Wuchen Yi looked at the broken waterfall, and there were countless starlights circulating in his eyes, which seemed to be deducing the course of the entire galaxy, and he remained motionless for a long time.

The delicate guests in the crowd looked at Ren with a complicated expression, and did not choose to come forward to say hello, but just lowered their heads, and no one knew what she was thinking.

This vast and dense mountain forest, because of the formation, was originally suffocatingly quiet, and at this moment, a palpitating feeling was constantly spreading.

No one dared to breathe, so that their breath was curtailed a lot.

This kind of anger is too depressing, too uncomfortable, Wulinzi is just a child, and some can't bear it and stretches out his arms and shouts, "Ah~~~"

"Shut up!

A middle-aged man dressed exactly like Wuchen came out of the crowd, and raised his hand to hit Wulinzi on the back of the head.

This is like stabbing a hornet's nest, which instantly made Wulinzi's mother fry.

This woman already had a grudge against the dustless clothes, and when she saw the child being beaten again, she picked up a pebble on the ground and rushed up.

"Don't beat me, I'll fight with you!"

She is thin and thin, and at this time she contains countless explosive powers, like a lioness protecting her calf, rampage.

The middle-aged man didn't move, just looked at her coldly, and said one word expressionlessly, "Sleepy!"

The woman was frozen on the spot in an instant, her face was still in that angry expression, her body was still in the same state of running, and her eyelids did not blink, standing there like a wooden carving.

In an instant, anyone who felt that something in his body was about to erupt out, and he couldn't stop rolling and making noise.

He subconsciously grabbed his arm and pinched himself so hard that he didn't let himself be occupied by this consciousness.

Everything happened quietly, and no one around him noticed that something was wrong with him.

The blue spirit, as a machine spirit, is the first to bear the brunt, and asks through spiritual sense,

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you?"

"Lingling, I feel so uncomfortable. The bones, the muscles, the whole body was numb and sore, there was something in it, I don't know what was wrong. ”

If it weren't for the support of his strong consciousness, he would have wanted to lie down and roll on the ground.

"Xiaoyi, don't panic, I'll give you a quiet extradition of a little aura, you control it for the time being. ”

"Okay! Thank you!"

With the addition of Lan Ling's overwhelming power, the feeling of disobedience that was shouting in his body quickly surrendered.

Everything has returned to its original state, as if what had happened before, is a kind of speculation.

But the tingling sensation flowing in the meridians of his bones was still faintly reminding him that the nameless thing had not been eliminated, but was just latent and no one knew if it would suddenly erupt next time.

Lan Ling knew for the first time that there was such a thing in this world, and he was not just an ordinary person, he was also a monk, how could he be affected by a stranger?

The word "sleepy" can make a person lose his freedom of movement.

The Song family was frightened by this scene, originally there was only some awe, but now they are like gods, and a few servants knelt down unconsciously.

Seeing the woman's fate, Wulinzi stepped forward with some emotion, and the middle-aged man next to him kept staring at him, that gaze seemed to be able to burn people, out of instinct, he had to shrink back again.

In the crowd, the eyes of the coquettish guest also flickered.

She didn't care about what this middle-aged man did, because it had nothing to do with her, all she cared about was the man who stood out from the crowd - any.

In her eyes, he was originally just an ordinary man, but after losing his rough clothes, he became a little strange and alienated, and even unattainable.

He just stood there quietly, the jade tree facing the wind, not humble or silent.

She couldn't walk up easily, so she could only let the gap between them get bigger and bigger, too big to resist and insurmountable.

Suddenly, as he hugged his arm tightly and his body trembled a little, a familiar feeling came from his body.

It was a very unfriendly feeling, she couldn't remember where she had come into contact with it, but she did realize that she had clashed with this strange consciousness.

She couldn't help but close her eyes and fall into recollection.

Through the tips, Lan Ling saw Jiaoke, this beautiful and weak woman, in fact, she was so powerful, very unusual.

In the mountain gate of Taiyi Sect, he just glanced at her lightly, and almost made her lose all her efforts, if it wasn't for the support of the spirit pill, she would have been completely wiped out on the spot.

At this moment, it is the enemy who is very angry when they meet, but if she suddenly appears, any of the trick world will be exposed, so she will not easily appear in front of everyone unless she has to do so.

She is the hole card, the guardian, and the final salvation.

At least for now, she can't take it lightly until she becomes stronger.

After a long time, Wuchen finally withdrew his gaze, didn't say anything, and a pair of white eyeballs scanned everyone, and finally stopped at the motionless woman.

"This woman...... It's no wonder that it's here. ”

He looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly, and coldly spit out a word, "Handled!"

"Got it. ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward, gently lifted the woman, dragged him into the jungle, and was about to leave everyone, when the man who left before suddenly pulled everyone away and rushed out.

"Don't! Don't hurt her!"

"Hmph, boy, I warned you before, be optimistic about her, otherwise, it will be her fate. You brought it upon yourselves. ”

The middle-aged man continued to move forward regardless of it, the man was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down with a puff.

"Uncle, I can't discipline her, I beg you, give us another chance, I will lock her in chains in the future, and don't let her go out again, I promise!"

The man kowtowed several times in a panic, not caring whether his forehead was broken.

Wulinzi, who has no heart and lungs, is a little unclear, just looking at this dramatic scene in a daze.

This pair of men and women were just strangers in his eyes, they were so ordinary and ordinary, that he had endured everything alone since he was born.

In those lonely nights, when I was isolated, ridiculed, and even thundered and lightning, I could only cry silently until dawn by myself.

Was there ever someone to help him? What were his titular parents doing?

He hated them, hated their weakness, hated their powerlessness, and didn't even want them to die all the time.

However, when the time came, when he saw them like this, he suddenly didn't know what to do. Is it just watching?