Chapter 174 A dream

Style: Fantasy Author: Threat to its own kindWords: 2545Update Time: 24/01/11 22:22:33
"It seems that extending your life to this day is the limit." This was a man's voice, very low.

"Yeah." A female voice responded calmly.

"If I could get the news about Wujiang Shoudao earlier, if I could find another way, I would..."

The girl's index finger gently touched the man's lips, blocking his words.

"Brother, you have obviously done enough. You have helped me extend my life for nearly two hundred years." The girl in a gold-rimmed white robe gently hugged the man.

"I have been very happy with my brother these years." The girl pressed the man's arms and stared at him with full eyes.

"So, cheer up, brother!" The girl waved her little fist and smiled like a flower.

The man frowned when he heard it, but quickly unfolded it silently.

"Huh..." The man took a long breath and forced himself to smile.

"Let's take a look at this world again."

He took her away, visited the market, saw the mountains and forests, and walked through the sea of ​​clouds.

Finally, the man asked: "Is there anything else you want to do, little fox?"

"There's not enough time." The girl said with a bright smile from the heart, leaning on the man's back.

At this time, her face was pale. The tone was still cheerful, but there was a deep sense of weakness and powerlessness.

"If you still have any wishes, just tell me. Even if you can't do it now, my brother will find a way to help you realize it in the future!"

The two of them were sitting back to back in a sea of ​​flowers. The man raised his head slightly and leaned lightly on the girl's shoulder, his voice slightly muted.

Looking at the sky, the man suddenly felt his eyes were a little sore. He snorted in his heart: This sunshine is really dazzling.

The girl was silent for a moment.

She knew that her brother didn't like her sensible appearance.

He likes to see her willful, he likes her making trouble in front of him, he likes: she asks him for things...

"That……"

The girl turned around and held the man in her arms. She lowered her head and whispered in his ear:

"Just allow yourself a fantasy."

…………

"What kind of illusion do you think is the strongest?"

No one answered.

"Manipulating people's hearts? Promising beautiful dreams? Twisting thoughts? Destroying souls? Eternity?"

There seemed to be fluctuations in the endless chaos.

"Indeed, these are all child's play. The real illusion, the real strongest one, is something that makes people unwilling to leave even if they realize it is fake!"

A ray of light lit up, and the Qianmai Demon Fox suddenly opened its eyes.

"Mu'er!" it exclaimed, wanting to confirm the current situation and Jinchen's condition.

"Huh?" Under an ancient tree, a girl wearing a white robe with gold trim suddenly stopped.

Then, she showed a bright and unusual smile.

"Yeah, I'm here," she responded.

Hearing that familiar voice, Qianmai Demon Fox breathed a sigh of relief.

"How do you feel now? Did that move just now have any impact on you?" Qianmai Demon Fox asked again.

"Xiao Qian, what are you talking about?" The girl condensed her spirit body and appeared in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. She tilted her head slightly, blinked her cute big eyes, and asked.

Looking at the girl in a white robe with gold trim in front of her, Qianmai Demon Fox felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

A name clearly emerged in its mind, a name it couldn't believe:

Lin Nianci!

…………

"Jinchen?" Witch Jinchen looked at the empty dark space and shouted.

"Jinchen Jinchen Jinchen..."

Voices floated back from all directions.

"This..." The witch turned around and looked behind her, seeing a deep darkness.

She changed direction again, and it was still chaos and darkness.

She raised her eyebrows and lay back, her body floating there strangely.

"Ha." She smiled and turned over. She was still floating.

Judging from the angle just now, she should be lying on her stomach now.

Just changing the angle, she still seemed to be lying flat in the void.

It's the same up, down, left, and right, that is to say, there is no direction and no gravity here.

The word "Jinchen" she just shouted still echoes in this space, as if it will never disappear.

The direction is indistinguishable, and time seems to be completely non-existent.

Is this the end of time and space?

Jinchen and Xiaoqian didn't know where they were. No, it should be said that luckily they didn't come together. This place is too weird.

At this time, the witch had not yet reacted. Just when her thoughts were racing, the voice she had just shouted had quietly disappeared.

Then, a tall woman wearing a black robe embroidered with fluorescent blue flower patterns appeared silently below her. She raised her head and looked at her lying there quietly.

"Are you my descendant?" After looking at the witch Jin Chen for a long time, the woman in black robe finally spoke.

And her question immediately frightened the witch who was still relaxing just now to sit up.

"Who are you!" Witch Jinchen tensed up, half-crouching in the void, and looked at the woman below with vigilance.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and the woman's figure disappeared. It was as if she had just seen it wrong, and the sky remained eternally dark.

"Yes, it's genuine." The woman's voice came from behind, and Witch Jinchen quickly turned her head.

I saw that the mysterious woman lifted up a strand of her bloody hair and looked at it.

"You, what are you doing!" Witch Jinchen blushed and quickly pulled back her hair with a flick of her head.

She pulled her hair forward and hugged her, took a few steps back, and looked at the woman with some shame and anger.

Wait, shame and anger? Why does she feel ashamed and angry? Logically speaking, she does not have such emotions. Is it true that he will be assimilated if he stays with Jinchen for too long?

The woman didn't reply, and in a flash she came to the witch Jin Chen.

She stretched out her index finger, pointed it between the latter's eyebrows, and gently stroked the complicated scarlet pattern.

The witch wanted to retreat, but found that she couldn't move. She could only silently press her eyebrows, and she was so angry that she almost cried.

"You are a consciousness born from the method I created, and you don't even recognize me?"

The woman retracted her fingers and stared quietly into the witch's bloody pupils.

Her eyes were like black gems, still dazzling even here.

"Yingbone flower, black satin robe, you are the third generation leader of the Demon Sect, Mo Lianqing!"

Thinking of the woman's actions just now, the witch finally shrank her pupils and revealed the woman's identity.

"Yes." Mo Lianqing nodded and admitted his identity calmly.

"But, Master Leader, how could you, ouch!"

Mo Lianqing tapped the witch's head lightly with his knife, interrupting her words.

"Sir, you are calling me too unfamiliar." Mo Lianqing said with a smile.

"Well, let me think about it, you are a consciousness born from the method I created. From this point of view, I can barely be called your mother~" Mo Lianqing clapped his hands and said, like an innocent children.

Ah, this... there was a rare look of embarrassment on the witch's face.

But looking at the glowing eyes of the woman opposite, she didn't have the guts to refuse directly.

"Then..." The witch composed herself and spoke word by word: "Mother, please~"

After saying the last word, she felt like her face was burning.

"Good boy, good boy." Mo Lianqing touched the witch's head and said happily.

"Why does my mother appear here? What is this place?"

After calling the exit the first time, it's easy the second time. Although her cheeks were still hot, at least she wasn't as shy as she was at the beginning.

"I have already overcome the catastrophe and become an immortal, and the witch's blood transformation is my original method. So, is there a trace of my will power left in this secret method? What's so surprising? Here, it's just a fusion of consciousness It’s just a place made.”

It doesn’t matter if the consciousness remains in the secret method, this remaining consciousness can still form its own space!

At this moment, the witch finally realized something. That is:

The person in front of her is the real supreme immortal.

(Lin Muyin’s ten realms of immortality when he was on Planet Gaia: Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, emptiness training, integration, great achievement, transcending tribulations, and true immortality.)