Chapter Fifty-Six: The Austin Change

The dark purple enchantment gradually dissipated, and Mo Xuan walked out of it unscathed. He patted the dust left on his body, looked at the figure of the dream demon falling to the ground, struggling in pain, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, the strongest thing about the dream demon is its superior spiritual power, and this enchantment of its is also based on spiritual power. It used this enchantment to launch a spiritual attack, and the Ancient Dragon Ball reacted, thinking that it was also asking for its own suffering. Thinking of this, Mo Xuan couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Mu Qian'er also put away the rune, walked to Mo Xuan's side, looked at the dream demon who had lost her combat power, and lightly tapped her snow-white chin. "Sure enough, you have a treasure on you that can resist spiritual attacks. ”

Hearing this, Mo Xuan's facial expression suddenly stiffened, he looked at Mu Qian'er with a stiff smile on his face, and said, "When you asked me to go before, I didn't know if I had something on my body?"

Mu Qian'er had no expression on her face, spread her hands, and said as if she didn't care: "Yes, you haven't told me again." As he spoke, he no longer looked at Mo Xuan, but walked towards the dream demon. The corners of Mo Xuan's mouth twitched, looking at Mu Qian'er's slender back walking towards the dream demon, she sighed helplessly, and hurriedly followed.

The dream demon was so soft that it was on the ground, and its expression was painful. Mu Qian'er frowned slightly, stretched out a finger and put it on the dream demon's forehead, closed her eyes slightly, and Mo Xuan watched quietly on the side, without disturbing her.

After a while, Mu Qian'er opened her eyes and said, "This dream demon's spiritual sea is turbulent, it should have been extremely traumatized, and it will even threaten its life. Mu Qian'er frowned slightly. "But it's just self-inflicted. But now the question is how to calm its spiritual sea, if it continues to be like this, then it will be of no use at all. As she spoke, she began to think hard about what to do. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, looked back at Mo Xuan, and said, "Can that treasure on your body restore other people's spirits?"

Mo Xuan scratched his head and said, "I haven't tried it before, and I can't say it well." ”

Mu Qian'er bowed slightly and said, "Then you try." ”

"Hmm. Mo Xuan nodded, walked to the dream demon's side, stretched out two fingers and pointed at the center of the dream demon's eyebrows, closed his eyes at the same time, and pulled out the breath of the ancient Xuan Dragon Ball in his body, which was slowly channeled into the dream demon's body. This process is very slow, the ancient dragon ball is a powerful thing after all, it is very difficult to guide its breath to operate, Mo Xuan was sweating profusely, and finally introduced a trace of the breath of the ancient dragon ball into the eyebrows of the dream demon, and then, he seemed to feel that the breath of the ancient dragon ball actually began to regulate the spiritual sea of the dream demon on its own, and the chaotic breath in it was consciously avoided after encountering the breath of the ancient dragon ball, and some of the ones that could not be avoided were even swallowed by the breath of the ancient dragon ball, and they were really domineeringMo Xuan exclaimed. He turned around, looked at Mu Qian'er, nodded, and said, "It has an effect." But it's very slow, and it will take a lot of time to recover. ”

Hearing this, Mu Qian'er nodded her snow-white chin and said, "As long as it can recover, it's not in a hurry to let it wake up now, we still have time." Saying that, Mu Qian'er walked to Mo Xuan's side, stretched out her slender fingers like jade to outline a pattern at the center of the dream demon's eyebrows, and a burst of fragrance came to Mo Xuan's face at this time, so that he also shook his mind slightly, as if he was immersed in a large garden full of flowers all over the mountains, bees and butterflies flying, the breeze floated, and when the moonlight sprinkled, all directions were wrapped in snow-white fragrance.

"Have you seen enough?" At this time, a cold voice came from the side, Mo Xuan was startled, turned his head, and found that Mu Qian'er was looking at herself with an unkind eye, and Mo Xuan realized his gaffe.

"Uh, hug, sorry, just sent a moment of stupefiing, hahahaha。。。。。。 Mo Xuan touched his hair and defended stiffly, feeling very embarrassed, but he saw that Mu Qian'er nodded and said to him lightly: "If there is an enemy, you will be dead just a while." ”

Mo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Mu Qian'er and said, "How can it be so serious, isn't there still you?"

Mu Qian'er looked at him with deep meaning in her eyes and said, "What if I am the enemy?"

"Ah, how could it be? I can't be your enemy。。。。。。 Mo Xuan said, and Mu Qian'er was stunned when she heard it. Then she felt as if a warm current was flowing through her heart, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she muttered in a voice that only she could hear, "I hope so." After speaking, there was a rare look of amazement in her eyes.

It was at this time that Mo Xuan blurted out the second half of what he had just said. "Because you're too strong. “

Mu Qian'er was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses, her eyes gradually burned with anger, but she lowered her head and continued to inscribe on the dream demon's head.

The atmosphere cooled down, and Mo Xuan felt that something seemed wrong, so he tentatively accosted Mu Qian'er: "Now, Mu Qian'er, what's wrong?"

"Shut up!" Mu Qian'er didn't raise her head and poured a basin of cold water on Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan was stunned, scratched his head, and said in confusion: "Hey, why did I praise her and make her angry?"

Rumble!

A powerful elephantless aura erupted from Mu Qian'er's body, shaking Mo Xuan backwards,

"Woo----" Mo Xuan screamed in pain.

"I said, tell you to shut up!" Mu Qian'er turned her head and said coldly to Mo Xuan with an expressionless face. Mo Xuan looked at her, saw the anger in her eyes, and was startled, but she was silent and didn't dare to make a sound.

Mu Qian'er turned her head and continued to outline the pattern, while Mo Xuan didn't dare to say anything on the side. For a while, the atmosphere of the whole venue became very cold.

After a while, Mu Qian'er's fingers finished the final stroke, she let out a long sigh of relief, turned around, and said coldly to Mo Xuan: "Come here." The tone was strong and did not allow for the slightest questioning. Mo Xuan had no choice but to go over obediently, and then Mu Qian'er grabbed one of Mo Xuan's fingers, and gently scratched her fingernail to make a bloody wound, but Mo Xuan didn't feel any pain. Mu Qian'er held Mo Xuan's fingers and let the blood drip into the center of the pattern she had outlined. I saw a bright light rising, Mo Xuan was in a trance, as if he felt that there was something more in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the dream demon was gone. And Mu Qian'er was watching her from the sidelines. When he saw that he was awake, he said to him, "Go." As he spoke, he got up and walked out of the valley first, Mo Xuan patted his head, looked at Mu Qian'er's back, and hurried up, and he didn't dare to ask too many things at this time, so he had to walk silently behind her.

"Really, it's harder to serve than Nochiinti. Mo Xuan whispered to himself in his heart.

Suddenly, a chill came from Mo Xuan's spiritual sea, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Be careful!" and pounced on Mu Qian'er, and at the same time, a beam of arrows swept past where they had been before, and with a tuft of Mu Qian'er's black hair, it was nailed to the trunk of the tree.

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