Feng Li's eyes were full of murderous intent, and if the fire blade got closer, it would be able to cut her throat.
Even though he suppressed his cultivation, the coercion of the alchemy period was suddenly released at this moment. The invisible power of the mountains made Wen Ying's palms break out in cold sweat, and she had to mobilize every cell in her body to fight against it. There is no backing off.
She knew very well what she was facing now. The Chili Demon Lord was a half-human, half-demon bloodline. Others only dared to suspect in private, and the conclusion was not conclusive. He also tried to obliterate this past life experience. But now not only was someone talking about him face to face, but they had also entered his nightmare, thoroughly understood his secrets, and clearly saw his embarrassment.
The unknown secret is known to others, and he can rest assured only by killing this person.
Ding Jieyi saved his life, he would not do it, not necessarily her.
"This is about collaboration. If you kill me now, aren't you afraid that all previous efforts will be in vain?" She glanced lightly at Ding Jieyi beside her, "Even if you don't need it, doesn't your Fairy Xie Yi also need it?"
Drugs that improve his qualifications may not be attractive to him. In terms of natural aptitude, he is uniquely blessed. Don't think he will be bullied by monsters in his dreams, it's because he hasn't learned to master the movement and attack of half-monster aura. Most people with mixed human and demon bloodlines are stuck in one thing. They don't have the powerful bloodline of the demon race, and their spiritual power is different from that of human beings. He is different, his physique is very special, he can not only practice spells according to the method of human monks, but also arouse the power of blood veins after transformation.
Therefore, the master of Akasaka Palace, one of the three major sects of magic, is only at the alchemy stage, but can make Akasaka Palace surpass the other two schools. It was the two of him who delayed the progress, but he was able to defeat the monks in the Nascent Soul stage at the alchemy stage, and his ability would become more terrifying as he practiced later.
"Who the hell are you?" A stern look crossed his brows.
"It's just a little demon cultivator. I was lucky enough to see the face of the Lord Demon Lord. I have always missed it in my heart, and I will never forget it. Even if you made a small change, I can still recognize it."
Feng Li looked at her with slightly complicated eyes. This woman had glimpsed the memory fragment that he least wanted to be known by others, and she was not afraid of anything at the moment, as if she was fighting with his words, killing her was only a matter of blink of an eye.
But half an inch away, he couldn't make a move. What she said in the nightmare lingered in his ears all the time.
"Think clearly, no matter how good a dream is, it can only be a dream."
Ding Jieyi was willing to protect him in his dream and make the dream beautiful and fulfilling. He was grateful, but her words were like a blow to his head, which made him wake up suddenly from the dream.
He never forgot, what exactly did he want at the beginning, was other people's protection for him? no. Is it from the love of another person? Nor is it.
Of course he wants to achieve all these, but it is not his dream, no matter how good it is, it can only be a dream.
In the days when he was bullied, the only thing he desperately wanted was strength and the courage to resist his mother.
His mother's weakness and compromise became his inner demons. He was not weak, but he couldn't resist her orders for him to back down. Every time he dreams back, he hates himself for standing still and letting others bully him.
The "resistance" urged by the female demon cultivator impatiently forced him to have the courage to fight against the inner demon planted by his mother, and truly broke his shackles on himself. A fierce battle was fought heartily, which made him feel happy, and he hesitated when he started.
Before Fengli could make a decision, the surrounding scenery changed again. He was slightly startled, and found that the woman in front of him had disappeared.
Instead, a rather weird scene appeared, a small room, people coming and going in it were wearing weird clothes, the women exposed more parts than the female demon cultivators, and most of the men had short hair, in this small room There were whispers in the room, and occasionally a few couples showed extremely intimate behaviors in public, but others were used to it.
If you let Wen Ying see it, you will find that this is a modern classroom, where she used to go to school.
A girl with an outstanding appearance soon appeared in Feng Li's sight. Everyone in this room was good-looking, but she was the only one who caught his attention at a glance, as if there was an invisible attraction that prevented him from Look away.
He gradually understood that this room was a school, and what they studied was very strange. They learned the various expressions of people under emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and from time to time, several people would perform a scene together.
The girl's performance was not outstanding at the beginning, she was young and immature, not as unique as others.
He watched her change day by day. Whenever the picture turned to her residence, it was her hard training in private, body, voice, lines, expressions, the rotation of the sun and the moon. Gradually, she transformed into a butterfly like a butterfly. A more beautiful appearance. The bright mirror reflects her appearance, she lowers her head and purses her lips and smiles, she looks like a girl, she chuckles presumptuously, she is a bright woman, her brows are affectionate, she seems to be happy or angry, even shed tears in various ways This method expresses the differences between characters.
Feng Li was extremely impatient at first, and only waited for him to become a character in the dream to break the dream. But later, watching her transformation, he gradually became fixated, and was amazed by her performance.
From the deepest part of her heart, he felt that they were all the same person, who also longed for the power and ambition to suppress others.
She also succeeded in becoming the goddess in those people's minds.
However, soon, an older man came to her college. He carried the burden and gave the freshest vegetables that should have been used to pay back the money to the woman who lived with her. Can take more care of his daughter. The older man was dressed plainly, with dirt on his fingernails that couldn't be picked off, and looked very poor.
Since then, their attitude towards her has changed again, calling her a goddess on the surface, but secretly feeling her origin.
He heard women talking about her duplicity, being poor, and acting like a lady in private, and men talking contemptuously about her looks, her body parts, as if she could perform some kind of Transactions.
He felt unhappy in his heart, because the same resonance made him empathize with her, and made him feel grievous for her.
As his mood changed, his perspective changed, and he suddenly became one of those men, making dirty jokes about her. She heard it just around the corner in the corridor, and they walked forward, just in time to bump into her.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
The book in her hand was knocked to the ground, she knelt down to pick it up, a boy helped her pick it up, she thanked him with a smile, turned around and walked back as if nothing happened.
Feng Lishu pulled her back.
"Hmm..." He didn't know what the female demon cultivator's name was, but only remembered that her father called her, "Cuihua?"
Everyone roared with laughter.
They chanted her tacky name in disbelief, and got a new conversation piece.
"What's the matter?" She kept her back to him, and her tone was calm, as if she was still not angry.
"This is not real." Feng Li was very impatient with such a way of solving the problem, and wanted to use her method to break the nightmare violently, but there seemed to be no spiritual power here, "Look carefully, these are all things you imagined, Including the school, lecturers, and those people, they are all fake. The time you just spent is actually just a short moment, think about it carefully."
"What did you say?"
"I said, this is just your dream."
"Yes, it was just a dream."
She turned her head suddenly, tears fell, not any of the ones she had practiced, "Being able to come here is just a dream that I can't afford, is it enough, are you satisfied?!" He was startled.
At this moment, the picture came to an abrupt end, and it suddenly shattered like porcelain, turning into pieces of porcelain and slapping them around.
Feng Li came back to his senses, only to see that female demon cultivator gasped lightly, her pupils shrank slightly, showing obvious fear. It was obviously her nightmare just now, but he didn't expect her to be so strong-willed, and she had already solved it before he could think of an effective solution.
Wen Ying and Feng Li looked at each other for a moment, then forced their eyes away.
Her heartbeat is unbelievably fast now. She has always known that this is a dangerous world, but she still underestimated it. She only thinks that even if there is a nightmare, it should be the original owner's nightmare, but she doesn't know that the world of cultivating immortals pays attention to consciousness and soul, and the original owner's soul has long since dissipated, so what is stirred up from the bottom of her heart is her memory!
This memory is nothing, and it cannot be compared with Fengli's sinister degree. What is scary is the age gap between them. Once such details are captured and discovered, her fate is unimaginable.
Fortunately, the Taiqing Continent is vast and boundless, with various ethnic groups and different living customs. Presumably Feng Li does not dare to say that he understands all of them. He will guess the origin of her female demon cultivator, but he cannot know the truth for the time being.
In fact, when she entered the dreamland, she realized that something was wrong. The transition between modern and ancient styles was too fast, and the weird feeling could not be ignored. She knew where she was now, but there was a force pressing her tightly. , so that she could not escape from the dream. This shouldn't be Mi Shixiang's power, because her mind is clear!
The moment the scene returned to the secret realm, she ignored the gazes of Feng Li and Ding Jieyi, and made a sudden move!
The round fan whirled with the thought, and appeared in a dark place where the light could not reach in an instant. There, the hidden cloud of wind was suddenly covered by it, and the flowers in the fan scrambled to get out to devour it. The body withered and withered the moment it touched it.
It made a "whooping" sound, like a provocation.
It was just that it had just invaded her consciousness and made her weak, so she was unable to break through the confinement brought by the fragrance of fascination!
Suddenly, its voice reminded Wen Ying of something. She took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun ring, and quickly changed it with her finger, and threw it out. When the magic weapon touched its proud body, it screamed crying. The Buddha's light filled the room, and the voice of chanting Buddhist scriptures sounded together, causing it to be tortured in every way.
While it was unable to move, Wen Ying's formula changed again, and a suction force came from the fan, sucking it in which was struggling desperately!
One side of the silk face is the day garden, which is her means of attack, and the other side is the night, which is used to trap the enemy. The moon wheel hangs high on the silk surface, and the clear light flows into the window sash. There is a rusty stool in front of the window, and beside it is a lamp standing quietly like a woman, and the fun things of the daughter's boudoir are scattered around. Right now, the black shadow was trapped by the window and struggling hard, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the trap.
"It turned out to be a fish that slipped through the net."
This was clearly the resentful ghost she and the little monk had encountered. When the ghost banners broke open, there might indeed be some who escaped under their negligence, but I didn't expect that one would follow her and almost harm her!
Wen Ying looked at the silk fan with cold eyes, she glanced to the side, which made Feng Li feel a bit of killing intent.
Just as she got a glimpse of his secret just now, now he also knows hers. And this kind of "information exchange" seemed to force them to introduce each other, and the forced knowledge made the murderous intent in his heart drop sharply.
but-
Instead, it made her want to kill.
His eyes were deep: "You want to kill me?"
"How dare, I just thought, and I don't have such ability." Wen Ying chuckled lightly, turned her eyes away from him, and began to clean up the mess.
Just as she was putting away her round fan, she was suddenly approached by Ding Jieyi who was next to her. The other party's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a cold tone: "Where did you get that magic weapon just now?"
Wen Ying was in a very bad mood at the moment, and her tone was extremely blunt, she mocked lightly: "Is this a question from Fairy Xie Yi?"
Ding Jieyi had no choice but to adjust his expression and tone, "... If I read correctly, the attack hidden in this magic weapon belongs to a friend of mine, it is very special."
Wen Ying remembered that she used the magic weapon that Karma gave her to protect her body, which was designed to counter ghosts. The magic weapon that can seal up the attack method is undoubtedly very precious, and it also consumes a lot of energy for him to seal up the moves. He thought that after experiencing the ghost banner, he was worried that she would not have the means of attack and defense after switching to cultivation, so he made preparations for her.
Logically, Karma should have come to the secret realm with Ding Jieyi at this time, but apparently not this time. Wen Ying turned her mind slightly and asked, "Where is your friend now?"
"When I invited him, he agreed to go with me." Ding Jieyi looked at her and said slowly, "Later, he just wanted to find someone, so he separated from me and left."
looking for someone.
Are you looking for her
She was puzzled, but she didn't reveal anything, "Your friend is a Buddhist monk, right?"
"good."
She adjusted her posture with her back against the stone wall, and found that Feng Li was also looking at her. She glanced at her and said to Ding Jieyi with a smile, "I once had a spring night with a little master, and he gave it to me. Your Could this friend be the little master I know?"