The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

Several people temporarily retreated into the chaos between dreams and the world.

Asked with eyes one after another: What should I do now?

The power levels of several people were equal, Liu Changji's attack could not hurt them, but blocked them from the dream world.

Fang Xiu looked impatient: "Then leave him alone."

Wenfeng smiled softly: "Changji doesn't want to be disturbed by others, we shouldn't wake him up forcibly."

Ling Chengze also had a nonchalant attitude: "Since he wants to stay here, let him stay."

They were left speechless one after another.

What the three of them said seemed to make sense.

But there is always some inexplicable thoughts in my heart, and it is difficult to just leave like this.

Under other circumstances, he might also choose to stand by and watch.

But he was the other person in Liu Changji's dream, and because he was trapped here, the other person would inevitably feel a little unbearable guilt.

Wen Feng gently squeezed Bai Yu's cheek: "In this situation, even if you want to wake up Chang Ji, you can't do it."

There was no way for them to destroy the star-studded dream fragments and find Liu Changji's body under such circumstances.

He frowned and thought.He was able to find Wenfeng, because there was an unbreakable oath between him and Wenfeng, and those vows were like thousands of thin and tough steel cables, tightly intertwining the two of them.

There is no spiritual connection between him and Liu Changji, how to find him?

When he wanted to find Liu Changji, what did he do?

Suddenly, with a flash of thought, he put his hand into the Qiankun bag and rummaged carefully for a while, and found a token in the corner that was shining brightly.

The leader of Huantian Peak.

He returned it several times, but he refused to return it no matter what, and then he left it alone and ignored it.

After taking a long breath, he knew how to find Liu Changji.

***

Brilliant molten light spilled into the high windows, casting golden half of the walls in the spacious and luxurious room.

On the bench carved with dragons and painted phoenixes, a tall and tall figure sat arrogantly and lazily.

Another slender and tall figure approached, straddled him, and offered an invitation to drive the hotness deep into the blessed land of the cave, and let him stir up the wind and the clouds in the fairyland.

The gorgeous eyes are stained with a gorgeous red, painful and joyful.

"Changji," the hoarse voiceless voice was panting hotly in his ears, deliberately seductive, "Wearing the wind to deceive me, you won't, right."

"He treats me badly, you won't, will you?"

"I want to kill him, you will help me, right?"

Liu Changji kissed her forgetfully: "Yes. I will do whatever you want."

……

Grasping Huantian Peak's Master Order tightly in their hands one after another, they walked alone in the gap between dreams and the world.

Numerous dream fragments surrounded him like light curtains, creating a path leading to the main body of the dream master.

Not long after walking, the eyes suddenly lit up, and a dazzling white light door stood in front of them.After passing through the light door, you came to a familiar bedroom.

He lived in this place a few days ago.

Liu Changji's body was reclining on the bench by the window, with well-proportioned muscles and bones, his smooth and powerful arms supporting his head, as if he was taking a lazy nap.

Sensing the intrusion of outsiders, he slowly opened his eyes, raised his mouth and smiled arrogantly: "I came to look for this seat on my own initiative again."

Successive eyes flashed sharply, and he looked at him: "Since you are awake, why don't you go out."

Liu Changji, like Wen Feng, fell into a dream while awake.

"I do not want to go out."

Liu Changji stared at him intently, and smiled lowly: "I plan to get drunk on Shukuangtu."

"I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

They walked silently to the bench and sat down.

"You who are here, sit here with me." Qingyue's voice teased, "It's not so far away."

Spread out the peak master's order in his hand one after another in front of him.

Liu Changji glanced at it indifferently, and then turned his eyes back to the exquisitely carved eyebrows: "I said, this thing has been given to you, and I will not take it back."

"That's fine." Withdrawing their hands one after another, they put the peak master order back into the Qiankun bag with an expression of indifference.

He moved his face closer and raised the corner of his mouth: "Since I took your things, I will also give you a gift."

"Close your eyes." Leng Yin smiled bitterly, "Changji."

Liu Changji was startled, his eyes narrowed to look at him carefully, and he closed his eyes after a few breaths.

With a bang, a gust of cold water poured down from his head.

The corners of the mouth remained unchanged one after another, and a hint of slyness flashed in the eyes: "This is how I woke up Fang Xiu and Ling Chengze."

Liu Changji laughed out loud despite getting wet all over.

There is only one person in this world who can't get angry at being so rude to him.

He laughed for a long time, and after a little relief, he asked, "What about Wenfeng?"

One after another, they still raised their mouths and smiled lightly, without saying a word.

Liu Changji sighed silently: "You still choose him."

After a moment of silence between the two, he got up and said, "Let's go."

Even so, he still has nothing to do with it.He took the initiative to come to him one after another, and he couldn't refuse any of his requests.

Only outside the dream world can he see more vivid and interesting expressions on his face that he has never seen before.

The dream dissipated, and there was an endless blue sea of ​​grass in front of me.

Wenfeng and the others came out first and waited outside. After a while, one after another and Liu Changji appeared.

Several people looked at each other, with a sneer of disgust at the corners of their mouths, and said nothing else.

After the four of them stood there for a while with their heads held high, Diesi tiptoed to Lian Lian's side, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked him what to do now?

They escaped from the place of delusion safe and sound, but the mirage has not disappeared, and the phantom of the building with constantly changing shapes is still standing across the only way to the northern border.

Diesi asked in a low voice: "How about we turn around and go back?"

She had long wanted to go back to where the gate was, but it was a pity that these powerful men had to go to the northern border, and they would escort her to the gate of vermilion heaven only when they turned back after achieving their goal.

Ask one after another: "How did those people pass through the land of delusion?"

Although many Nascent Soul cultivators with profound Taoism are trapped here, some people must have been to the northern border, otherwise there would be no records about the northern border monsters.

Diesi shook his head: "There are not many records about Zhu Huan's secret realm in Zhu Tianjie, but no matter the records of scenery or travel notes, they only record the terrain and monsters here. I have never seen such a detailed account of how to decipher the land of delusion." .”

She added another sentence: "In the classics, whenever the place of delusional thoughts is mentioned, it is said that this place is very scary. Once you enter, you will not be able to get out."

How many of them went in and how many came out this time may be unprecedented.

At this time, Wen Feng stepped closer, smiled gently at Chao Lian, "I probably guessed how to get rid of the mirage here."

He gently played with his fair cheeks: "It has to be cracked from the inside. It needs to go in again."

He slapped the donkey's hooves hard one after another, looked at him with narrowed eyes for a moment, and said indifferently: "Then why don't you go quickly."

Wen Feng hummed and laughed: "You have to accompany me."

Just about to refuse one after another, the teasing Yayin took a bit of seriousness: "You have to go in. The way to crack it is on you. I will explain it to you after I go in."

With a suspicious look on his face, his eyes flicked to Fang Xiu and the others.

The three nodded.Wen Feng was right.

Reluctantly curling his lips, he led Wenfeng's donkey one after another, stepping into the land of delusion for the third time.

The scenery in front of him changed again, and what was in front of him was another spacious street.

The sun is shining warmly, the wind is blowing, the catkins of the willows are blowing, and the streets are full of traffic and voices.

There are continuous buildings on both sides of the street, with high eaves and teeth, and the style of the high attic is slightly different from that in summer.

Looking at Wenfeng one after another: "Whose dream?"

It should not be his own.

"It's not yours, nor mine." Wen Feng gently clasped his hand tightly, raised it to his lips and kissed it lightly, "It's all the people who were once trapped here, the layers and intertwining of residual thoughts."

"The seven emotions and eight sufferings, no one can be spared. Everyone can't escape the obsession and delusions in their hearts."

Yan Lifeng looked affectionately at Xigu Shenai: "My previous thought was what I could not ask for in my heart."

She raised her mouth slightly one after another: "So, this street is a dream left by those people from the past?"

"For tens of thousands of years, many monks have been trapped in the place of delusional thoughts. They have disappeared, but their obsessions and delusions have been wrapped in the mirage here and survived. Various dreams are stacked and intertwined to form this city."

"Ordinary people will fall into their own dreams of mortals when they enter this place, and cannot come to this place." He smiled helplessly, "You are different. You are indifferent, ruthless..."

The fierce eyes of Qijue stared at him, and he immediately changed his words: "You have a solid mind, no desires, no obsessions, no regrets and thoughts of your own, that's why you came here."

"And my delusion is you. Now I will no longer fall into a dream that I don't want to wake up. You and I are connected with each other, and all I think about is you. Naturally, wherever you go, I will follow."

Wenfeng's glib mouth is too good at coaxing with sweet words.

He laughed helplessly one after another: "What should I do next?"

"This is a place of right and wrong. There is no need to do anything. Things will come to you. We just need to find a place to wait."

The two walked along the street for a while, and the street was lively and peaceful.

When passing by an inn, Wenfeng proposed to enter the inn to rest, maybe at night, something will happen here.

Nodding their heads one after another, they entered the inn with him, asked for a room, and planned to recharge their batteries and wait for the good show to begin.

——However, not to mention the evening, after three days, nothing happened.

The incident was not in the city, it was in this room.

Wenfeng, the tireless donkey, played with him for three days and three nights.

He was deeply suspicious, heard the wind talking nonsense, and deliberately tricked him into the inn.

Soaking in the bathtub one after another, lying weakly on the tall and thin shoulders, he didn't even have the strength to settle accounts with the other party.

Wenfeng waited for him to wash away the dirt in his body, and whispered sweet words in his ear.

"Regardless of the place of delusion or Zhu Huan's secret realm, I'm a newcomer to this place just like you. I don't have the ability to predict the future. I just speculate based on past experience. Even if I am wrong, there is nothing wrong with it."

"You can't blame me for that."

"As for this," he stood up and went deep into Taoyuan again, "when you left me two years ago, we had only joined together for three months. Before those three months, I had no experience at all."

"You can't blame me for that."

Grinding teeth one after another, speechless.

The rippling in the water lasted for a moment or two, and suddenly there was a commotion outside the window.

It seems that something happened on the street, the voices of several men kept cursing loudly,

Wenfeng looked innocent: "Did I not lie to you?"

The incident came to the door by itself, although it was two days late.

He was at a loss for words again one after another, and planned to get up and go out to check the situation.

Wenfeng pressed him tightly to his body, with a gentle expression and rough manner: "You have the heart to let me go out like this?"

He leisurely plundered everything in the fairyland, filled it with scorching heat, then casually put on his robe, and walked out the door slowly.

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