Wu Xing saw him close his eyes, looking sleepy and tired, but he was not sleepy, remembering that this was just the first day in Chengdu, he was in this situation, and he didn't know how to settle accounts with him, and remembered the mysterious Sister Furong, who brought her in at that time was just a mistake, but she definitely deliberately hid something from herself, and three thousand three, after entering the battle, has been lacking interest in everything, obviously thinking about the last three tricks to tear his face, but even if he avenges his father, Isn't he afraid that Wei Bushu will ask him about his resonance after he is unfamiliar, and the most puzzling thing is that since the Sihe incense is extinguished, how did Kunlun come in?

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"I came into the battle a second before the incense was extinguished." Kunlun closed his eyes and suddenly said to Wu Xing.

Wu Xing was actually first frightened by Kunlun's voice, and then shocked, how did he know what I was thinking?

Kunlun spoke again: "I practice mindfulness, and mind-reading is a kind of mindfulness. ”

My eyes straightened all of a sudden, what do you mean? Mind reading? Could it be that he can hear everything he thinks in his heart?

"Yes, you can hear it, so don't think about those useless things, I can't sleep."

Wu Xing was simply dumbfounded, he stared at Kunlun with a living expression, how could he control his mind until now, but when he thought that all his thoughts were being peeped at by this person, he felt furious.

"Mental power is like skill, although it is very powerful in the formation, but it will be weakened by worldly disturbances when it comes out of the formation, you don't have to worry that I will spy on your mind all the time, I don't have so much leisure."

Wuxing was still speechless, still looking like he was honestly intimidated.

"You suspect that Fleur is right, her uncle is the owner of the Jindu Embroidery Workshop, and she is the last person to come out of the ghostly screen, she must have her purpose in not taking you out. As for the three thousand three, he has already been whipped by the master, and it will be difficult to recover in half a year, as for what the master will ......do to you after you go out, "Kunlun opened his eyes and glanced at Wu Xing slightly, and sold a pass. "It's definitely not going to be any better."

A burp popped up from his heart for no reason, and he immediately covered his mouth and froze, Kunlun glanced at his face impatiently, frowned and tilted to the side.

Wu Xing's whole person was dizzy, all kinds of strange thoughts came out of his head, these thoughts were obviously aimed at Kunlun, his little sleepiness had long disappeared, the torrential rain outside the door poured down, and one after another thunder exploded from Wu Xing's ears.

He heard Zongxin's long breathing, his body lightened for no reason, and he fell asleep after a while. I don't know how long I slept, frame by frame of pictures flashed in front of my eyes, sixteen girls pinching embroidery needles in unison, the wooden car that was pushed towards him, Sun Fatzi squatting in the middle of the lake and stepping on the dead body, showing the three thousand three with a smile of murderous intentions...... The ghost of the redeemer and her embroidery, the fire marks and Kunlun's finger pointing at the black-robed man, Wu Xing in his sleep was a little annoyed, he should have been cheeky to look at the face of the black robe just now, thinking so in his heart, the embroidery painting that appeared in front of him was approaching little by little, Wu Xing in the dream seemed to be leaning towards the embroidery car little by little, he saw the complexion of the black-robed man, weird and cold white, he saw the two brocade ribbons hanging on the black jade crown, the same as the clothing, it was the abyss-like ancient black, and the crown belt seemed to be embroidered with some words, The ancient characters embroidered with golden lines seemed to be the only embellishment for this black ink man, Wu Xing really couldn't see what the words were, he was a little depressed, his eyes moved up again, his face was blurred by dreams, he could only see a gloomy outline, and his hair .......

"Hair ......"

He woke up from his sleep, and he saw hair, black, mixed with red strands, which immediately reminded him of a man.

After Wu Xing was awakened by the dream, he was panting heavily, Zong Xin and Kunlun didn't notice the strangeness of Wu Xing, but Wu Xing felt a huge heat from a piece of skin on his chest, and he didn't know what was burning on his skin.

Wu Xing was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and the soul lamp pulled Wu Xing one after another, as if a stubborn child had to pull him up. Wu Xing slowly stood up, and the soul lamp immediately deviated in a different direction and pulled Wu Xing towards the door.

Wu Xing was a little hesitant, Kunlun was where he could feel safe, if he acted alone, he didn't know if he would fall into danger, but he couldn't ignore the intention of the soul lamp, at this moment, Wu Xing could feel a sense of security in another sense from the soul lamp.

It's a strange feeling, as if it's not a lampshade that drags him along, but his grandfather, who no doubt can bring security to my trip more than anyone else if he is here.

Unconsciously, Wu Xing had been taken out of the ear room by the lamp pendant, he thought that the soul lamp would take him to the living creature in the main room, but he didn't expect to leave the house, and the soul lamp turned out of the courtyard.

My courage is limited, the rain has just finished in the courtyard, and the moon shadow and stars have not yet appeared in the dark clouds, he only feels that he has darkened one step at a time, and the sound of treading water under his feet is particularly depressing in the dead silence of the ghost mansion.

At this moment, the soul lamp that was spinning in front of him paused for a moment, and then it lit up, the situation changed so quickly that I almost didn't have time to react, and the whole person suddenly came from the dark night ghost mansion where I couldn't see my fingers to the noisy and lively street.

And this kind of excesses made Wu Xing not feel any abruptness, and he even felt that he had stepped into this prosperous scene with one foot. He walked through the crowd, looking at the foreign cars and low buildings, the cheongsam woman with sideburns twisted her waist and passed by him, and a strong perfume smell fell into my nose, making my line feel a little wind and dust.

On the street, military trucks rumbled past, and dozens of soldiers stood on the cars and looked indifferently at the people, they were wearing military uniforms from the Republic of China, and everyone was majestic.

A man in a long shirt wearing glasses walked behind Wu Xing, and he sighed lamentingly: "Jindu Mansion is out of luck. ”

Jindu Province? Surprised, he glanced in the direction of the military truck, where a solemn compound stood at the end of the street.