"The token of the White King, it is also providential to appear with you!"

Xiao Meng sighed, "It seems that what I want to stop, I'm afraid I can't stop it!"

"It's like it was arranged, maybe he did it on purpose!"

Xiao Meng's expression was relieved, "If you see Wushuang again, you can ask the origin of this 'White King Order', and you will naturally understand everything!"

"He's not your beloved master!"

Although Feihuo saw Xiaomeng's painful expression, but when he heard Xiaomeng humiliating Wushuang, he was angry, "You have wanted me to doubt Wushuang several times, are you asking me to betray him?"

"You think too much, I won't doubt my master because of your words!" Feihuo's trust in Wushuang almost surpassed his own, "What else do you have, let's say it quickly!"

"Helpless!" Xiao Meng smiled bitterly again, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He stood up abruptly and roared angrily into the sky: "Enough, White King, you either let me die directly, otherwise, I will definitely not take advantage of your will to let things continue to develop!"

"The world is not your chessboard, he is not your pawn!"

A thunderclap shattered the illusion of the area, and the surrounding scene suddenly dispersed.

Then the two of them changed from Qionglou Yuyu to a deep dungeon.

On all sides of the underground palace, there is a bottomless lake, and there is a round island in the lake, and there is a huge tripod among the islands.

Around the lake, there are also eight similar tripods, but they appear smaller, and the tripods in the lake seem to be a set.

"This is—" Before Spitfire could recognize his surroundings, the surroundings began to change again, turning to a splendid palace.

In the palace, there is a golden seat of the dragon, and below the golden seat, there are hundreds of civil and military officials cast by the golden body.

But the expressions of those officials were very hideous, like the evil ghosts of hell.

Before Feihuo could see the hundred officials clearly, the wind and clouds changed again, and before they reached a red gold gate, a huge armillary sphere was printed on the gate, and the pattern of the armillary sphere was not static, but constantly changing.

On both sides of the gate, there were huge statues of the four fierce beasts, lifelike, as if they were about to run out at any moment.

The gate opened with a thud, and a huge cavern, all so dark that it seemed to have no borders, and there was no brilliance in sight.

Only in the middle of the cave, a square platform, ascending the stairs, you can see a huge armillary sphere in the middle of the platform, which is operating in a circle.

In the pitch-black dome above, I faintly saw many stars moving continuously, and then became brighter and brighter, and a meteor imprinted into the eyes of Spitfire, and actually attacked him directly.

He didn't even have the slightest ability to dodge, and his whole body didn't listen to the call, allowing the meteor to attack directly in front of him.

A huge white light appeared, obscuring all sides from obscuring it clearly.

"What the hell is this..."Spitfire couldn't see the surroundings, but his consciousness was still very clear, "Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, what did you do?"

"Peep into the sky!" an ancient and vigorous voice said slowly, "Xiaomeng has already said too much!"

"There's so much he wants you to know!"

"Who are you!" Spitfire couldn't see his surroundings clearly, and there was a white chaos around him, so thick that he couldn't perceive anything.

You can't do any exercises in your dreams, just like a newborn child, powerless.

"White King!" replied the voice, "You can call me dead, or you can!"

"Or, call me heaven, call me Daewoo!"

"In short, I dominate you!"

"I'm in charge of everything!"

Spitfire doesn't know more and more whether it's illusory or reality.

In short, everything that happened was too beyond his imagination, and it was simply something that did not conform to common sense in the world.

But in the dream, it was like something that had happened in reality.

Real and violent.

"Don't listen to him!" Xiao Meng's voice finally rang out, and from the white chaos, he grabbed the flying fire and pulled him out of the boundless chaos.

The surrounding environment continued to change, turning into a city of fire, and that city, Spitfire looked very familiar.

Suddenly, he saw the signboard of "Drunken Red Mansion", and in the flames, it fell down with a bang.

"Longcheng Jiangdu!"

Feihuo finally knew where this illusion was, it was Jiangdu, who was burning the fire.

"Here, it will eventually become purgatory on earth!" Xiaomeng's figure looked extremely tired and painful, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if she had pulled Brother Spitfire out of the chaos, consuming a huge amount of strength.

"You don't do what I say..."

Although Xiaomeng was talking, he couldn't utter a word, obviously suppressed by some kind of force, and the words he said were blocked alive.

"Don't waste your efforts!" the White King said coldly: "You have violated the rules, and it is impossible for you to disobey me!"

"Everyone has the fate of mortals, and it is impossible for anyone to try to change it!"

"That's why you used the armillary sphere privately!" Xiao Meng's whole body was glowing with golden light, and his eyes suddenly changed their appearance.

It turned out to be a golden heavy pupil, and the momentum of the whole body also skyrocketed.

"Anyway, today I have to say everything!"

Xiaomeng spit out a mouthful of blood, his body suffered a heavy blow, he barely allowed himself to stand still, gritted his teeth and said to Feihuo: "Here, it's not in a dream, but a mysterious realm!"

"So, you're going to die here!"

"This is the projection of the future Jiangdu!"

Spitfire was shocked, no wonder he felt that the scene around him was so real, it was simply immersive, it was because it was a projection of reality.

"What I just saw...."

"It's Xuanyuan Sect Temple, mortal!" Bai Wang's words continued to sound, and he smiled coldly: "Xiaomeng, you have tried your best to cultivate just to see him, wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't let him know who you were?"

"You want me to go against the odds and be wiped out, right?" Xiaomeng had a stubborn look on his face, which was almost very similar to Spitfire's unyielding expression.

"I did what you wanted, but don't forget, as the White King, you are just a puppet, even if I disappear, his fate is not up to you!"

Xiaomeng tore off her mask, and what appeared in front of Spitfire was an extremely familiar face.

That face, I'm afraid Spitfire has seen countless times, and no one is more familiar than him.

"You... Who are you, who are you?"