Chapter 30: Ghost Wall Hypnosis

Let's go back.

The group that set off again was led by me, and the little white fox kept shuttling through the forest as a guard, while Huang Wenxing escorted the captive Bula. Moving forward with the other three reluctant ones, I could see the expressions on their faces out of the corner, presumably unwilling to relive the nightmare.

But even if they don't want to, they can't help it, after all, they are all staff members whose level is much lower than mine, and in front of the deputy director of the second division here here, they can't have too many thoughts of resistance.

Besides, the sky is falling, and the top is high. Thinking about it this way, they didn't have the fear they had before.

As I walked forward, there had been a constant hissing and hissing sound in the woods, but when we entered it, we saw not the slightest sign of beasts or snakes.

Huang Wenxing and the others were cautious at first, but after walking a few hundred meters, they suddenly became puzzled: "Strange, what the hell is going on?" ”

Frightened?

I can't help but think of such a word, but these words are somewhat contemptuous of others, especially a master like Huang Wenxing, I still have to give the necessary respect. said quietly: "Don't worry, let's go and see." ”

I walked for miles, and there was no movement. It was eerily quiet.

I stopped suddenly. Turned around.

Huang Wenxing, who was following me, saw me stop, looked at me in surprise, and asked, "Director Chen, what's wrong?" "The latest chapter of the Black Rock Pavilion has been updated

I said calmly: "Lao Huang, don't you think our way back is a bit strange? ”

Huang Wenxing shook his head and said, "I don't know." What's going on? ”

I pointed to the large area of alder fern forest around me that obscured my vision, and said in a deep voice: "We should have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, I'm afraid we may not be able to get to the place of the incident even if we walk for a day." ”

Ghost hitting the wall?

The so-called ghost hitting the wall, in fact, is that when walking at night, I can't tell the direction, my self-perception is blurred, and I don't know where to walk, so that I constantly turn in circles, this kind of thing is done through the guò magic circle or illusion, as a cultivator, everyone is no stranger, but what kind of arrangement can make a master like us fall into it?

Huang Wenxing was a little unconvinced, but I didn't talk nonsense with him, my hand reached into my arms, and then the blood-drinking cold light sword suddenly came out, slashing down a huge fern tree surrounded by two people next to it.

The huge fern tree fell, making a loud noise, and I didn't stop, chopping nine trees in a row.

When I was done, I took a long breath and piled the trunks together.

In the surprised eyes of the four people, I didn't explain much, but said, "Okay, let's go." ”

After about fifteen minutes of walking with the four people who were at a loss, the road ahead suddenly emptied, and the nine tree trunks I had cut down and piled up appeared in front of me.

When he saw this, Huang Wenxing and others believed it and asked me, "What the hell is going on, why don't we feel it at all?" ”

In fact, I wasn't too sure until the tree proved to be weird, and I had a feeling of being lost, and I didn't find any traces of artificiality, and because of that, it was the main thing that trapped us.

Clever, really clever.

It's just that what is it that can make us fall into this desperate situation invisibly?

Standing in front of this pile of trees that smelled of heavy wood pulp, I fell into deep thought, while Huang Wenxing and the others were anxious, looking around, as if trying to find some clues.

But they found nothing, and returned to me, and said something anxiously, which I did not hear.

I felt like I had forgotten something.

What is it exactly?

By the way, it's the little white fox!

The little white fox is shuttling in the forest, it stands to reason that there is a connection between the feather unicorn, within a mile or two, the communication between us should be unimpeded, but why can't I feel her existence at the moment?

Could it be that she is not on the same path as us?

Thinking of this, without saying a word, I jumped up to the top of a fern tree, and shouted to the sky, "Come, eagle!" ”

I'm greeting the black eagle that I just submitted.

I wanted to give the giant eagle a little time to recuperate, but now, I can't take care of the feathers anymore, so I just wait for it to take me out of here and climb to the heights.

However, to my disappointment, there was nothing in the sky above me.

Not only are there no black giant eagles, but even the giant dragonflies that used to occasionally hover overhead are no longer seen.

Things got so weird that I calmed down.

I knew it was my opponent's move.

We entered it with such fanfare, as the head snake here, if those opponents hiding in the shadows said that they didn't know, I think this is absolutely wishful thinking, but I didn't expect that they didn't come to me hard, but played tricks.

This trick has the idea of playing with me in the palm of my hand.

The more anxious I am, the more I will fall for other people's schemes.

Calm down, calm down, there must be something wrong here, what is it?

Is it a magnetic field?

Or maybe it's illusion, or something like a fantasy?

Impossible, my will is so strong, how can this illusion be so realistic, and it can still confuse me?

I had a lot of thoughts, and suddenly, I felt a little irritable in my heart, and at the moment I also pressed this feeling, sat down directly on this canopy, looked at my nose and nose, and began to use the Great Six Pillars of the Divine Pond, and began to calculate according to the surrounding conditions.

I calculated quickly, and my scheming was fast, but at this moment, Huang Wenxing shouted at me below: "Director Chen, Director Chen......"

I didn't pay attention to it at first, but his voice was like a spell, and it didn't stop at all, so that I had no way to continue, but to command downwards: "Don't call me, I'm breaking the formation." ”

Originally, I thought that this sentence would be able to dispel it, but I didn't expect the trees under me to move slightly, and he actually jumped on the branch three or two times.

Huang Wenxing didn't know how to advance and retreat so much, it really made me a little bored, stood up straight, glared at him and said, "Can you let me live in peace?" ”

Being scolded by me, Huang Wenxing lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "Oh, okay, you are busy!" ”

I didn't pay attention to it, and I still had to continue to calculate, but I didn't think that a strong wind was blowing under me, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I was not surprised: "That's right, that's it!" ”

I jumped from the tree and landed on the ground, all three of whom looked surprised and defensive, and at this time, I smiled coldly and said, "It's too much to underestimate me if you want to confuse me." ”

With a word, I drew my sword, and when I took it back, the three men had already been divided into six parts, and they were broken by the waist.

In the torture of ancient times, there was a kind of torture called waist beheading, that is, the waist was broken, but the man was still alive, watching himself split into two parts, the intestines, internal organs and blood in the abdomen flowed out, and died in pain, and at this moment the three of them were like this, the three people who fell to the ground let out a scream of pain, and some people even stretched out their hands and made the most vicious screams at me.

These three were comrades of the second special service group, but they were killed by me with a sword, but I didn't feel the slightest guilt.

I didn't pay any attention to the screaming body on the ground, but looked up at Huang Wenxing.

He was not surprised at all, but looked at me with full vigilance, and after a while, he broke his silence and said to me, "How do you see that?" ”

I ignored him, and the moment he spoke, I struck a sword forward.

The tree fern where he was hiding collapsed with a bang, and Huang Wenxing fell.

I didn't pause at all, the long sword turned, and it was raised upwards smoothly, and Huang Wenxing quickly fought a few times in mid-air, and then suddenly returned the sword, cutting this person diagonally into two.

After killing Huang Wenxing, I finally have the most intuitive understanding of my situation at the moment.

Who is Huang Wenxing?

This person is one of the most outstanding disciples of the Jingmen Huang family, his cultivation is profound, even compared with the last few uncles in my Maoshan elders, he is not inferior.

It can even be said that the soul of the second group of the special service is not in Huang Yangshen, but in Huang Wenxing.

How could such a person be killed by me with a few swords?

When did I get this good?

No way!

Since it is impossible, it means that none of this qiē is true, I should have fallen into some kind of illusion, and there is only one way to get out of such a situation.

Will!

Li Daozi taught me that if a person's will is firm enough, he can penetrate the illusion of this world.

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate!

I slowly raised the blood-drinking cold lightsaber in my hand, feeling the changes in the Qi field around me, feeling the moving substance, and the qiē one by one.

A sword, cut out life!

Wow!

With the swing of the sword, the sound as if the glass had been shattered sounded in my ears, and I suddenly opened my eyes and sat up straight, only to see that the black boy Bula who appeared in front of me was the black boy with white pulp on his face.

He was also surprised to see me wake up suddenly, and subconsciously retreated backwards, his hands still waving, and his mouth kept reading.

Beside me, the little white fox lay on the ground, unconscious.

Seeing this, my eyes immediately turned red - I didn't expect that I was unknowingly hypnotized by such a kid.

Shame, this is really my Chen Zhicheng's shame!

Unforgivable!

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