Travel through the wonderful world of animals

Purple Fox used the fox clan's secret technique and successfully pulled the mute slave into her fantasy world, but she found that there was not a single orc she cared about in her world. Her world was dead silent.

In the endless swamp, occasionally some bubbles emerge from the mud and burst, making a popping sound.

The color of the sky is blue with a hint of gray, and the clouds are dark gray clouds.

He entered the secret realm of Purple Fox as a bystander, and frowned as he looked at the illusion of dumb slaves and lifeless creatures.

In reality, Yan Bingyun noticed a strange expression on the mute slave's face.

"Purple Fox?" he asked doubtfully.

"Master, her illusion is very strange. There are no living things, just a swamp." The purple fox, who was also lying on the ground, was in low spirits and broke out in cold sweat.

Yan Bingyun's face darkened, and he raised his hand to pull out the stone knife that was stuck in the mute slave's calf. The mute slave's whole body trembled.

Then Yan Bingyun struck again with the knife, and a strange and hideous smile appeared on the face of the mute slave.

"No, she...she..." Acid rain began to fall in the mute slave's illusion. The acid raindrops as big as beans fell on the dark green rotten mud, making a hissing sound and emitting smoke.

"The physical pain makes her mentally stronger, and she seems to be able to control the illusion at will..." Why does his secret technique seem to have no effect on females?

Zihu began to doubt his life as an animal.

Not working? Yan Bingyun looked down at the face that was smiling strangely and hesitated.

After thinking about it, as long as the mute slave was in his hands, there shouldn't be any trouble. Zihu used his secret technique three times in a row, probably because he was running out of energy. There was nothing he could do now, he could only control the mute slave first and talk about it tomorrow.

"Zihu, stop first, take a rest, and try again tomorrow."

Zihu wanted to get out, but something shocking happened: he found that he couldn't get out.

This discovery terrified Zihu: "I... this illusion... I can't control it..."

Yan Bingyun frowned, pulled out the stone knife once again and stabbed a few times. The mute slave smiled sarcastically, his muscles shaking, but his expression looked very much enjoying it?

Is this mute slave a masochist?

No wonder she has scars all over her body.

"Mute slave, your black bear beast husband has been killed by us. No beastman will come to save you." Seeing that the physical pain could not affect the mute slave's will, Yan Bingyun tried another method.

Sure enough, a complicated expression appeared on the mute slave's face. Just when Yan Bingyun thought that what he said had taken effect, he heard Zihu exclaim.

"Master, she...she had a vision of a Yellow Feather Priest..."

"Ask her everything about the black liquid." Yan Bingyun was delighted.

Zihu's face changed: "It's not me...it's her. She conjured up the Yellow Feather Priest. In this swamp, she is him."

Zihu didn't know how to describe it. The Yellow Feather Priest appeared in that depressing world with a look like a mute slave, and his mocking eyes smiled in one direction.

Which direction... Purple Fox stood as a spectator.

Zihu felt a chill all over her body. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she (he) seemed to be able to see him. Impossible, impossible...

A terrible thought formed in Zihu's mind, and he screamed in fear: "Don't let her die."

"What?" Yan Bingyun didn't have time to react, Xiu had already removed the mute slave's jaw with one hand. If Xiu was a little late, the mute slave would bite his tongue to commit suicide.

"What does she want to do?" Yan Bingyun and Xiu were both shocked.

Zihu's hands and feet were shaking with fear: "She wants to take away my secret realm, she wants to take away my body." What's more terrifying is that he can't control his own illusion now. The mute slave seems to want to trap Zihu in the illusion. She wants to replace Zihu.

The darkness was heavy and the situation was so unexpected that no one dared to speak out for fear that something terrible might happen.

Yan Bingyun gritted his teeth and reached for the black knife at his waist. There was no other way. This evildoer was too terrifying and he had to kill him.

Xiu held down Yan Bingyun's hand. Yan Bingyun looked at Xiu in confusion. Xiu shook his head and then took action. He punched the mute slave on the back of the head. The mute slave heard a dull thud and was knocked unconscious.

Zihu felt relieved, came out of his secret technique, and fainted.

Yan Bingyun was stunned. Is this all that is needed?

Xiu asked the orcs to tie up the mute slave and the purple fox and bring them back to the tree palace.

"It's late, Yun. Let me take care of the rest. You should have a good rest."

Yan Bingyun felt warm in her heart. Yes, she had five beastly husbands around her, and she was not alone. The series of accidents made her anxious and panicked. There were too many enemies and too many unknown things. She was afraid and her steps were disordered.

Yan Bingyun hugged Xiu, feeling the warmth of his skin and his unique scent on his strong chest. A feeling of security surrounded her, and at this moment she really didn't want to think about anything.

As soon as she relaxed, her eyelids felt heavy and her body went limp, Xiu caught her relaxed body and held his Yun up, she should rest well.

Xiu looked at the sleeping face tenderly and whispered, "Don't make yourself so tired, let us help you, my female."

The only thing Xiu answered was a long breath.