Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Since that night, Gu Hansheng's actions have become much more secretive, but he still hasn't given up the idea of ​​pursuing Yan Wenmo, and he's even become more clingy.

Yan Wenmo felt that the warning that day was not strong enough, otherwise, the other party would have given up.

Yan Wenmo yawned lazily and began to doze off on the tree branch. Gu Hansheng sat under the tree and looked at Yan Wenmo, who was resting on the tree trunk with his arms folded. He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong in the first place? !

Perhaps he shouldn't have let the Demon Lord destroy the Yan family. If nothing had happened to the Yan family, she wouldn't have become like this, a look so strange that even he found it scary.

What would happen in her dream? Was it blood all over the sky, or a blazing fire, or corpses all around? Was it a demon king covered in blood, staring at her intently? !

He wanted to know, so he decided to spy on her dreams using a spell called dream entry.

To perform this technique, the demon cultivator needs to separate a bit of his own soul and try to put it into the soul of the person he wants to spy on, thereby entering the other person's dream.

This kind of magic was created several years ago by a demon cultivator who specialized in creating nightmares. He used this method to torture many righteous cultivators and scared them to death.

Because of this, he was targeted by those righteous monks and eventually besieged and killed, but this method was learned by Gu Hansheng by accident.

So, Shuang'er, what will appear in your dream? ! Is it a tragic scene of genocide, or anger and regret? ! Or both? !

Carefully separating a strand of his soul, Gu Hansheng transferred it into Yan Wenmo's consciousness, then closed his eyes.

What did Yan Wenmo dream about? In fact, it was not as tragic as he imagined. Instead, it was extremely peaceful and gentle, and even somewhat healing.

In her dream, there was an endless sea of ​​white flowers. She sat on a big tree in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, swinging leisurely on a swing.

It was a sunny day, spring was in full swing, and the flowers were fragrant. She sat lazily on the swing, letting the breeze brush across the corners of her clothes and skirt, quiet and silent.

Perhaps she sensed someone appearing, and her eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of Gu Hansheng. Then, with a wave of her little hand, the soul that entered her spiritual consciousness to spy was driven out.

Covering his forehead suddenly, Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo who was still sleeping in embarrassment. He always felt that his understanding of her was too insufficient!

Her dream was actually like this?! Was it actually like this?! Then, she… Before this thought came to fruition, Yan Wenmo, who was sitting on the tree branch, suddenly opened his eyes and then jumped down from the branch.

She quickly left the place and ran towards the north. This sudden change attracted Gu Hansheng, so he followed her.

In the lush forest, Xuanyuan Jing looked around with a solemn expression. In her arms was Ouyang Xian, who was seriously injured and unconscious. The reason why she was here was because they were going to the Far North to pick a spiritual herb called Bingpo Grass.

They had escaped danger all along the way, but a few days ago, perhaps because they were unlucky enough, they actually encountered a demon cultivator who was in the late Mahayana stage.

Ouyang Xian originally had the ability to escape, but because he was too weak, he was targeted by the demon cultivator, who held him back, resulting in him being severely injured and unconscious by the Mahayana demon cultivator, while Ouyang Xian himself was unharmed.

From then on, Xuanyuan Jing began the journey with Ouyang Xian to escape from the pursuit of the evil cultivators.

It was a bit difficult for her to deal with this Mahayana demon cultivator alone. Fortunately, she encountered dense forests along the way, and she could control the growth of plants. Therefore, although the past few days were difficult, they were far from despair.

But today, the demon cultivator brought his companions here, which resulted in her, who had just cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, having to deal with three Mahayana stage cultivators. Not only was she unable to do so, but she was also stretched to the limit.

Xuanyuan Jing held Ouyang Xian tightly, who was about to break free from his arms, and fled in the forest at an extremely fast speed. Even so, the group of people behind him still chased him relentlessly.

Quickly dodging the darts flying from behind, and deftly avoiding the attacks from the side, Xuanyuan Jing jumped anxiously in the woods, wondering why the eldest brother and the others hadn't come yet after so long since the communication talisman was sent out?! Was there something delaying them?!

At this moment, there was a loud bang from behind. Upon hearing the sound, Xuanyuan Jing's running speed slowed down instantly, and even his expression became happy.

It's the senior brother. He's so powerful. It must be the senior brother. Thinking of this, she looked at Ouyang Xian, who was still unconscious in her arms, with guilt, and said softly:

"Brother, the eldest brother is here, he will definitely be able to save you"

But she didn't know that the person who came was not Shangguan Zhi, but Yan Wenmo, who came after hearing the noise.

Yan Wenmo didn't know that the person being hunted was Xuanyuan Jing, nor did she know that Ouyang Xian was seriously injured and unconscious. She just heard the noise and came to see what was going on, and found that several demons were hunting down one person.

Judging from their attire, they seem to be from the Bloodthirsty Hall. I think they saw a lone righteous monk, so they wanted to kill him and take his blood to improve their cultivation.

Thinking of this, she took out her Broken Moon Sword, but before she could draw the sword, she saw Gu Hansheng standing in front of her without saying a word.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the three men seemed to be attacked by a huge force and flew backwards uncontrollably, crashing into several large trees behind them and breaking the trees in half.

"Are you OK?!"

Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo with great concern, his tone trembling a little. God knew how scared he was just now, afraid that the Mahayana demon cultivator would beat her to death with one palm.

However, Yan Wenmo just glanced at him, then walked up to those demon cultivators, drew his sword without hesitation, and took the lives of several people.

"Brother, please save our third brother, he..."

An anxious voice mixed with tears came from behind, but it stopped abruptly. Xuanyuan Jing looked at the strange man and woman in front of her in astonishment. After hesitating for a long time, she spoke with disappointment:

"Thank you very much...thank you both for saving my life."

Hearing Xuanyuan Jing's familiar voice, Yan Wenmo was stunned for a moment, and then he belatedly remembered that Xie Xiaofeng had said that she and Ouyang Xian were going to the Far North to pick Ice Soul Grass.

In this case, they must have met these guys on the road and were being chased. If I hadn't shown up, Xuanyuan Jing would probably be in great danger by now.

Thinking of this, she walked up to Xuanyuan Jing, looked at Ouyang Xian in her arms, carefully identified him, and then comforted him:

"Don't worry, it's just that the Bloodthirsty Palm's Qi force hit his heart meridian, causing blood congestion and hypoxia and coma. It's not serious."

As she spoke, she placed her hand on Ouyang Xian's chest, and streams of spiritual power emerged from her hand and invaded Ouyang Xian's body, expelling the energy that was surrounding his heart meridian and restoring his heartbeat to normal.

As the blockage in the heart meridian was removed, Ouyang Xian's originally pale face gradually recovered. He opened his eyes faintly, looked at Xuanyuan Jing's joyful expression, and said weakly:

"Junior sister, run away quickly!"

Seeing him speak, Xuanyuan Jing hadn't spoken yet, but Yan Wenmo beside him said sarcastically:

"I say, how long do you want a girl to hold you, Ouyang Xian, do you have any sense of shame? Come down as soon as you wake up!!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Xian, who was still weak, seemed to have heard something stimulating. His face flushed and he gritted his teeth and said:

"You're talking nonsense. I was attacked by someone, that's why..."

As he was speaking, he saw Yan Wenmo, who was wearing women's clothing and a veil that covered himself tightly, struggling to stand up from Xuanyuan Jing's arms, and then pointed at Yan Wenmo and said in horror:

"No way, you are really a woman?!"