Chapter 373: Luo Ya's Dream

"Don't hesitate, little stupid pig, you can give it a try, if you notice something wrong, quit immediately, I don't think it's a big problem!" Hao Jun made a decision resolutely, but his tone was still mostly comforting, because he really didn't have a bottom in his heart.

"As a human being, all people have seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear and fright, and those who are called dreamers are illusions, and if they have thoughts, they can be broken..." With Hao Jun's encouragement, Ling Shiyu seemed to have made up her mind, and immediately recited the incantation, and suddenly floated cross-legged in the air, frequently pinching her fingers and gestures.

"Phew..."

Suddenly, a transparent phantom shot out from her body, and it burrowed into Luo Ya's head in an instant.

Hao Jun looked at this scene in shock, his gaze didn't even have time to lock on to the phantom, and couldn't help but sigh: "The vast world, it is really wonderful!" ”

Ling Shiyu's body was still outside, and she saw that her eyes were closed, and her hands had completely stopped moving, as if she had entered an extremely deep sleep.

And the phantom that was shot just now, I don't know how it was formed, it didn't cause Luo Ya's yang energy to intercept it at all.

However, Hao Jun looked at Ling Shiyu's appearance as an old monk, and silently prayed for her and Luo Ya without worry, although he knew that these prayers were useless at all and did not help Ling Shiyu in any way.

It turned out that this phantom that shot out from Ling Shiyu's ghost body was the illusion she had condensed with her own spirit according to the dream method recorded in the Witch Spirit Sutra, and it looked exactly like herself.

As soon as she successfully performed this dream technique, her spirit had already penetrated into Luo Ya's dream.

However, what greeted her was a desolate world of "boundless falling trees".

She was floating above this world at the moment, where there were no sun, moon and stars, only a hazy white light, and the yin wind was whistling angrily, as if whistling excitedly.

Although there is a mountain forest under her feet, the whole mountain forest is a withered tree, without any green vitality, all gray, and the only feeling she can see is loneliness and desolation.

"Is this a sad scene?" She couldn't help but shudder.

This desolate scene is no worse than that of the underworld.

"Help—save me!" A little girl's heart-rending cry rang out very abruptly at this moment.

"It's Luo Ya!" Ling Shiyu suddenly woke up from the shock, and turned her head to follow the prestige.

Not far away, I saw a little girl clinging to a dead tree, she had climbed to a height of about three meters above the ground, but the tree was not safe at all, only the thickness of the bowl, and was swaying back and forth in the fierce wind.

The frightened girl clinging to the trunk of the tree was undoubtedly Luo Ya.

At this moment, Luo Ya seems to be a lonely and helpless bird in distress in the cold winter wax moon, trembling on the dead wood in the yin wind, trembling in horror and wailing.

Even under the tree she was climbing, there was a group of ghosts with missing arms and legs, both men and women, five or six together.

These ghosts don't seem to be able to fly or climb trees, but they are all cloaked, their eyes glowing green, their clothes are ragged, their fangs are thick, and they exude a terrifying aura of death.

Such a ghost is completely different from the ghost of the underworld, and it is extremely angry, Ling Shiyu doesn't dare to see it more, and she has never seen such a ghost with her own eyes, but it looks like a ghost in a horror movie.

This is not surprising, these ghosts of them are Luo Ya's imaginary things, but their group of unsightly horror ghosts, although they are extremely terrifying, they have no way to take Luo Ya, who has climbed the dead tree, so they have to keep gnawing desperately at the trunk with their two or three inch long fangs.

And the dead tree that Luo Ya climbed on is a little weird, it is not only Luo Ya's only disaster shelter at the moment, but also has an amazing recovery ability, its trunk after being bitten by these terrifying ghosts, the bite of the dent actually took the initiative to recover, and it stood still in the chaos of the ghosts, which is really a bit incredible.

However, all the evil spirits opened their bloody mouths, and worked together, tirelessly, using their fangs to bite non-stop, and the dead tree was damaged faster than the trunk itself was repaired faster than they were desperately biting, and the trunk was finally bitten out of a full circle of deep dents, about half an inch deep.

In this way, the bottom of the trunk with the big mouth of the bowl is still the only one that really plays a supporting role, and only the trunk with a diameter of about four or five centimeters remains, which is crumbling and will soon be broken under the sharp fangs of the evil spirits or the whirring wind.

"Sister Fairy, save me!" Luo Ya, who was swinging with the dead trees, suddenly found Ling Shiyu standing in the air, and immediately regarded her as a fairy who came to save the suffering, and shouted for help.

In the heart of little Luo Ya, only immortals can fly in the void.

In fact, she didn't need to call for help, Ling Shiyu was also ready to do it, her purpose in entering Luo Ya's dream this time was to help her relieve the dream charm in her heart, so that she could sleep peacefully from now on and no longer be riddled with nightmares.

"Where did the ugly ghost come from! Don't get out of here yet! Ling Shiyu had already seen that he was furious, and suddenly burst into a rage, his body swooped down like a falcon, and he swung the Junyu Sword and slashed out with a sword.

Whoa... There was a series of golden raindrops, and it was she who unceremoniously unleashed a continuous spring rain drunk.

"Ugh! What's going on? Ling Shiyu couldn't help but be surprised, she didn't expect that this sword move was extracting her own spiritual energy at the moment, and the raindrops swung out were brilliant gold, which was very cool.

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort"

This series of golden raindrops suddenly split into three paths in the air, sneering at the backs of three ugly ghosts, two men and one woman.

"Ahh

The three ghosts suddenly screamed miserably, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving not even a single hair behind.

Moreover, after these golden raindrops killed the three evil spirits in an instant, there were still a lot of leftovers, and they shot on the ground with a roar.

When Ling Shiyu saw this, she was not angry, and couldn't help but scold: "Your sister, I didn't expect you to look quite scary, but you are such rubbish, what a waste of Benxia Yu's strength!" ”

She thought that there would be a bitter battle waiting for her, but she never thought that such a ridiculous thing would appear in front of her!

Fortunately, she was afraid of hurting Luo Ya's nerves in advance, so she didn't dare to be too violent.

And the remaining three ugly ghosts, two women and one man, seemed to be ignorant of the death of their companions, and still gnawed at the trunk of the tree, as if they were on the bar with the dead tree today, and looked like they were not dying, and they were not frightened at all by the sudden loss of three teammates who were gnawing the tree together.

"Mentally retarded!" Ling Shiyu couldn't help but curse when she saw that they despised herself so much.

She felt that these scary-looking ugly ghosts were even more idiots than the zombies in the 'Plants vs. Zombies' mini-game she had played, and she was a little embarrassed to kill them.