Feng Muge thought about what happened after he entered the Light Gate last night, and found that there was a big problem in it.

First, Shen Congrong suddenly appeared beside her, and she said that the garden was transformed by herself, but if she really said that she had been in a coma for two whole months, how could she have time to transform the garden?

Second, before entering the formation, Hu Liu personally said that the jade was to take the two out of the formation in case of emergency, how could there be a formation trigger, and the jade would still be there? If the formation triggered the two of them separately, then how could only his own jade remain?

Thirdly, all the people who appeared in front of him appeared one by one, and they were lukewarm to their appearance, and none of their relatives even came to see him, which is completely inconsistent with his status and the situation that he has been in a coma for so long.

The combination of these questions became a big problem, Feng Muge thought of the introduction of the second level, guessing that these might be related to his inner thoughts, so there was today's scene.

Morning Market Street, steamed buns, and the Qinzheng Palace, all of these can be designed by Feng Muge, just to expose the truth.

Feng Muge let go of the paper bag, then picked up the jade on his waist and said to Shen Congrong with a smile: "First, Mr. will not be such a little woman, especially to me; second, Mr. likes that family's buns very much; third, I have no official position; fourth, Daqin does not have a diligent palace; fifth, this piece of jade." ”

Listening to Feng Muge explain his loopholes one by one, the heart demon Shen smiled calmly.

With the calm laughter of the inner demon, the things in the hall peeled off like the skin of the wall, revealing a dark background.

After the main hall completely disappeared, the two of them stood in a dark space, and the calm appearance of the heart demon Shen also changed to the appearance of Feng Muge.

"Sure enough, I'm very smart, and I can even know how to lead me to make mistakes, but so what, this is my home field, you are still trapped here, and you can't go back to the outside world, now how are you going to crack it?"

Gripping the long sword that returned to his hand, the touch was very real, and Feng Muge swung his sword to slash at the heart demon.

It went very well, and the long sword cut off the demons in the heart.

Feng Muge still maintained the posture of waving his sword, but his face was a little dignified.

Although the long sword passed through the body of the inner demon, the touch was like cutting through a puddle of water, not at all like the feeling of cutting off the human body.

Standing up straight, Feng Muge saw that the inner demon really fell to the ground like a puddle of water and disappeared.

Looking around, the darkness remains.

Feng Muge held the long sword, guarding against a possible sneak attack, he knew that this was the opponent's home field, and the opponent's methods were very secretive.

"Why do you do it if you don't agree with each other, I haven't finished my sentence yet, and you're too anxious. The voice of the demon came from behind him.

Feng Muge turned to face the demon in his heart and clenched his long sword, but this time he didn't attack, but asked, "It's nothing, just try it, it's the same if you say it now." ”

The demon smiled and said, "Isn't it good, let me think about where I started, ah yes, let's start here." ”

Feng Muge asked, "Before you say that, can you give me a chair?"

On the one hand, it was because he felt that the inner demon could speak for a long time, and on the other hand, because of the loss caused by the previous method of boiling blood and burning yuan, after the scene created by the inner demon, Feng Muge felt physical fatigue and the lack of true yuan.

The heart demon was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "You are really interesting." ”

snapped his fingers, a chair appeared behind Feng Muge, and a chair appeared behind him, and the demon said: "Of course you can, sit down." ”

After Feng Muge sat down, he placed the long sword flat on his lap, his right hand still held the hilt of the sword, and his left hand made a gesture to the heart demon and said, "Let's start." ”

The heart demon was very satisfied with Feng Muge's current performance and began his own introduction.

"This is my realm, in your words, this is the Mind Demon Realm, you should know from this name, I am the Heart Demon. The demon opened his hands and was very proud.

"In this realm, I can see through what you think at will and transmolate what you think, like this. The demon snapped his fingers, and the surrounding scene changed to Morning Market Street again.

Feng Muge looked around, the two of them were sitting in the middle of the morning market street at the moment, but the people around them didn't seem to be able to see them, a wonderful feeling.

The heart demon snapped his fingers again, and the environment returned to the black space, and at the same time, a long sword appeared in the heart demon's hand, the same as Feng Muge's.

Placing the long sword flat on his lap like Feng Muge, the demon said: "You have already seen this, here, I can get anything I want, if you want, you can too." ”

It is very tempting to get anything you want, but Feng Muge looked indifferent, just looking at the demons in his heart.

The heart demon pursed his lips and continued: "Of course, you can go out if you want to go out here, but what, you always have to give something, my biggest hobby is to ask for the most precious things of others." How about it, give me your most precious things, and I'll let you out, win-win. ”

Feng Muge lowered his eyes and looked at the long sword, and after a while, he raised the long sword and said, "This sword is my most precious thing, you take it and let me out." ”

The expression of the heart demon turned cold and said: "I said, I can see through what you think, you don't have to use such inferior means to perfunctory me." ”

Feng Muge put the long sword back and said, "Since you can see through what I think, then you still have to ask me if I will change it?"

The heart demon felt that Feng Muge was very boring, and said helplessly: "This is just a routine question, what if, right, you didn't use what you thought to deceive me." ”

"So now that the routine questioning is over, I don't want to, and then what?"

The heart demon scratched his forehead, how could this person be the same as his ancestor?

"It's not impossible if you don't want to, I'm a person, ah no, I'm a demon, I'm more fun-loving, I'll make a small scene, and there will be something more interesting in it, as long as you can break out of that scene within a certain time, I'll let you out. The demon said another option.

Feng Muge asked with a little headache, "Labyrinth?"

The heart demon shook his head and said: "Of course it's not a maze, how boring the maze is, anyway, it's all for you to fight in the end, so I'll let you start fighting directly, not much, five rounds, as long as you block five rounds of attacks and kill all opponents, even if you break through." ”

"Do you have you in your hand?" Feng Muge asked nonchalantly.

"Of course......" The heart demon reacted, looked at Feng Muge's expression, and said angrily: "Of course not, how can I give you the opportunity to let you kill me? ”

In the conversation between Fang Cai and the inner demon, Feng Muge felt that Zhenyuan had almost recovered, and stood up and said, "You can do it at any time." ”

The heart demon smiled and said, "Okay, let's get ready for battle." ”

With the snap of the demon's fingers, the surrounding scene switches back to the hall full of beetles in the first level.

Feng Muge stood at the door, there were four people on both sides of the main hall, and on the top dragon chair, there was a person sitting, thinking that these five were the five rounds of attack that the demon said.

"It turned out to be five people, I thought there would be a bunch of people. Feng Muge breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't underestimate these five people.

Walking towards the main hall with a long sword, Feng Muge adjusted his breathing and put himself into a fighting state.

Ten steps later, the first person closest to Feng Muge moved.

The man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in gray cloth with tucked cuffs, a scarf on his head, and a dragon sparrow ring knife in his hand. Judging from his footwork and posture, he is indeed a good hand with a knife.

The swordsman stopped when he walked fifteen steps in front of Feng Muge, and bowed his hand to Feng Muge: "Please give me advice." ”

Feng Muge didn't have too much politeness, the long sword was raised to the left, and he rushed towards the swordsman.

The swordsman stepped to the left with a knife, and the big knife was held on the right side, waiting for Feng Muge's attack to come.

Feng Muge's long sword slashed diagonally, slashing in the direction of the swordsman's right shoulder.

Because the swordsman's broadsword was held on the right side, if it was not cut over, it would look very passive and uncomfortable, so the swordsman's broadsword also slashed towards Feng Muge.

But Feng Muge's sword is a false move, when the big knife is cut, Feng Muge's feet spin, the long sword is retracted, and at the same time, the whole person moves sideways to the side, and the long sword comes out again, pointing at the right shoulder of the swordsman.

The swordsman followed the knife momentum and turned to the right servant, dodging the sword, and at the same time the person also stood up, slashed back with the big knife, and ran to Feng Muge's waist.

This knife made Feng Muge unable to turn around and dodge, but he couldn't watch this knife cut himself in two.

Feng Muge's long sword slashed towards the lower position of the blade, intending to disrupt the opponent's sword momentum and stop the knife.

The swords intersected, and the big knife was set aside by Feng Muge by two inches, and Feng Muge grasped the distance of these two inches, avoided the knife, and retreated.

"The sword technique is okay, but the strength is not good. Feng Muge made an evaluation of the swordsman.

Raising his sword again, Feng Muge's sword was pointed at the force point of the big knife, which made the swordsman's knife momentum repeatedly blocked, and it took great strength to grasp the balance of the knife and not let the big knife get out of his hand.

After twenty moves, the swordsman gradually felt that he couldn't hold the knife anymore, and was once again pointed at the force point by Feng Muge, the swordsman roared angrily, clenched the big knife with both hands, and spun and slashed towards Feng Muge.

Feng Muge jumped up, avoiding the blade, the blade was placed on the swordsman's neck, and after a turn, he landed smoothly.

After the knife man rushed forward two more steps, he stopped, threw himself forward, and propped himself on the ground with a large knife so that he did not lie directly on the ground, and a red line appeared on his neck, and blood overflowed.

The swordsman never got up again, and he couldn't raise his head.

Without looking at the swordsman again, Feng Muge continued to walk forward.

The second man was a young man, dressed in white, wearing a square scarf and holding a folding fan in his hand, like a scholar.

When Feng Muge approached the scholar thirty steps, the scholar walked out like a knife man and saluted Feng Muge: "Please give me advice." ”

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Feng Muge was embarrassed not to say hello, and arched his hand: "Please advise." ”

The scholar took the lead in attacking, and before Feng Muge got up, he had a folding fan in his hand, and a bone-piercing steel nail flew towards Feng Muge.

Feng Muge sensed the danger, the long sword was erected in front of him, the steel nail was nailed to the long sword, and he fell to the ground without causing any damage.

Glancing at the steel nails on the ground, Feng Muge knew that the other party had more means, and he was also vicious, and raised his vigilance.

The best way to deal with the hidden weapon is to make him unable to release the hidden weapon, Feng Muge rushed towards the scholar, and at the same time guarded the scholar to launch the hidden weapon again.

The scholar opened the folding fan, carried it behind his back, and rushed towards Feng Muge.

Feng Muge's long sword stabbed in the direction of the scholar's heart, wanting to force the scholar to put the folding fan on his face, or dodge out to seize the opportunity.

But the scholar did not dodge as Feng Muge expected, but suddenly increased his speed, went around Feng Muge's side, and jumped up on Feng Muge's shoulder.

Feng Muge didn't expect the scholar's speed to be so fast and so powerful. Being stepped on by the scholar like this, Feng Muge was forcibly stopped from rushing forward, and the whole person unconsciously fell down.

After the scholar jumped into the air, he turned around, and the fan flicked in the direction of Feng Muge, and several flying knives and bone nails flew towards Feng Muge.

With such a short distance, Feng Muge didn't have time to look back at the direction of these hidden weapons, and he didn't have time to dodge left and right, so he could only rush forward along the scholar's step, but there was still a flying knife that pierced into the calf.

The flying knife entered the body, and before Feng Muge could probe the injury, the fan arrived.

Forcibly turned around, the long sword held the fan, but the force on it made Feng Muge a little confused.

The scholar grabbed the fan and kicked Feng Muge on the waist with a whip leg, kicking Feng Muge out of the air, and at the same time, several hidden weapons flew towards Feng Muge.

Hitting the pillar, Feng Muge stopped, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, Feng Muge raised his long sword, blocked several hidden weapons, and the two flying knives pierced his left shoulder and right thigh respectively.

Before he could catch his breath, the scholar's attack arrived again.

Feng Muge felt extremely aggrieved, this was the first time he was beaten like this, but he had no power to fight back, the other party's strength and speed were too strong.

Half-kneeling on the ground by a kick from the scholar, Feng Muge looked at the scholar panting, thinking about how to crack the scholar's offensive rhythm.

"You're fast, then I'll let you bump into it yourself. Feng Muge thought of a way.

The scholar carried the folding fan on his back and rushed over again.

Feng Muge dodged the folding fan that the scholar hit at the door in front of him, kicked on the scholar's lower body, and ran behind the scholar.

The scholar was in pain and paused for a moment, but immediately threw out a few hidden weapons towards Feng Muge, and rushed towards Feng Muge at the same time.

Feng Muge pounced forward, lay on the ground, dodged these hidden weapons, pulled out the flying knife on his calf, and threw it towards the scholar.

Because the scholar's speed is extremely fast, when he sees the flying knife, it is already close in front of him, and the scholar can only raise the folding fan to block the flying knife.

However, the flying knife cut through the folding fan, leaving a bloody wound on the scholar's face.

While the scholar covered his face with a fan, Feng Muge pierced the scholar's heart with a long sword.

The scholar slowly lowered the fan, looked at Feng Muge in disbelief, and swallowed his last breath.

Feng Muge pulled out his long sword, breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled out the fly that had pierced deeper into his body because of that forward swoop.

"It's good that it's not poisonous. Feng Muge rejoiced.

Judging from the situation of the first two people, the latter will only be more powerful, but their trigger method seems to be that they will only fight if they get a certain distance closer, and Feng Muge will use this discovery to directly breathe on the spot, so that he can face the next person in a better state.

An hour later, Feng Muge opened his eyes and looked at the remaining three people who were still waiting for him, knowing that he had not guessed wrong. After standing up, moving a bit, feeling that there was nothing wrong, he moved on.

The third person was wearing a set of gold armor, a scarlet cloak draped over his body, a cloud-piercing sun-shooting bow on his waist, and a pot of arrows on the left side, which he couldn't see clearly.

Feng Muge looked at the hard bow and arrow on his waist, and thought of the scholar's hidden weapon, so he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it.

After the general came out, he stuck the halberd in his hand in the ground, took off the cloud-piercing sunbow on his waist, took out an arrow from the quiver, stretched the bow and set the string, and pointed directly at Feng Muge.

Although the other party did not say hello, he had already shown his intention to attack, and the arrow was not fired, which was already the best greeting.

Feng Muge also made an attack posture, signaling that he was ready.

As soon as the general's hand was loosened, the arrows flew towards Feng Muge.

Feng Muge dodged short and headed in the direction of the general.

The first blow of the warlord did not succeed, and he drew out three arrows, wound them at the same time, and shot them at Feng Muge.

Feng Muge knew that something was wrong when he saw the three arrows, and he concentrated on paying attention, wanting to avoid the three arrows at the same time, not to be forced into the disadvantage, if it was like fighting against the scholars, if he was defeated by the general, then he would only be greeted by death.

The three arrows of the war general did not fly together, but had a sequence and different directions, and the three arrows blocked Feng Muge's retreat left and right, and they had different heights. After three arrows, the general took out four arrows, put them on the string, and looked at the direction in which Feng Muge was dodging for the next pursuit.

The arrow shot at Feng Muge's left side was shot downward, and Feng Muge turned to the left, jumped upward, dodging the arrow, and at the same time held the long sword in front of him, resisting the opponent's next pursuit.

After Feng Muge jumped up, the general's arrow was fired again, and Feng Muge in the air had no way to avoid it, so he could only be hard-connected.

The warrior had two arrows to shoot directly at Feng Pastoral, one to the throat and one to the abdomen.

An arrow in the throat was forcibly blocked by Feng Muge with a long sword, and the force on the arrow made Feng Muge fly backwards.

Because of the boost of this sword, Feng Muge was able to forcibly turn around in the air and dodge an arrow shot at the abdomen.

After looking at the sword body, a pit appeared in Feng Muge's eyes.

"You can't take it hard, or something will happen. Feng Muge said in his heart.

But under the arrows of the other party, how can you get close to the other party?

Feng Muge thought about the solution.