She had known that there was something wrong with the scent of this thing, and for some reason, it didn't work for her.

And this dreamweaver.

I don't know if it's because the donkey is poor.

Still didn't force the count.

even continued to release the aroma to her.

The fragrance is extremely stinky.

The same is hard to accept.

For her.

It's like a fart.

Thieves smoke people.

Ji Zhuo carried it and took it a little farther away.

Full of disgust.

“……”

Fart?!

The dreamweaver beast, which looked to be dying, was full of spirits, its small purple eyes glared, and it was so angry that it kicked its legs and splashed wildly.

"That's not!"

"It's the fragrance of this spirit animal!"

Ji Zhuo looked at it coldly, and the flame then approached it, with a cold and ruthless expression, "This emperor doesn't care if your fart is fragrant or smelly, be obedient, don't brush tricks." ”

“……”

The Dream Weaver wants to cry without tears, and it says it's not a fart!

Ji Zhuo didn't look at its pitiful little eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Take this emperor to find Yuhua." ”

"Also, you're the contract beast of the Crane Ancestor, right?"

"After finding Yuhua, take the emperor to meet your master."

The Dream Weaver's small round eyes flickered a few times, not knowing what it was thinking, and then looked at its charred fur with a cry.

"I'm ugly, you're bad silver ......"

Ji Zhuo sneered and began to talk nonsense again.

The flames immediately set its hair on fire, and the Dream Weaver trembled with fright, kicking its little short legs desperately.

"Don't don't, he's there! There he is! ”

The Dream Weaver straightened one of its calves and pointed in one direction, and a few strands of hair on its legs were charred black.

The light in her eyes was cold, which was the opposite direction she sensed.

She certainly believed in herself.

"It's really there, there's a teleportation array there!"

She extinguished the fire for a moment, turned around and walked towards the opposite one, letting the Dream Weaver plead and struggle.

"Don't play tricks on the emperor."

Ji Zhuo walked in the opposite direction of its fingers, and the Dream Weaver struggled to no avail, and began to talk nonsense again, not knowing if it was diverting attention.

"Bad Silver, what's that thing in your head?"

Ji Zhuo ignored it.

When she first came in, she was defenseless, maybe she let it see a few memories, and after she noticed it, she defended the world of consciousness.

The Dream Weaver accosted her.

"It's so strange what you have in your head, I saw a big black iron box, you sit in it, it can take you away!"

It's probably talking about cars.

Ji Zhuo still ignored it.

"I also saw a person who is very similar to Yuhua Xianjun, sitting in the iron box with you, you are so close to the ground."

Ji Zhuo still ignored it.

"Why are you taking off his pants......"

The voice of the Dream Weaver sounded very ignorant.

Her eyelids jumped and pinched it, "What mess do you see?" ”

"Whew, it hurts!"

The Dream Weaver began to howl again, its childlike voice was very simple, and the words that came out made people want to strangle it.

"The light is so dim, I can't see clearly, but I hear, hear you bad silver ......"

"You made him cry......"

“……”

She flung it a cold-eyed knife.

and before it could scream, he cast a spell to seal its mouth.

"Listen less to things that are not suitable for children."

Seeing something bad, I actually saw the car in the car!

The Dream Weaver Beast's tears were all held back, and its legs were weak, and the whole beast was wilted, so it wasn't miserable.

The roots of the burning ears are finally quiet.

It's a pity that she was able to keep the Dream Weaver's mouth shut.

can't seal the sky.

"Tut-tut, you made him cry~"

"You're Bad Silver~"

"You're a big bad silver~"

Tianxiu pinched her throat and coaxed, and she didn't know where to take out a small silk, throwing it like the girl in the Goolan courtyard.

The pretentious appearance made him almost vomit out all the overnight meal, and his temples jumped suddenly.

“…… Shut up, don't think that this emperor can't cure you. ”

She glanced at it coldly.

Tianxiu pretended to cover her mouth, but her small eyes seemed to say:

Oops, this god makes me so scared~

You big bad silver~

“……”

Hell bad silver.

Also, what the hell is crying?

That's obviously the mouth of love!

Ji Zhuo complained in his heart, and suddenly stepped into the air, and a familiar feeling came.

She stepped on the formation again.

Before it was passed away, Ji Zhuo quietly forced a wisp of demonic energy into the Dream Weaver Beast's body, and the Dream Weaver Beast, which looked dying, didn't seem to notice it.

If it dares to run, she will kill it remotely.

It's another whirlwind, and the experience is too bad, but fortunately, the formation is not dizzy.

In the next moment, Ji Zhuo saw it.

in another hole.

Yuhua lay quietly in a pile of white bones.

He was motionless, seemingly unconscious, his white clothes were spread among the white bones, and his already fair complexion seemed closer and closer in the faint light of the night pearl.

The whole person seems to be fused with the white bones soon.

Ji Zhuo's heart skipped a beat.

Tie up the Dream Weaver with demonic energy and throw it aside.

She stepped forward quickly and scooped up Yuhua from the pile of bones.

"Little flower? Yuhua? ”

Ji Zhuo lowered his eyes and called him, but Yuhua did not react, his face was calm, and he looked very peaceful.

At this time, a spiritual power that did not belong to the Dream Weaver Beast erupted from its body, and it was very powerful, and it instantly broke free from the restraints imposed by Ji Zhuo.

His eyes were cold.

"Whew-"

The Dream Weaver let out a scream.

The demonic qi that was quietly sent into the body of the Dream Weaver Beast just now really played a role, and this thing wanted to run away.

"If you don't want to die, just take back your little trick on him to the emperor."

Ji Zhuo hugged the unconscious Yuhua and stood in a pile of bones, the white bones of Sen Ran at her feet, lining her whole person as if she had the killing aura of millions of corpses.

White bones pave the way, killing the cold.

Black demonic energy raged on the Dream Weaver.

The Dream Weaver screamed.

"Woohoo! It hurts, it hurts, I can't help it, he can't come out by himself, and I can't wake him up! ”

The grievance in the heart of the Dream Weaver.

The "Soul Haunting Dreams" Dark Incense Array has been set up here a long time ago, and if it weren't for Yuhua's willingness, it wouldn't have the strength to make him hit a good spell?

It doesn't understand either.

That kind of dream for Mao will someone not want to come out?!

Yuhua fainted here, related to the fragrance of the Dream Weaver.

There is a record in the ancient books of the spirit beast of the Dream Weaver Beast, and the sliced mind has a little impression, but this spirit beast is said to have been extinct a long time ago, and Ji Zhuo doesn't know what it looks like.

As for ability, as the name suggests.

Using the intoxicating aroma, it invades the world of people's consciousness, weaves dreams, and makes people unable to wake up.

The corpses around him were probably killed because their consciousness was trapped in a dream and they couldn't get out.

People don't wake up all the time.

The physical body naturally dies slowly.

The most hair-raising thing is.

Some people die with a smile.

Apparently dead in a dream.

It's still a dream.

It's really a silent and unconscious death.

And when Ji Zhuo first pressed the Dream Weaver.

The Dream Weaver's answer was-

"Yuhua, he's in a dream!"