What if I become someone else's golden thigh?

The search of the gods did not stop, and Jiang Li's celestial eyes glanced over from time to time, and the gods from all walks of life were dispatched on a large scale, and there was a lot of movement.

The phantom transformed at the northern foot played a role in luring the enemy. The soldiers of the Protoss gathered, and most of the teams rushed to different ranges, pursuing in vain.

Some phantoms have already started fighting with the generals, loud shouts, thunderous gongs and drums came down from the sky.

Not many people pay attention to this mountain forest now, and no one goes into the mountain to search, but Bailiyi just can't help but worry.

The Sorcerer King didn't care at all, he had already let go of all his guard.

Beilu is quite confident in his own spell.Even if Jiang Li stood in front of him, he would definitely not be able to see through these disguises.There is absolutely nothing to worry about.What's more, the Protoss people above their heads were all confused by the specter, except for Jiang Li who still didn't give up, and the Celestial Eye was still scanning back and forth in the mountains.

Their hiding places are safe.

After Beilu's explanation, Bailiyi was still a little skeptical.Seeing that he was still worried, Beilu simply cast a silencing spell.Whatever the protoss do is very noisy, it's fine if you can't hear it.

Then, with Bailiyi in his arms, Beilu began to close his eyes and meditate.

Sleep is also very necessary for monks.Excessive energy consumption requires sleep to allow the body to recover.

Fatigue quickly pushed Beilu into a deep sleep, his body relaxed a lot, and his breathing became long and soothing.

Bailiyi wanted to leave his arms, so that Beilu could sleep more peacefully.But as soon as he moved his body, Beilu frowned and tightened his arms to hold him tighter.

He didn't want to disturb Beilu to disturb his rest, so he stayed in Beilu's arms obediently, treating himself as a pillow.

In the dark and narrow secret room, the surroundings became silent, quiet and peaceful due to the spell, and there was a warm body beside him, and the other party was sleeping soundly.

Bailiyi didn't feel sleepy at first, but was infected by the environment.My mind began to empty, and my vision became blurred.The sound of Beilu's breathing was like a lullaby, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Baili Yi had a strange dream.

The dream was pure white, and the surroundings were empty.There is no sky and no earth.The white world is as quiet as if a silencing spell has been cast on it.

He just stood quietly in this space, motionless.Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

The other party has a handsome face, a slender figure, and white hair like snow. His figure looks a bit thin, and his complexion is not good.But those sharp phoenix eyes are indeed unforgiving at all, they are very fierce at first glance, and they are very difficult to provoke.

That face became more and more familiar. After Bailiyi pondered for a while, he realized that the other person looked exactly like him.

But a discerning person would not mistake them.

In addition to the similar appearance, the difference between the other party and oneself is very obvious.

Except for the eye-catching white hair, the arrogance and evil spirit between the eyebrows and eyes of the white-haired man is also not in Bailiyi.

For a moment, Bailiyi thought that the other party could not be the original owner. The moment he thought so, the white-haired man shook his head with a smirk on his lips.This smile looks a bit like Beilu.

He knew what he was thinking and answered in the negative.

That person looked at him with interest, although there was a bit of joking in his eyes, they were all sincere and kind.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he said a few words, but Bailiyi couldn't hear them.

The white-haired man smiled at him, he didn't know where he conjured a snake-shaped soft whip, the other party looked at Bailiyi provocatively, and waved it with the whip.

The cold white-clothed man had an arrogant expression on his face, and he was flailing his long whip very flamboyantly. The simple whip technique combined with the light and dexterous body technique, this set of kung fu was very ingenious.

Bailiyi's gaze was attracted by him, and he watched the man's performance intently. A set of not-so-complicated whipping techniques had already been imprinted into Bailiyi's mind.

He is also a martial arts practitioner, and he admires the masters very much.

But admiration is admiration, but after the whip hit him, Bailiyi felt very unlucky and helpless.

Obviously can't hear anything, can't feel anything.Why can I feel the pain of being torn apart when the long whip hits me?

This is a strange world, and the behavior of the white-haired man is becoming more and more weird.

He not only whipped a whip for a hundred miles, but also transformed into a long whip, forcing him to practice whipping.

Bailiyi looked at the man's eyes, not daring to refuse.If he said no, the whip in the opponent's hand might attack again.

Although he looks exactly like himself, he has to say bluntly that the white-haired man in the dream is a pervert!

How can there be such a person who teaches the whip method!

The opponent demonstrated the whip technique once, and he practiced it several times.

Then, the white-haired man conjured up some unnamed monsters from somewhere, insisting that he kill the enemy with a whip!

Fortunately, Bailiyi knew some boxing skills, and his skills were not bad.In the face of monster attacks, you can dodge in time, otherwise you will be torn to pieces by these things.

There is no injury in the dream, but the pain will not be cut by half.

Bailiyi didn't want to be hurt by monsters, let alone swallowed by them, even in a dream.

Bailiyi also started to fight back, but those monsters could not be harmed by simple punches and kicks. This was a spell cast by the man in white, and he restricted the attack methods.Bailiyi had no choice but to raise his long whip and started to fight.

If it is a sword, or a dagger, it will not be so difficult.The soft whip was very difficult to operate. At the very beginning, Bailiyi suffered so much that the whip almost hit him.

In the face of difficulties and threats to life, people will burst out their potential, and Bailiyi quickly mastered the skill of long whip.

The white-haired man felt that he had mastered the whip technique, so the target of sparring could be upgraded. One monster became three, and then increased to countless.

Bailiyi was trapped in a dream, receiving harsh actual combat training, and fell into endless bitter battles.

"Barry! Baili?!"

I don't know how long it took in the dream, but Beilu's voice resounded through the pure white space, and the fighting stopped instantly.

The white-haired man had a playful smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was having fun with.

I saw the opponent turn around, shrunk to the size of a palm, and then disappeared into the dream with a "bang!"

Bailiyi opened his eyes, and met Beilu with a worried expression.

Beilu was woken up by someone struggling in his arms.He felt comfortable after sleeping, but Bailiyi was extremely tired.

In the dream, Bailiyi didn't remember how many monsters he had fought with. The pain he suffered and the physical strength he had consumed seemed to have become reality now.

Beilu was worried that something would happen to him, but he didn't know how to explain it.

Bailiyi didn't know who the white-haired man was, what if it was the remnant soul of the original owner?Although the person in the dream denied it, his intuition also told him that it was not the original owner.What if?

Therefore, Bailiyi didn't say anything.

Since Baili hoped that he would not intervene, Beilu also decided not to interfere.However, the Sorcerer King was still a little unhappy.

Before they had time to express their unhappiness, the Protoss entered the forest and began to search the mountains.

After a good night's sleep, the powerful Demon King planned to leave immediately, but Bailiyi's current weak state could not bear the impact of the phantom without a trace.

Without further ado, the Demon King carried Bailiyi on his back.He pressed the secret room button, opened the secret passage, and walked like a dark secret passage.