The more Yang Wenjun laughed wildly, the more Xifu's heart hurt.

Although he loves Baozi a lot, he has never regarded it as an equal life, just as a pet, and he can't imagine that it is so loyal to himself, and he is willing to die for himself to resist the thunder, the more Xifu thinks about it, the more he feels sorry for Baozi.

As soon as she thought of its round body, fat little belly, and wagging little tail, Xifu's heart was dripping with blood, and she secretly lucked Zhenli to sacrifice the master candle, as long as she had the opportunity to get close to Yang Wenjun, she would use the master candle illusion to destroy the eight lambs in one fell swoop, and avenge the bun.

Just when Xifu was about to open his mouth to stimulate Yang Wenjun to appear, he suddenly heard the sound of stones rubbing under the soil pit, everyone looked down, and saw a small white claw emerging from the black stone, and then there was a bang, and another small claw "grew" next to the small claw, and the paw was as white as snow, like a white snow lotus blooming in the night, shining brightly.

This light has been shining into Xifu's heart, and Xifu's heart is also full of joy, "Baozi, Baozi, you're not dead!"

The blue smoke next to him also said excitedly, "Yes, yes, it's not dead, it's alive!"

"Fuck, give Lao Tzu death!" This was Yang Wenjun's voice, and his voice was full of anger. Then an even more blazing white light stretched out and rushed down, it was another white thunderbolt, with a powerless power, straight towards the two small claws in the dirt pit.

The white light was blazing, neither Xifu nor Blue Smoke could not look directly, instinctively closed their eyes, and if they did not close it, they were very likely to be blind on the spot, and they were not able to see the wonderful "performance" of Baozi with their own eyes: they saw a white light like a mountain coming out of the ground, rushing straight into the sky, and heading towards the white sky thunder.

This white light that emerges from the ground is like a hill, and its power far exceeds that of the heavenly thunder in the air, if the white light that emerges from the ground is a giant, then the heavenly thunder in the air is at most a three-year-old child, and the heavenly thunder in the air shuddered, and the speed dropped sharply, as if there was a tendency to turn around and flee, and it was just when it stopped, the mountain formed by the white light collided with it.

A sound of the sky cracking came from heaven and earth, and Xifu was so shaken that he almost fell to the ground, and it took his strength to stand firm.

In this loud noise, the figure of the blue smoke turned from real to virtual, and was almost dispersed, and finally condensed into an entity again.

After this loud noise, Yang Wenjun's tragic cry of pain came from the air - "Ah~", heart-rending and miserable.

When Xifu opened his eyes, he saw that the dense woods in front of him had disappeared, but he was on a meadow on one side, the grass was yellow and the grass was in the sky, and there were bursts of white smoke in a few places.

Not far away was a black humanoid creature, not tall, holding a folding fan with only fan bones in his hand, and the lower half of his body was not a human leg. In front of this dark shadow, there was a white puppy with a small tail wagging happily.

Haha, who else could that black shadow be if it wasn't Yang Wenjun?!

Needless to say, the white puppy was undoubtedly a bun! It was completely untouched, as if it had just been bathed and dried, and its whole body was shining white, like a little elf.

The black shadow cursed, "Okay, you brute, you actually used my heavenly thunder to destroy the sleepy god map, you are looking for death!" As he spoke, he turned sharply and rushed towards the bun, and at the same time, the fan bone in his hand flew out, turning into six small white swords and flying straight towards the bun.

This speed is too fast, so fast that Xifu can't see clearly. Before he could shout a word of "be careful", he saw that Yang Wenjun was about to come to the front of the bun.

Xifu was terrified, she knew the speed of the bun, although it was a dog's body, but its legs were short, and it had never been known for its speed, and it seemed that it was inevitable. Xifu urged his feet and jumped forward in one step.

Lan Yan shouted "Baozi", she knew that this Baozi was probably going to end, swallowing the sky and thunder in the Sleepy God Diagram, it was estimated that it was some kind of talent of this little guy, and the usual combat power was really average, and it was impossible for its small body to withstand the blow of Yang Wenjun's cohesion.

Lan Yan didn't dare to look at it anymore, she subconsciously closed her eyes, she really couldn't witness the tragedy with her own eyes, just when she fell into despair, suddenly a dark green figure rushed between Yang Wenjun and Baozi, one of Yang Wenjun's six small swords brushed past Xifu's ear, and at the same time, a strand of hair in Xifu's ear was cut off and fell to the ground.

Yang Wenjun's foot kicked straight at Xifu, Xifu didn't dodge, but let this kick on his leg - if she didn't accept this kick, then Baozi would inevitably have to bear the huge force of this kick.

If you are kicked, it is a big deal to end up crippled, and there is a chance to repair it in the future, and if the bun is kicked, I am afraid it will be a disaster for life.

Besides, her Mentor Illusion must be close enough to be played, and she must take this risk.

Just when she felt a piercing pain in her calf, the Shidao Golden Candle suddenly brightened, and this light centered on the Xifu Dantian and gradually spread outward, inch by inch. Xifu thought silently in his heart, hurry, hurry, hurry up. If the speed is not fast enough, Yang Wenjun will fly again and will definitely kick her in the abdomen. If you are kicked in the abdomen, you will definitely be lucky without any defense.

Between the lightning and flint, Lan Yan was shocked, she saw Yang Wenjun's fierce kick fall on Xifu's calf, and even heard the sound of a bone cracking, Lan Yan's brows furrowed, as if the kick fell on herself, and then she saw Yang Wenjun's other foot coming again, the speed was extremely fast, and it was inevitable to see if it was unavoidable.

But just when Yang Wenjun's toes almost touched Xifu's lower abdomen, it suddenly seemed as if time had frozen, Yang Wenjun's feet stopped, even Xifu and Baozi stopped, Lan Yan's eyes widened, and when he looked at Yang Wenjun, he saw that the fierceness in his expression disappeared all at once, and there was a bright Changchang brilliance in his eyes, and many stars rose and disappeared.

At the same time, a white mist appeared above the basehead, and the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing another world.

At this time, Xifu's eyes flashed with excitement - the illusion of the teacher candle was activated at the last moment, and Yang Wenjun was included in the golden candle light, and the world above Yang Wenjun's head at this moment was the illusion he was involved in. Xifu picked up the bun and sat cross-legged on the ground, providing true power to the illusion of the master while watching the illusion that Yang Wenjun entered.

The world is beautiful: a round moon hangs in the sky, and under the moonlight is a vast lake, on which floats a bamboo raft, on which are two people, a man in white and a woman in black.

The man stood on the bamboo raft, dressed in white and with a folding fan, this man's face was similar to Yang Wenjun's, but except for the difference in his dusty temperament, the man's feet were human feet.

Maybe this is what Yang Wenjun thinks he looks like!

A woman in black sits on a bamboo raft on the boat, in front of her is a guqin, the sound of the piano and the vast lake are in harmony, making people feel comfortable when they hear it, and they feel that they are going to go out of the dust, and from time to time there are fish jumping up on the water surface, as if they are cooperating with the sound of the woman in black.