This witchcraft is the creation of dreams through the inner breath of the person and the subconscious of the person.

If the person cannot get out of the trap of the dreamer, he will be trapped in the dream forever and will never be able to get out.

"How is that possible! That's just a legend!"

The four beauties looked at Xu Ruoyou, they have lived in Fengqing Town since they were children, these ancient secret techniques must have really heard of them, but they are just legends.

Su Mobai looked at Xu Ruoyou with a hint of weirdness in his eyes.

Xu Ruoyou looked at Feng Jinghao, and her beautiful eyes couldn't resist the worry.

Who the hell is it that actually dealt a heavy hand to them!

"He's going to be fine, definitely not."

The moment Feng Jinghao opened his eyes, it was no longer a netherworld forest in front of him, but a battlefield of chaos.

There was smoke and gunpowder, fighting was raging, and mutilated corpses were everywhere.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

A child's cry came suddenly.

Feng Jinghao twisted his eyebrows and turned around, and walked along with the child's cry.

The closer he got, the more Feng Jinghao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and the closer he got, the panic was the same as the panic and chaos when the boiling water was about to boil.

Listening to the cry getting closer and closer, suddenly a tall and fierce horse galloped behind him.

Feng Jinghao jumped up in a convulsive manner, and the horse galloped away from under him.

Immediately after, a man in black armor shook off the black cloak behind him.

That one is majestic.

Then, he stretched out a hand, which was stained with blood.

Holding the child in one hand, the child miraculously stopped crying in his hand.

A pair of shiny and pure eyes looked at the man in front of him.

Then he stretched out two small hands and touched the man's face.

"Huh"

The kid made two noises.

Then the man laughed as if he had received a treasure:

"God give me my son, hahaha, Lao Tzu finally has a queen, you will be Lao Tzu's successor in the future, then follow Lao Tzu's surname Feng, today is good, this terrain is vast, down-to-earth, it is called Jing Hao!"

I saw the man muttering in his mouth: Feng Jinghao.

Then a loud voice followed:

"From today on, my son of Feng Bayi will be called Feng Jinghao!"

"The boss is mighty! The boss is mighty!"

The soldiers behind him waved and cheered.

The man turned around suddenly, and his resolute face was filled with visceral excitement.

"Father!"

Suddenly, Feng Jinghao's heart was boiling.

The blood in his bones will swell and explode.

Rushing up at almost a flying speed.

In an instant, that scene was fleeting, and when Feng Jinghao felt it, everything before disappeared.

Feng Jinghao's mind hadn't jumped around for an instant, and everything in front of him had changed channels again.

It is a ravine deep in the mountains, surrounded by cliffs.

A young boy holds a sword, and his swordsmanship is fluent.

The young man has handsome eyebrows, but there is a giant indifference thousands of miles away.

Dressed in white, he looked even more cold, even so, he couldn't resist his innate nobility and restraint.

Feng Jinghao looked at this young man, his eyebrows softened slightly, revealing a long-term gaze.

It seems that I want to look back on my boyhood.

I saw that when the young man flew into the air with his sword, the moment he landed, the soles of his feet suddenly became unstable.

The whole body instantly fell to the side of the cliff.

Feng Jinghao's heart suddenly became nervous.

Just as he was about to reach out to grab the boy's hand, a girl in pink jumped up.

Very urgently, he grabbed the boy's hand.

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