Zen Master Humeng slowly stood up, the wound still gurgling and bleeding, but she didn't realize it.

"Kill him." Lin Xuan used the main body of his line of sight to cover the man in black, and then used the corner of his eye to order the Tiger Dream Zen Master, this kind of "single-minded and dual-purpose technique" was very physically exhausting, and it couldn't support it for too long.

"Kill! Amaterasu God Sun Yao Kyushu Killing-" A silver ball of light half a meter in diameter suddenly burst out above the head of the man in black, spinning at high speed, and the wind was howling.

Lin Xuan knew that it was the "Qi Imperial Sword Technique" in Japanese Ninja, which was already the most clever method in Japanese martial arts, and it was the same principle as the "Qi Sword" of ancient Chinese sword immortals.

Now, the only advantage he and Zen Master Humeng have taken advantage of is that the man in black is affected by hypnotism and cannot exert 100% combat effectiveness.

"Zen Master Humeng, don't you want to avenge Mr. Yuan? The enemy is right in front of you, kill him, right now! Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and gave another order.

Anyone who can become a Great Gu Refiner has a very strong sixth sense and mental power, and is rarely controlled by the spirit of outsiders. Lin Xuan's orders to Zen Master Humeng were more focused on guidance, and he took corresponding measures according to the fluctuations of the other party's feelings. More and faster chapters are here.

Sure enough, when he mentioned "avenging Mr. Yuan", Zen Master Humeng was shocked, raised his head and stared at the back of the man in black, pulled out a half-foot-long knife with his backhand, and walked towards the man in black step by step.

Lin Xuan was ready, as long as the Tiger Dream Zen Master stabbed his hand, he would quickly kill and bombard the chest of the man in black.

Zen Master Humeng advanced a total of nineteen steps, two feet away from the man in black, and raised his right arm and poked straight towards the sacrum on the back of the man in black.

Without hesitation, Lin Xuan rushed forward, his palms turned into hand knives, and stabbed into the chest of the man in black.

As long as he is determined to participate in the battle, he will definitely go all out and pursue the most satisfactory result, and this time is no exception.

With a click, he heard the sound of the black-clothed man's sternum breaking, but at the same time, the black-clothed man's originally groggy appearance changed suddenly, and his squinted eyes opened suddenly, shooting out a glittering light, stabbing Lin Xuan's eyes painfully.

"This is the fanged demon's world......" the man in black said gloomily. Be the first to update

Lin Xuan felt that his hands were firmly locked by the body of the man in black and could not be withdrawn, so he simply exerted all his strength and slammed into the other party.

"Boom, boom, boom" three times, the magma pit suddenly set off a round of continuous explosions, countless red heat waves flew up into the air, and exploded continuously, blooming one after another terrifying red fireworks, scattered and fell, only a little bit to fall on the stone beam.

"The world of the fanged demon, mortals don't understand ......" The man in black was hit, and he retreated continuously, and his back was attached to the Tiger Dream Zen Master who pounced. In this case, the three of them were all attached together, Lin Xuan and Zen Master Humeng had the advantage in numbers, but at the same time, they were locked by the man in black and could not break free.

Lin Xuan exerted force in his waist, volleyed his feet into the air, and kicked the man in black in the lower abdomen in a row, making a series of "bang bang bang" sounds. However, he felt that the situation was getting more and more wrong, as the air around him became colder and colder, as if in an instant the sea of magma fire had turned into a snow-capped polar region.

"Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan......" The call came from all directions, with various tones and strange tones, which continuously poured into Lin Xuan's ears. Be the first to update

"It's an illusion, don't answer! It's an illusion, don't answer—" At first, Lin Xuan could resist the temptation like this, repeatedly warning himself not to open his mouth to respond, lest he fall for the tricks of the fanged demon. Later, among thousands of calls, he suddenly heard the most familiar and intimate voice, and the tense nerves in his body suddenly relaxed.

He looked up, his locked hands free, and looked over to the place where the voice had come from.

The sea of fire turned into snow, and instead of the crimson magma flames, it became a palm-sized goose feather snowflakes.

A hundred paces away, an old-fashioned sleigh is parked, with four ropes branching out in front of it, which are attached to four sturdy sled dogs. The sled dogs all stopped, their ears erect and their spirits high, shaking their bodies from time to time to shake off the snow flakes off their backs.

Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly moistened when he saw the person standing on the sled.

It was a tall, lanky man, with a tall body wrapped in a snow-white cloak, like a javelin in the north wind, standing straight......

"Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan......" The man waved his hand at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's lips moved, and he didn't make a sound, but the two lines of tears were already rolling down.

"Come here, kid, come here......" the man continued waving.

A hundred steps away, he could run over in more than ten seconds, but Lin Xuan didn't move, because the string that had always been stretched in the deepest part of his mind was not broken.

"It's an illusion, it must be an illusion!" He gritted his teeth and cruelly sued himself. Of course, he wanted to run over and bow down before the man.

"Lin Xuan, what's wrong with you? Don't know me anymore? The man cried out in surprise.

Lin Xuan's throat was hot, his chest was churning, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

"It's an illusion, don't go!" He gritted his teeth and commanded himself. At this moment, there seemed to be two forces in his body killing each other, one force was about to run towards the man on the sleigh, and the other was desperately trying to stop it, treating the man as an evil demon conjured up by fangs.

"Drive!" The man shouted, and the sled dog hunched up and ran with all his might, and the sleigh sped towards him.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and looked closely, as the sleigh got closer and closer, the outline of the man's face became clearer and clearer, especially the shining eyes on the clear face, which were completely consistent with Lin Xuan's memory.

The sled ran within fifty steps, and the snow mist kicked by the four sled dogs flew everywhere, maybe in just ten seconds, the man would come to Lin Xuan.

"Don't come, don't come!" Lin Xuan took a deep breath and shouted.

This kind of illusion that is close to the inner emotional world is very terrifying, because Lin Xuan already feels that he can't control his inner emotions, knowing that it is an illusion, his heart is shaking and he can't control himself.

"Son, it's me, come here." The sleigh stopped ten steps away from Lin Xuan, and the man stood proudly like a king, the wrinkles on his forehead were as clear as a knife and an axe, but there was clearly a warm smile in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to Lin Xuan, and on the second section of the thumb of that hand, there was a huge wrench inlaid with gold and black jade.

"I know, it's not going to be you." Lin Xuan whispered weakly.

"It's me, it's really me." The man sighed, "I've always been in your dusty memory, haven't I? ”

Lin Xuan's eyes were wet with tears, blurred, and the fighting spirit in his body was also softened, almost losing his combat effectiveness. This had happened countless times in his dreams, but it should never be repeated here.

"Lin Xuan, don't you still dare to face your memories? You are a brave child, try to cheer up, bravely face the past qiē, come on! The man got off the sleigh and, with a wave of his hand, the four sled dogs pulled the sled aside.

Lin Xuan choked in his throat, slowly knelt on one knee, and cried out silently: "Dad, Dad, is it really you?" ”

No matter how dangerous it was, he had to kneel, even if it cost him his life. It was his father, who had called thousands of times in his dreams, but his father did not look back, and this time, he finally got his wish and could talk to his father.

The snow was cold, but his heart was burning and his blood was boiling because of his father's presence—even if it was just a warm but cruel vision.

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