Aunt Liu frowned, "No matter what, don't let her discover that we are all sand bodies, otherwise it will heighten her vigilance."
"Okay." The uncle nodded in agreement and changed the subject slightly: "However, the fact that the overseas woman cannot be copied must be reported! Because this may cause chaos in the 'rules' of our mortal world."
Aunt Liu could not deny this, and said in a deep voice: "I will go after the foreigner first, and you can go back and report it."
After that, her fat body revealed countless grains of sand, and then her shape and face changed into another new image.
At this moment, Aunt Liu looked like a pretty girl.
From Aunt Liu to Miss Liu.
The uncle raised his hand slightly, and he turned into the image of a middle-aged man. After he looked at her, their eyes met, and each understood what the other meant, and he nodded.
"good!"
After hearing this, Miss Liu disappeared and followed Yunzheng's breath. The middle-aged man who stayed in the same place quickly walked out of the alley.
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the other side.
Yunzheng had just sensed the aura of her friends. If she guessed correctly, they should be in Micheng.
However, she had just teleported to the source of the aura. When she looked up, she found that there was no trace of them here at all. However, she keenly discovered a clue.
Yunzheng's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly. She noticed that the smell of poisonous powder remained in the air, and there were traces of attacks on the ground.
This proves that someone is chasing Xinglan and the others!
It shouldn’t have gone far yet!
Yunzheng's eyebrows turned cold, and he immediately followed their scent left in the air.
At this time, in a small inn in Micheng, three people broke into a guest room, and they quickly restrained their auras.
The clothes of the three people were stained with blood and some sticky bloody sand. These sands were the blood spattered after the sand bodies in the world were injured. After a long time, they turned into blood-colored sand and stuck to their clothes. superior.
In the guest room, the three people looked solemn. Among them, the man in purple approached the window, raised his knuckled hand and slightly opened a gap by the window, observing the situation outside.
Sure enough, a group of men in black really appeared outside.
The group of men in black frowned, seeming to sense the auras of Feng Xinglan and the others, but they seemed not to, because there was a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air. Today happened to be the Flower Appreciation Festival in Micheng, on the streets, by the lake, There are flower trees planted in every yard, so there is a strong fragrance of flowers.
The people in black looked at each other and decided to go further to investigate.
"Walk!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people in black fled.
After they left, the boy with the high ponytail in the guest room breathed a sudden sigh of relief. He pulled up a seat at random and sat down.
"These sand bodies must be crazy. They have been chasing us. If the people in this city were not ordinary mortals, they would definitely overturn the entire town to look for us."
When Yan Chen heard this, he fell into deep thought.
This place is called the mortal world by the sand bodies, but it is not really like its name. It is not all inhabited by mortals. Instead, a large part of the 'people' are sand bodies.
Only a small percentage are truly mortal.
But these mortals don't know that they are often dealing with sand bodies with mysterious powers.
It's really strange to think about it.
Mu Yin sighed deeply, "Brother Shen, Brother Lan, should we take a rest now, or should we leave this inn and escape immediately?"
Hearing this, Feng Xinglan looked at Yan Chen silently.
Yan Chen said slowly: "Let's rest for two hours."
"Two hours?" Mu Yin heard this, thought about it carefully, and decided: "Then I will enter the dreamland first and fight with that fake sand body!"
Speaking of this, Mu Yin couldn't help but laugh happily, "I have to say that fighting that fake sand body will greatly improve my actual combat ability."
Feng Xinglan glanced at him and said slowly: "If you are beaten hard, your strength will naturally increase quickly."
Mu Yin: "..."
Yan Chen's eyes darkened slightly, he raised his hand to close the window tightly, and then turned to look at Mu Yin.
He said slowly and seriously: "Ayin, you can lose, but you can't keep losing. The stronger you are, the stronger the fake sand body will be, so you must think of surpassing the fake sand body when fighting. The days will pass day by day, and although you have become stronger during this battle, if you still cannot defeat the fake sand body, you will never be able to get out."
Mu Yin was stunned when he heard these words.
After a long moment, he nodded solemnly.
"Brother Shen, I understand."
Feng Xinglan's brows were clean and cold, and he lowered his eyelashes: "We have been trapped in this place for too long. I don't know how Zhengzheng and the others are doing now?"
As soon as these words came out, the guest room fell into silence.
Yan Chen's mood was complicated. Except for Zheng Zheng, everyone else in Fengyun Team was dragged into the mysterious space. He, Lan, and A Yin were all together. What about the others?
Zhengzheng found out that seven of them were missing and would definitely keep looking for them.
Mu Yin suddenly asked: "Is what the middle-aged man told us a few days ago credible? Did he really help us become gods? Let us escape from this mysterious space?"
"It's not credible." Feng Xinglan's tone was slightly cold.
Helping the three of them become gods is just to take away their earthly souls. This sounds unreliable.
Yan Chen's face couldn't help but become more solemn, "The ten-day appointment he told us is coming in seven days. We have to hurry up and defeat the fake sand body in the dream. That middle-aged man gave me a very good feeling. Danger……"
At this point in the conversation, Mu Yin's expression froze, and he felt that he could no longer waste time.
He quickly dodged to the bed in the guest room, closed his eyes, calmed his mind as much as possible, and tried to sleep.
After Feng Xinglan and Yan Chen looked at each other, Yan Chen stepped towards the soft couch.
Yan Chen lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with steady breathing.
Feng Xinglan, on the other hand, was watching over them alone. From time to time, he would open a small gap in the window and observe what was going on outside.
After a while, Mu Yin and Yan Chen both entered the dream world, saw the sand bodies pretending to be them, and started fighting again.
Feng Xinglan held the sword in both hands and leaned his back slightly against the wall by the window. His handsome face was full of calmness.
The whole person's temperament became distant and indifferent.
He leaned quietly for a long time, his eyes changed slightly, and he looked towards the window with cold eyes.
Someone is coming outside the window!
He habitually defended and counterattacked. Just when he was about to raise his sword and stab the window, the sound coming from the window suddenly changed his face.
