None of the 169 Huangquan Dao disciples in the audience left their entire corpses, and they were all beheaded under Erwen's sword.

Erwen knew that this was the small world of Longchuan, and the souls of all those who died here could be protected by the laws of Longchuan City and be reborn in the small reincarnation. But he didn't intend to give these Huangquan Daoists this chance, his sword shattered soul slashing was invincible, as long as he really wanted to destroy the other party, the other party didn't even want to keep a single hair in the world.

After a big battle, or a one-sided massacre, Er Wen returned to Ah Wen's body, the green shirt on his body was not stained with a trace of dirt, and the three-foot cold light in his hand slowly swallowed, not even the slightest trace of blood was contaminated.

"Why did you let her go?" Er Wen's killing intent had not yet dissipated, and the guy who was originally hiding in the shadows was going to keep the last sword to clean up, but he didn't expect to be let go by Ah Wen.

Ah Wen came to Er Wen's side and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, Er Wen directly staggered and let go of his hand, Ah Wen was a little embarrassed, looking at the dirt on his hands, he subconsciously rubbed his butt twice: "Er Wen, that's Xiao Meng Po, how can she be regarded as Xiao Xiao's half apprentice." I also believe that she really wanted to help Meng Juntong secretly. ”

"Then why don't you see her make a move?" Erwen didn't wait for Ah Wen to finish speaking, and asked bluntly: "Even if I kill a Huangquan Daoist, I can see her as a comrade." ”

Ah Wen was a little angry and funny: "You guy is really a tendon, how could I cut off such a corpse god like you from your body, people are from Huangquan Dao, what kind of comrade are you with! Okay, don't fight about this matter, and Luo Sheng and the sea of blood who will meet Huangquan Dao in the future, try not to make a move if you can, Xiao Xiao's friendship, they still suffer, and they have never done anything evil to the people who entered the world, you know no." ”

Erwen's face turned cold: "I don't care about this matter, the matter here is over, I want to return to the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, the human world is your strong point, I will guard the Heavenly Gate with a sword." After saying that, Erwen raised his legs and was about to go out, just now he had already killed the Huangquan Daoists here in the open and secret, and the rest of the matter, just have Ah Wen to sweep the tail and deal with it.

Seeing this, Ah Wen hurriedly stopped him: "Don't mind, I really have something to do with you, I didn't ask you to help fight." ”

Erwen looked at Ah Wen, waiting for Ah Wen to finish speaking.

Ah Wen sighed: "I want you to escort Meng Juntong to the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate." He put away his ruffian anger and said with a serious face.

Erwen was slightly stunned: "Where are you going?"

"There's still some things to deal with, and I'll tell you when I get back. An old friend is in trouble. ”

"If it's a killing, just leave it to me. "Erwen's positioning of himself has always been a sword on the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, and he regards himself as a living soldier.

Ah Wen patted Erwen's shoulder, and this time Erwen didn't avoid it: "This matter is not just as simple as fighting and killing, besides, you should also take the path of the world, which is also good for your kendo cultivation." ”

Erwen hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement: "What am I going to do?" he asked. Bookbag netting

Ah Wen untied the sword gourd from his waist, tied it to Erwen's waist, patted the gourd lightly and smiled: "You, just be responsible for drinking, and then follow them, don't come out in case of trouble, let these little cubs rush by themselves, Chuang, I will leave you the memories of walking with them before, you can learn from me, try not to let them see that we are not the same person." ”

Erwen's face, which had always been cold, gradually wrinkled, this was really not an easy task for him, he had to learn from Awen's appearance, but he had never liked Awen's style.

Ah Wen sighed, reached out and patted Erwen's shoulder: "Forget it, it's okay to be as it usually is, anyway...... Forget it," he stopped talking, and waved his hand: "When you get to the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, your task will be over, and I will arrange the rest when I go back." ”

"You still have to take this sword gourd with you, you don't have a weapon, it's always ......" Erwen looked down at the vermilion sword gourd, the natal flying sword here, not only Ah Wen can be an envoy, but he can also use it.

Ah Wen smiled, beckoned to the east of Longchuan City, a black light broke through the air, he didn't look at a handful of it in his palm, a black iron bamboo with the thickness of an arm was held in his hand, the black iron bamboo came from his hand crackling, and after a while, another bamboo knife reappeared in his hand, it was exactly the same as the one that was destroyed before:" There are really few people in this world who can ask me to use weapons, and the black iron bamboo in this Longchuan City is growing well, no worse than the few plants outside the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, I can just take a section. ”

Erwen didn't say anything more, and pinned the vermilion sword-raising gourd to the back of his waist.

Looking at the small crack in the Longchuan world where Luo Wushuang and Meng Juntong were again, Ah Wen's eyes were full of smiles: "Old Luo has to be planted in the hands of this girl this time." ”

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In a double dream, thousands of carp were churning on Jingling Lake, the carp tide was surging, Meng Juntong and Luo Wushuang were treading the waves, chasing back and forth.

It is said that it is Jingling Lake, in fact, this lake is so vast that it can be called the sea, above the vast blue waves, this old and young, a man and a woman have been running like this for nearly an hour.

"Meng girl, do you think that taking me around the Tongtian White Pagoda can make me dizzy?" Luo Wushuang was not in a hurry, but the speed of Meng Juntong's body in this Shaohua dream was really amazing, even he had to use all his strength to be able to keep up with her speed.

Of course, the dreamweaver will also have some means to make the dreamer's perception of time and space biased, and the same time, acting on the dreamweaver and the dreamer, the length can be completely different.

However, these all depend on the dream cultivation of the dream weaver, as well as the strength of the dream control ability, for the strength of the dream weaver, the most direct judgment is the depth of the dream and the control of the dream.

The so-called depth of the dream is the repetition of the dream, the higher the repetition of the dream, the more it can pull the dreamer away from reality, before this Meng Juntong has been able to weave dreams to the extent of triple dreams.

Another point is the control of dreams, the so-called mastery of dreams, is to see how much you can control the dreams you weave, time, space, laws, everything is in this, Meng Juntong and Luo Wushuang rely on this at the moment.