"No, a drop of wine is so powerful."

She didn't believe in the ability of this drunken fairy at first, but now she was shocked when she saw it.

Beilan Laiye walked back and forth thoughtfully, she held her arms, and kept thinking about whether she should think about the problem at this time and what the countermeasures were.

When she came back to her senses, she looked at Lan Qi, her expression was very serious, as if she had been soaked in the snow.

With a little transparency in her voice, she said indifferently: "Lan Qi, you try to break free from the chains in this dream, and try to imagine that this is your free world, and you will not be bound by anything. ”

"With your words, this king seems to want to try it a little." Lan Qi held his head and injected his soul power into the dream.

The shadow that couldn't see the figure clearly gradually faded away.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, that person can't see his face clearly.... Who is it? His voice fell, with some futile relief.

Beilan Laiye took a step back, and his eyes fell on Lan Qi, all the chains in front of the man were like bells, violently colliding together, and many heavy noises overlapped together, turning into a dream at this time, shaking in this space, when everything turned into a bubble, it was just beginning.

Lan Qi drove the spiritual power on his body, and countless sword spirit shadows flew in the air, sliding those chains, and the sound of breaking one by one shook the heavens and the earth.

A figure fell from the pool by the river, and with a heavy wheezing sound, he fell to his knees in the pool, and his eyes gradually showed a little indifference.

Lan Qi exhaled heavily, as if he was free from the pain of being bound by spiritual power, looking at the woman in front of him, his eyes flashed with light, self-evident, full of gratitude.

He slowly stood up from the pool and walked towards Beilan Laiye, and at this moment he turned into a light and flickered in the snow.

The spell urged by the drunken fairy swayed in this space, as if it were nothing, and there was a swaying dreamy feeling.

"Beilan Laiye thank you for saving this king, but at this time, this king will not grovel and want to thank you, there is no such mood." Lan Qi had a stinky face, and the shadow of a drunken fairy was reflected in his eyes, like a long dream.

"Who needs your gratitude like this, it's just a passing moment and these things in front of you, maybe one day you will only have a little mercy left, and you will even forget the joys and sorrows of the past. So it's a gratitude, it's a gratuitous dream, so let's live a good life. ”

Beilan Laiye hugged his shoulders and didn't want to say anything.

It seems that it has long been decided that the two of them will meet, know each other and then face difficulties and obstacles together, this is a fateful encounter, just like the development in mythological stories, the feelings that will melt in the bottom of their hearts are not uncomfortable at all.

She turned around and said to the person behind her, where would there be an exit in this created space.

The air was filled with the scent of Dementor Grass, which swept the boundaries of the air little by little, and the sound of the wind was not kind at all, always ruffling these hairs.

Uneasiness is like a tidal wave, and that bit of stunned posture is even more unbearable.

"Is that guy using a dream building space, it's a heavy field." Lan Qi pressed the collar in front of him and spit out suddenly. Dizzy. That body was almost unsteady.