Sure enough, any practice is just talk on paper and everything should be based on actual practice.
Jiang Nai walked slowly in the white mist with a smile on her lips.
The Guixu sword was suddenly held in her palm.
A faint yellow dragon-shaped totem hovering around the sword body seemed to be attached with a layer of golden light, flickering brightly and dimly in Jiang Nai's hand.
Both wings are spread out, the dragon's head is held high, and cloud patterns surround its body.
This golden dragon seems to be about to take off.
Jiang Nai clung to the sword of Guixu and wandered aimlessly in the white mist.
As I walked, I stopped and turned my head to look into the depths of the thick fog.
She smiled and struck that direction with a sword energy.
The white mist was instantly broken by a sword, and a dark ghost-like shadow instantly "squeaked" and fled into the distance.
"Why are you running? Didn't you bring me into my dream?" There was a hint of condensation on her lips. She moved her sword at will, and a sword light chased towards the shadow like a broken bamboo.
"Ah!" Que Wumeng was almost frightened to death by this sword.
She really didn't expect that the person introduced into the dream could actually fight back against her.
And this fierce blow almost shattered her entire sea of consciousness.
The extremely fierce attack caused Que Wumeng to flee deeper.
"Haha." Jiang Nai smiled and followed him towards the thick fog.
"Even your master may not be able to defeat me."
Jiang Nai sneered, "Just you?"
It's really too bold.
As soon as the little girl jumped, the man rose up out of the air, drew a talisman in front of him and chased after him.
Que Wumeng had nowhere to escape, and now she could only feel her sea of consciousness churning.
Must exit!
Now that he had the intention to retreat, Que Wumeng didn't waste a second and directly drove Mengying to retreat outside the dream realm.
However……
A little late.
An illusory moon-white figure suddenly appeared in front of the black shadow of Que Wumeng, and pointed out with his hand.
Que Wumeng was immediately shocked and felt that he could not move at all.
The feeling of the sea of consciousness being pulled apart and the secret of the dream gradually being stripped away is quite terrifying.
Que Wumeng panicked and quickly begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, please spare my life."
Jiang Nai stood aside and watched with cold eyes, naturally unable to stop him.
These people lured her into dreams again and again, and she almost let them succeed before when her cultivation level was low.
If you have deep hatred and deep hatred, don't blame her for fighting back.
"What do you want to do?" Before the words came out of his mouth, Que Wumeng felt a savage tearing sensation coming from the depths of his consciousness.
She shook her mouth in panic, barely able to spit out a complete byte.
"No……"
"Nana, if you devour the secret of her dream in your dream, you will definitely be able to improve your own secret."
Jiang Nai's smiling eyes curled up, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of light quickly flashed past, transforming into a giant dragon's head in the middle, and he swallowed a cloud of white mist in front of his eyes into his belly in one gulp.
The dragon head swayed and rushed to Jiang Nai's side, and the bits and pieces fell into her palms.
The little girl's eyes were full of smiles.
Nai likes people who come from thousands of miles away to give gifts the most.
Nai would be embarrassed if everyone was so polite.
"puff."
In the living room of the small courtyard, the woman opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, all of which fell on her chest and skirt.
The two maids were shocked when they saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help, "Miss."
"How are you, Miss?"
Que Wumeng's eyes were filled with huge waves, and he grabbed the back of the maid's hand, "Let's go, let's go!!"