"Ah! Poof!" At this time, Feng Cang in the cave spat out another mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood was larger than the previous one, probably because she had suffered internal injuries.
"Holy girl, why are you vomiting blood again? Did something happen?" Lianxian nervously supported Feng Cang and quickly helped her.
Feng Cang was so angry that he clutched his heart and quickly stopped arranging the illusion. His face instantly turned pale, "That bitch Xu Changle, she broke the illusion and slapped me. Please inform Lianyu and kill her quickly.
Also, help me find Wuyou!"
Chang Le, who was by the river beach, saw that the illusion in front of her slowly disappeared, and she realized that everything before was an illusion and not real.
Why are there things like mirages and phantoms of people here? They should be artificial illusions, better than filming TV.
If everything just now was false, then Chu Wuyou was definitely not here, and she had to continue looking for him, fearing that something would happen to him.
Next, she searched almost the entire river beach, but failed to find Chu Wuyou.
And tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival night, when mushroom spirits will come out, it’s time to catch mushroom spirits.
As she was walking, she suddenly noticed footsteps coming behind her. The footsteps were very light and there was a slight breath.
No, someone is following her!
I heard that the man's steps were light, his breathing was light, and he was following very quickly. From the sound of his voice, I knew he was a master.
Just after she took two steps, she suddenly raised her dagger and turned around, facing the woman who was staring at her coldly!
Who is this but Lianyu? Behind her were two ruthless female killers, and Lianyu herself had already twisted her face into a cold expression and glared at Changle, "Xu Changle, today is the day you die, what do you think?
Was the scene good just now?"
"It was you who tricked me! Tell me, where is Chu Wuyou?" Changle was immediately nervous about Chu Wuyou's situation, but he had already gathered a ball of spiritual power in his palms.
Judging from Lianyu's posture and skills, she is estimated to be above an eight-star martial spirit, and her strength should not be underestimated. The two powerful female assassins behind her are at least seven-star.
Feng Cang was really afraid of her and sent three masters to kill her.
However, she is also a six-star martial spirit now. If she really wants to fight them, she probably has little chance of winning in a hard fight. She can play tricks on them.
But if the three of them attack together, she will definitely lose. She has to find a way to separate the three of them and deal with them one by one.
Lianyu sneered and said in a deep voice: "What is the prince doing? Didn't you just see it?"
"That's fake, not real. Don't try to trick me! Don't think that I don't know your tricks. I've already played this little trick, hum!"
In fact, Changle didn't know what the trick was, but she just said it as a love story.
Sure enough, Lian Yu glanced at Chang Le suspiciously, and raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "Have you ever played in Illusion? With a little warrior like you? That's such a big statement! Even my saint daughter played with the help of spiritual power.
"Two times, for a little person like you, let alone playing, this is the first time for you to see it!"
Fantasy!
Changle finally understood what the previous scene was. It was a fantasy. She had never been exposed to it before, but she had heard a little bit about it. It seemed to be a fictional dream place.
But what exactly it is needs to be explained by Lianyu.
"Your saint is not the only one who knows how to make fake things like this. I can do it even if I don't have spiritual power!" Chang Le narrowed his eyes confidently and looked at Lianyu coldly.