Chapter 15: The Fog of Dreams
"You can't trap me." Oslick had just escaped the blockade of thunder and lightning, and his voice had not yet fallen. Mu Yuchen's telekinetic tentacles were entangled again, and this time many barbed blades were deliberately constructed on the tentacles. Aoshilik, who had torn the carapace by the shell tactics, was suddenly cut by a thousand knives, and Mu Yuchen smiled and said, "How about my blade vines?" It tastes pretty good, isn't it? ”
There was no way to hesitate, and Zuo Majie's Thunder Slash Knife killed again. Aoshilik's shattered outer carapace was directly split by the thunder slashing knife that had greatly increased after evolution, and Aoshilik's body was directly cut in half by the waist, and then turned into meat sauce by Mu Yuchen's sharp blade vines.
Aoshilik's body turned into countless jet-black soul jades, and eighty percent flew towards Zuo Majie, and the remaining two layers were floating in the air and were captured by Mu Yuchen one by one with telekinetic tentacles.
There were only two layers of black soul jade, and there were only dozens of black soul jades, which directly made Mu Yuchen's almost consumed true qi and mental power completely recover. With the incomplete negative mental thoughts of Oslik contained in it, after visualizing and devouring. Mu Yuchen's Heaven and Earth Changing Dafa that had only advanced had been impressively promoted to the peak of soul gathering, and his spiritual power was already infinitely close to the bronze median, and he could already use his eyes to condense his spiritual power and release it for illusion attacks.
And Zuo Majie, who absorbed the eighty percent soul jade, made even more obvious progress. Zuo Masuke could only feel that the strength of the hand had increased greatly, and the connection between the demon cage hand and his body had been strengthened again, and it had completely dissolved into one. The thunder slasher in his hand also seemed to have become a part of the body, swinging freely, just like his own hands.
In Mu Yuchen's perception, the huge energy fluctuations on Zuo Majie's body had become completely restrained, which was obviously a sign that his strength level had increased again. "That's too fast!" The protagonist's fortune is really unenviable.
After destroying the beast-like Oslik, Mu Yuchen and Zuo Majie found a secret passage to the underground. The two of them rushed all the way to the end of the secret passage, and in front of them was an altar, in front of which an emaciated figure wearing a cloak and a scaly skin on his head was standing.
"This guy is so beautiful!" The phantom admired the corpse on the altar. "Humans?" He had already sensed the arrival of Zuo Majie and Mu Yuchen.
An ominous feeling rose in Zuo Majie's heart, and he asked urgently, "Whose corpse is that?" The rapid breathing made Mu Yuchen feel the tension in his heart.
The phantom demon moved out of the way slightly, and what appeared in front of him was the scene that Zuo Masuke didn't want to see. Lying on the altar is Princess Yukihime.
Zuo Majie lost his soul and shouted: "Princess Yukihime...... ”
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At this moment, Mu Yuchen suddenly felt a burst of exhaustion, and fell asleep in a daze.
"Classmates, classmates, I'm sorry, we're closing." A library staff member woke up Mu Yuchen, who was asleep on his desk.
"Sorry! I'm sorry, and Xie Luxie! Awakened, Mu Yuchen hurriedly said.
Outside the window, it was already shrouded in starlight, and Mu Yuchen, who had woken up, put the heavy solid wood chair back in place, and then slowly walked down the spiral staircase.
In a trance, Mu Yuchen felt as if he had forgotten something, but after thinking about it, he couldn't remember it at all.
Walking on the empty road under the street lamp, Mu Yuchen breathed in the slightly cool fresh air under the night. Due to the late report, when he arrived at the school around Rongcheng, Shuchuan, there was no place for the freshman dormitory, so Mu Yuchen was arranged in a dormitory that was vacant on the second floor of the teacher's apartment, which was a good place surrounded by two girls' dormitories.
It's the end of the freshman year, and Shuchuan has a pleasant climate. However, the girls still changed into cool and lovely summer clothes. The beautiful scenery is really happy. Walking downstairs in the girls' dormitory again, Mu Yuchen couldn't help but look up. In the dim dim light, the small but delicate beautiful clothes on the balcony are exuding an invisible charm.
Mu Yuchen slowed down and watched for a while without a trace. After walking less than two hundred meters, Mu Yuchen returned to his single dormitory. cleaned himself well, and went on a date with Zhou Gong's daughter.
Half a month later, the final exams have all ended, and most of them have left school and gone home.
On this day, Mu Yuchen, who had not booked a ticket, ordered a lunch in the cafeteria, and he was about to find a seat to sit down with a plate. Mu Yuchen slowly moved a few steps to the side, and suddenly a girl who walked briskly bumped into the plate in her hand, and the soup and rice splashed in an instant.
Luckily, there was no one around, but the girl's thin clothes had been soaked with soup. What's worse is that the girl is only wearing a suspender belt inside, and a T-shirt is covered outside, and the pink dots on her chest are immediately revealed, and the slightly trembling snow mounds are exposed under Mu Yuchen's eyes.
After screaming in a low voice, the girl hurriedly hugged her hands to her chest, and Mu Yuchen, who was awakened by the scream, also took off her T-shirt and sent it over, and her emaciated body naturally revealed two rows of thin skeletons.
Mu Yuchen didn't remember how he sent the girl back to the dormitory, and he didn't quite remember how he got back to his dormitory. The only thing Mu Yuchen remembers is that day, the girl with light eyebrows and soft long hair, as well as the shy eyes, and the dots on her chest.
Mu Yuchen remembered the girl's name, it sounded good! Her name is Ouyang Bibi.
The two met for dinner before leaving school to go back for the holidays. The location was in a small restaurant near the school, but it cost less than 30 yuan, and then the two exchanged QQ and phone calls, and then in the long but occasionally lonely summer vacation, the two who often contacted each other gradually became acquainted.
Mu Yuchen accompanied her year after year. In the last year of her college year, the two finally came together in a blessing. I was very satisfied and took up the tender little hands and smiled happily.
A year passed quickly, Mu Yuchen entered her senior year, and the girl went to another city with her dream. The wait was boring, and gradually the two of them became cold.
After graduation, Mu Yuchen found a good job in Rongcheng. But in the end, he still couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart, and Mu Yuchen went to Ouyang Bibi's side after the last day. ,
The days of seeing each other again were sweet and bitter, and he said lightly: "We have all grown up and matured." And Mu Yuchen could only be helpless, "Growing up is a labor pain, and everything will pass." Maturity is a pain, and you will always get used to it. Silently, the two seem to be walking together, but there seems to be a little more ...... change. Perhaps, happiness will favor them! Maybe.......
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Zuo Masuke was shocked by the corpse of Princess Yukihime on the altar. It's already too late, Zuo Majie is late.
Zuo Majie couldn't accept it, at this moment, he could only come to collect the body of Princess Xuehime.
Anger! Infinite rage, Princess Yukihime's death made Samasuke's anger burn to the top. The thunder slash knife in his hand turned into a phantom, and Zuo Majie jumped up, just wanting to completely tear the phantom in front of him to pieces.
At this moment, the phantom in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a strange laugh. Helplessly, Zuo Majie's angry blow actually failed inexplicably. "Why is it gone?" The slightly calmer Zuo Masuke was very surprised.
Unfortunately, the illusion didn't leave much time for him, and a dazzling white light flashed out from Zuo Masuke's side with a whistling that tore through the air.
Instinctively told himself that the white light was in mortal danger, and Zuo Masuke held the knife in his right hand, and slashed into the air to make the blade slash into the ground. Unable to return the knife, Zuo Majie instinctively blocked his face with his left hand. Then, the incomparably sharp white blade of light directly cut off Zuo Masuke's index and middle fingers.
What's even more terrifying is that Bai Mang slashed directly at the position of Zuo Masuke's intercervical artery, and a wound burst open. "Ahh Zuo Masuke let out a miserable scream, and the pain made Zuo Masuke know that this was not a dream, and the pain made him feel the coming of death.
At this moment, a sudden call appeared in Zuo Masuke's mind. "Zuo Masuke, cheer up, you can't fall. You are now in the magical realm of the skeleton, you must leave, and as soon as you die here, everything will be over. Use your will to break through this place and return your consciousness to your body. Otherwise you will die here. Countless white bones appeared in Zuo Majie's mind, and it was the ghost clan hidden in Zuo Majie's body who spoke.
Outside, an obvious wound on Zuo Majie's neck is bleeding, and the injuries in the illusion actually appear in reality.
It turns out that the ghost skeleton is not a combat illusion, but its abilities are more terrifying than other illusions. Its illusions can control the minds of others, and the enemies will fall into a realm of illusions controlled by it, where it can control everything. What's even more terrifying is that if the recruiter can't wake up in time, he can only be slaughtered. All injuries in the illusion will be reflected in the real body, including death.
"Will, only with your strongest will can you break out of the realm, use your consciousness to move your knife to the left." The ghost clan naturally did not allow Zuo Majie to die, how could a thousand years of resentment and hope be in vain.