Bai Shaoyan glanced at the black flame that had burned to the bracelet around Bai Lian's wrist.
The black flame was unusual and could not be seen by Lin Xi, but she could see it clearly.
She smelled an unusual smell from the flames, and her brows furrowed deeply, interrupting Lin Xi's thoughts at the moment, and said in a cold voice: "Someone is interfering with the dream!"
Lin Xi suddenly raised his head and said resolutely: "This is absolutely impossible!"
Although the dream killing technique she casts cannot control the content of the world that occurs in the dream, she is the master of the technique. Even if she wants to interfere with the dream, she needs to use her own hair to tie a red thread before she can do it.
Four taels can exert the force of a thousand catties.
It was really hard for her to imagine that anyone else could so directly transcend her spiritual world, penetrate into her dream space, and interfere with her dreams so directly.
This is simply a fantasy!
"There is nothing absolute in the world. Just because you don't know it doesn't mean that 'it' doesn't exist."
Outside the tree hole, a low and pleasant voice was suddenly sent in by the distant wind.
Lin Xi couldn't see, and could only feel the air blowing slowly around her body, and the soft, cloud-like touch of clothes across her face.
She couldn't feel the breath of outsiders in the cave, but the unknown visitor had no intention of hiding his presence.
Lin Xi could know that there was a person standing close to her.
Bai Shaoyan stared at the black-robed woman in front of him with a pair of frosty eyes, and spoke in a low voice: "Who are you?"
The young tiger lying in front of the stone wall also stood up straight and looked at the woman with deep eyes. His dark blue eyes were hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.
Lin Xi didn't seem to care about the identity of the other party, because she knew that even she couldn't sense the existence of the shadow, and her strength must be higher than all of them.
If the other party had murderous intentions at this moment, an underage Yinglong would not be her opponent.
She just asked in confusion: "What did you mean when you said that just now?"
The woman in black robe squatted down, pushed away Lin Xi's fingers with her lowered fingers, replaced them, and gently tapped between Balian's eyebrows. Under the black hood, she moved her thin lips slightly and said softly: "The world's schools of magic,
They are not formed naturally, but were created through the insights of ancient geniuses and strangers, who founded the sect and continue to this day.
This is the dream killing technique of Palace Master Lin Xi. Tracing back to its origin, it also originated from the unique skill created by Palace Master Lin Xi himself. Looking at the ages, before Palace Master Lin Xi created this technique, who had heard of this dream?
The art of killing.”
"Just because you haven't heard of this technique in the past doesn't mean that someone won't create it today."
After saying this, Lin Xi stopped saying anything.
Because she knew that everything said by the black-robed woman in front of her was not false. Through that finger, Lin Xi clearly felt that this woman's consciousness was continuously flowing into Bailian's spiritual dream world.
among.
If she hadn't personally experienced all this at this moment, Lin Xi would never have been able to believe that someone in this world could actually interfere with the dream killing technique she used.
Although Lin Xi didn't know where this woman came from or what her purpose was, she could feel at this moment that she didn't seem to have any hostility toward Balian.
She kindly reminded: "The dream robbery he is experiencing at the moment is extraordinary. If the girl uses her spiritual consciousness as a bridge to force herself into the dream, her own spirit will suffer terrible backlash. It is very likely that she will be trapped by his quagmire.
The dream is deeply dragged into it, and the spiritual consciousness is trapped forever, making it difficult to wake up."
The woman in black robe lowered her eyes and calmly glanced at the broken red thread on the ground. Her voice was gentle and clear: "Using the hair thread as a medium to connect the dream, trying to pull him out of the inner demon of the dream robbery.
It's like trying to pull a huge mountain with a hair.
This hair rope alone will have no effect on the mental calamity he has experienced, and even your voice cannot reach him."
After hearing what she said, Bai Shaoyan no longer persisted in asking her who she was. She looked fixedly at the mysterious black-robed woman in front of her, and the nervousness in her eyes was suppressed by her force: "You have a way to lead her?"
Return to the master?"
The woman in black robe fell silent and did not speak.
Instead, it was Lin Xi who spoke: "The whirlpool of the dream calamity is like a person drowning in a stormy sea. In the boundless broken space, all the order of time and space is disordered. Not to mention bringing the person back, it is to bring him back."
It’s extremely difficult for anyone to find it.”
The woman in black robe did not make any rebuttal to such remarks that poured cold water on her. She was silent for a moment, then took out a withered yellow grass from her sleeve with her left hand and handed it to Lin Xi.
"What is this?" Lin Xi asked.
Perhaps it was because of her slight lip-pursing action that under the black hood, her two beautifully shaped thin lips looked a little pale, but there was nothing unusual about her calm voice.
"This is sitting on dead grass. If I can't bring him out of the dream-killing tribulation, I'll trouble Lord Lin Xi to plant grass on his heart."
Lin Xi asked in confusion: "Why do you do this?"
Bai Shaoyan knew the effect of this grass, and said in a cold voice: "Withered grass, planted in the heart, can make the body wither and turn into wood. In a short period of time, the life will be completely withered and cut off. Once this grass is successfully planted in the heart,
Even the rumored magical fruit from the immortal tree cannot be saved."
As he spoke, Bai Shaoyan's eyes were extremely cold, staring at the grass.
But what's rare is that she didn't attack her because of this.
Because she knew in her heart that the condition for sitting on the withered grass was that this woman could not bring Balian out of the dream.
But the price of Balian's inability to break the dream-killing technique and wake up is not only borne by him.
Once this woman falls into a dream, if the victim of the spell cannot wake up, her soul consciousness will also stay in the dream spell forever, leaving an empty body outside.
And her intention of leaving this withered grass behind is obvious.
It's not directed at Balian.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But this woman knows that Balian's body has begun to demonize. If left alone, under the influence of these golden particles, his body will not be dominated by the soul.
His body will become a mindless beast.
She left the withered grass sitting there, but it was out of kindness to save the lives of Lin Xi and Bai Shaoyan.
Although Bai Shaoyan would not allow Lin Xi to plant this grass on Bailian, he would not arbitrarily embarrass this woman at this moment.
Lin Xi did not directly say whether she would use this herb or not. She put her palm close to Bailian's heart and felt it for a moment, then whispered: "The situation of Young Master Baili entering the Dream Killing Technique is more serious than I imagined. In less than half a day,
, his inner lamp has been forced out. If we cannot find him and successfully take him out of the dream before his inner lamp burns out, his soul will remain there forever."
Hearing this, the woman in black robe curled up her lips, smiled softly, and said, "It doesn't matter, I will find him."
No matter where he is, no matter how many years or dreams separate him, she will find him.
Looking at the light and shadow under the hood that cast a faint smile on the corner of her lips, Bai Shaoyan suddenly felt that when this woman said this, she was not serious, but rather had a touch of undetectable expectation.
It was like...she felt that it was a very good ending for her and her master to stay in that broken and devastated dream world forever.
When the woman's fingers were withdrawn from between Balian's eyebrows, a translucent spiritual thread was pulled out from between his eyebrows, wrapped around her fingers, and took root and grew into her body.
The woman in black robe quietly closed her eyes, leaned quietly against the stone wall, and fell asleep.
Bai Shaoyan looked at the woman in black robe whose face was obscured by the hood and remained silent for a long time.
Lin Xi, who noticed Bai Shaoyan's silence, smiled slightly and said softly: "Miss Bai, are you interested in this girl's appearance and identity?"
Bai Shaoyan retracted his gaze, his eyelids drooped, covering all the emotions in his eyes, and he said calmly: "If I want to know who she really is, I will use the correct method to find out the truth, and I will not take advantage of others' danger like this."
Lin Xi sighed softly and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Balian's cold cheek, "Now that the disaster has not yet come, why are you all thinking of throwing yourself into a trap?"
As she spoke, she tilted her head, faced Bai Shaoyan, and said helplessly: "It's better now, one oil bottle has become two now."
Bai Shaoyan's eyes fell on her pale face without any blood, he sneered and said calmly: "But compared to the two of them, your situation at the moment is not much better."
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The dream is profound, and the fragments flow backwards!
After many years, Yun Rong once again saw the devastated apocalyptic world.
The beacon smoke is billowing and the evil spirits are everywhere.
The earth's veins are exhausted, and the land is thousands of miles away.
There is only a vast river, flowing endlessly.
As soon as Yun Rong's body touched the ground and stabilized, she put her palms on her heart and summoned her heart lamp in advance without hesitation.
The heart lamp floated out of the body, and a dark red magic arrow shot through the air.
Yun Rong's eyes were slightly stern, and he controlled his heart light to dodge sharply.
She reacted quickly and clearly dodged it, but a layer of pitch-black mist condensed around the dark red magic arrow.
Just by passing by, the crystal-white heart lamp, which was like the first pure color of the soul in the world, was instantly infected with a color that resembled a stubborn disease and bitter poison.
The next moment, Yun Rong felt a chilly air reaching her heart and lungs, like a poisonous sharp needle, piercing her heart and even her soul.
As she lowered her eyes coldly, she could see that the area around her heart was already dripping with blood.
Yun Rong had already figured out who was interfering with the dream at this moment.
Think about it, in the entire world of six realms and in the vast sea of Kunlun, who else besides her can have such ability.
There is a lot of dust and smoke, and a roaring wind.
Yun Rong's black camouflage robe faded away at some point, turning into a black sword robe with long red sleeves. She raised her eyes and caught a familiar figure in her sight.
The moment she saw that familiar figure, the long-lost sticky feeling in her heart seemed to be entangled again, making her stomach churn and feel uncomfortable.
The beast-shaped white bones are like a mountain of bones, and the girl's slender hair is as thick and curly as waves. A touch of blush sways at the end of her eyes as she glances around. She has an evil and sinister charm. She stands barefoot on the terrifying white bones and is dressed in red.
As enchanting as blood, as wild as flames.
She glanced at Yun Rong from a distance, and showed the kind of soft, well-behaved and full smile that was common in her daily life.
The charming girl looked at Yun Rong with twinkling eyes. Her red clothes were covered with blood. From behind her head, a scarlet eye like a devil's eye stood empty.
As she raised her arms, the scarlet eyes turned into a long, narrow and enchanting long bow, which was placed between her arms.
Even the bowstring is made of the unintended black and red demonic energy. The demonic arrow, which seems to be both virtual and real, hangs between the strings, and the arrow points are facing Yun Rong from a distance.
The girl tilted her head, with a sweet, almost innocent smile on her face, but her pair of extremely dark pupils exuded a ghostly and insensitive fluorescence. Two fangs were exposed at the corners of her mouth, and she smiled softly: "Master Wife,
It turns out you are really still alive..."
She had a smile on her face, but there was a look of madness in her eyes: "As expected, what I'm saying is that Master, a thoughtful person like me, how could he not consider your options at all?
They have all been brought into this world. Pity me, disciple, but I have endured the pain of crossing a river and the pain of being burned for hundreds of lives before I have this opportunity to start everything over again."
Yun Rong looked at her and stood silently for a long time, with the fire filling the sky behind him, and letting the magic arrows in her arms face each other in the distance, as if he had long been accustomed to her crazy and extreme temperament.
Since A'luo's soul consciousness can appear here, it means that she was reborn with memories.
So even if she relives her life and starts all over again, can't she erase the hatred and persistence in her heart?
Her craziness is as good as ever.
A'luo was clearly reborn with memories. She had innate advantages that no ordinary person could match. She even took advantage of this advantage to eliminate dissidents, kill her father and seek her brother, and ascend to the position of Demon Lord in advance.
She is no longer the little abandoned demon who was bullied by others, nor is she the heretic evil demon who was rejected by the disciples of the Righteous Immortal Sect at the gate of Tianxi Sword Sect.
She possesses supreme power, and in the game of chess, she can gain the upper hand even if she has only one move.
But even so, she was still so crazy and crazy that she actually followed Bailian into the realm of dream tribulation.
She even gave up everything she owned in this world without any hesitation and wanted to devote herself to this, wishing she could be entangled with Balian forever.
Even if it's just a dream.
In this moment of completely out-of-control and shattered dreams, Yun Rong vaguely guessed what kind of method A'luo used to force Bai Lian to this point.
She stayed by his side all year round, and no one in the world knew better than her what the weakness of Balian's heart was.
It's his mother, Empress Zhongyou.
Oh, is this another cryptic scam?
Yun Rong raised her eyelids and allowed her polluted heart lamp to fly far away without any intention of recalling it to purify it. She looked at A'luo's face that was the same as in her memory but had long since changed beyond recognition, and said calmly: "You are always like this
As stubborn as you are, there are always many things in your life that you can't let go of. The person who deserved the disaster was not Empress Ying Ji, and the horrific and heart-wrenching death like a steel rope piercing your body was just an attempt by your father's subordinates to drive a wedge between you and your junior brother.
The plan, you know the truth, but you still don’t defend it..."
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