Li Xuanxuan knew from the first moment she saw Ying Tian: She had fallen into a dream again.
It has to be said that the 'Dream Catcher' is stronger than the 'Dream Catcher', or in other words, Ying Tian is stronger than Ying Lingfeng. No, no, Ying Tian himself is stronger than the one who possesses Ying Lingfeng.
Fortunately, before he came, Li Xuanxuan had already refined all the bones, which allowed her to realize something was wrong faster.
Of course, 'small retrospection' is also one of the important reasons.
The strange thing is that the 'small trace' is such an obvious thing, why didn't Ying Tian copy it into his dream?
Li Xuanxuan couldn't think anymore, Ying Tian had already walked out of the thatched house: "Li Xiaodao is so friendly!"
The positions of the two people at this time were similar to those in the dream.
And just like Li Xuanxuan had an extra 'little trace' on her body, Yingtian also had an extra thing in her hand——
"So this is the dream catcher."
It was exactly the same as the dream catcher she had seen in her previous life. Li Xuanxuan thought about it silently.
Ying Tian raised his hand and brought the 'Dream Catcher' in front of his eyes, "It's a pity that it is ruined now."
At this time, the 'dream catcher', the line in the circle has been completely broken.
After Ying Tian said this, he threw it back and looked at Li Xuanxuan. As he walked forward, he twisted his neck left and right:
"Originally, I wanted to give you a pleasure in my dream, but since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for being cruel!"
However, no matter whether it was Ying Tian approaching or speaking harshly, Li Xuanxuan had no expression on her face.
Ying Tian frowned slightly when he saw this. He stopped two steps away from Li Xuanxuan: "What? You thought this was a dream?"
"Ah!"
"If you really think so, that's fine. At least you can suffer less."
Li Xuanxuan looked at Ying Tian in front of her, her expression became more and more complicated, which made Ying Tian's frown deepen, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"What's your expression?!"
Li Xuanxuan sighed and said somewhat helplessly: "I think there is a sentence you said in the dream that is quite right."
"Oh, what is it?"
“Villains die from talking too much.”
"..."
After being speechless for a moment, Ying Tian no longer tried to delay, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, something suddenly fell on his head——
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
After several sounds rang out in succession, the two people on the field realized that a black bag fell from the sky.
Li Xuanxuan immediately jumped a step to the side.
When Ying Tian waited to see the faces of those black bags clearly, his face also turned dark. When all the black bags were dropped, and when the initiator slowly landed on the ground, Ying Tian couldn't help but said angrily:
"Xie Shixun, what do you mean?!"
Xie Shixun deliberately patted his dust-free hands, and then said to Ying Tian with some disgust: "I am helping Sect Master Ying clean up the garbage. Is Sect Master Ying's eyesight so dim that he can't even see this?"
Ying Tian gritted his teeth: "I didn't know that all the Nascent Soul cultivators in my Tianyuan Sect are actually rubbish?!"
Those black bags falling from the sky are all the corpses of Nascent Soul cultivators!
When Li Xuanxuan jumped away, she knew they were corpses, but she didn't know that these were the corpses of Nascent Soul cultivators.
If you look carefully, these people seem to be the same people you saw in the hall during the day?
Li Xuanxuan's body suddenly stiffened.
It’s not because of the death of these Nascent Soul cultivators, but—
How strong is Xie Shixun?
There are so many Yuanying monks, at least ten or more, but Xie Shixun can solve it by himself?
Moreover, there is no movement at all?
In addition, it was the same as before. As if he hadn't transmitted the message first, Li Xuanxuan wouldn't have known that he would be there soon.
What kind of cultivation level does Xie Shixun have?
Xie Shixun, who was guessed by Li Xuanxuan, now slightly raised the corners of his lips and directly responded: "Zong Master Ying is old and his hair has turned white. It is understandable that he cannot see clearly or understand."
Ying Tian: "..."
After closing his eyes and catching his breath for a while, Yingcai Tian looked at Xie Shixun again: "It seems that you are definitely going against me?"
Xie Shixun suppressed his smile, and his body tensed up instantly, "What? You are allowed to kill my disciples, but you are not allowed to kill a few of your puppets?"
(End of chapter)
