qi, how are you?"

"This king's embarrassed appearance was actually seen by you, it was really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, it seems that you really have to think about your problem." Lan Qi touched his cheek, a little shy.

"There's nothing to think about, it's just to get into your dreams to save you, and one thing that is particularly uncomfortable is that if you can really get more feelings at this time, then it will be even better. Lan Qi, how do you get out of here? ”

Beilan came to Ye silently, and she was even a little helpless.

"This king doesn't know that his divine consciousness is trapped, and he can't escape at all. As soon as he entered the forest, he was placed with a nail around his neck, which was filled with some Dementor powder. ”

Lan Qi touched his temples and was a little dizzy.