As he spoke, the servant rushed out with him.

...

As the saying goes, Chen Lingfeng also encountered a happy trouble at this moment.

Sitting among a pile of gold mountains, he smiled foolishly, and from time to time he picked up a handful of golden coins from the celestial girl to throw them toward her head like a flower.

Listening carefully to the crisp and pleasant sounds of the collision of the gold coins, Chen Lingfeng said in disbelief: "Damn it, can I be dreaming?"

As for this, he lay on his back with a smile on his face and said comfortably: "No matter how much he has, if it is really a dream, then let me not wake up in this life. I want to count the money every day to live!"

The four words "unwilling to wake up" are now lingering in the hearts of Mo Yutao, Xu Qingfeng and Shen Lingfeng.

However, compared with their current situation, it seems a bit unpredictable to be in the situation there.

A darkness enveloped Xiao Yang. The feeling of not seeing his five fingers could almost suffocate him. He had never experienced this feeling of despair in his life.

At the same time, the faces of countless people began to appear in his mind one by one. Looking at the faces that were extremely clear in his memory, Xiao Yang only felt that he had fallen into a huge vortex at this moment and could not extricate himself.

...

"Oh, what's going on with these guys?"

Huang Man'er looked at the few people who were motionless in front of him and asked curiously.

The old man Kongxu frowned and then walked forward quickly to check.

At this moment, the strange red light flashed again.

Seeing this, the old man Kongxu hummed proudly.

"Hmph, just a psychedelic technique, I want to interfere with me?"

After saying that, he took the opportunity to rush towards the red light that was spreading.

A fierce gust of wind stormed out from his palms, and in an instant it dispelled all the red light that had washed away, and even the mist surrounding it became surging.

At this time, Huang Man'er walked to the old man Kongxu and asked in confusion: "How could there be a psychedelic technique here?"

Old man Kongxu shook his head. Although he was strong, he was not omniscient and omnipotent.

"The psychedelic technique does not have much effect on us, but it has a great impact on them. Let's not talk about those, save people quickly!"

Immediately, he quickly walked to Xiao Yang's side, and pointed a sword at the latter's eyebrows heavily.

At the same time, Xiao Yang, who was in the darkness deep in the depths, suddenly felt a pain in his eyebrows, and then his consciousness became drowsy. When he came to his senses, his surroundings had returned to normal.

After looking at the smiling old man beside him, Xiao Yang was filled with heart and asked, "What's wrong with me just now?"

The old man Void raised his eyebrows proudly: "Boy, you just gotten into the art of disillusionment. If I hadn't helped me, I would have been obsessed with this art for the rest of my life!"

"Disappointed?"

Xiao Yang was stunned. He had never heard of such a magic.

Seeing this, the old man Kongxu on the side also explained: "This technique is extremely dangerous and can make people sink into what they are most persistent and unable to extricate themselves!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's eyes couldn't help but look at Mo Yutao and others, and they saw a look of greed on their faces, as if they were immersed in a beautiful dream and would never want to wake up.
Chapter completed!