The angry black dragon spread its huge bat wings that burst out with dragon tendons and squirted violently, and the long flames spit out and roared to the sky. Looking at the formation, the flames were about to spread and spray-

The brown-haired and blue-eyed cat-eared boy who had just saved Qingkong did not care about the pain in his shoulders, got up and protected Qingkong's body, trying to resist the impact of the flames for her.

Fortunately, Langdon arrived in time—

"Thunderous!!!——" He shouted, and a heavy hammer flashed with a lightning light, knocking the black dragon's head to the side, and the storm of the storm of Lan and Qingkong and the boy.

Feiluo also rushed over at this moment and shot sharp arrows at the flying dragons around him - "Thousands of arrows pierce the heart! Soul-Suppressing Song!!!--" The golden light accompanied by the rain of arrows, repelling the black dragon's attempt to pounce again.

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"Are you okay? Qingkong." The boy who protected Qingkong's body with his arms flashed with clear blue eyes and looked at her with concern.

"How do you know I am Qingkong?" Qingkong murmured in confusion as he looked at the strange face.

"I heard your cry in the fog, and then came here." said the cat-eared boy, "I can recognize your voice, I am Xu Mo."

Before there was enough time to reminisce about the past, the earth suddenly vibrated violently. From this point of view, the previous vibration was not only caused by the trampling and shock of these ancient dragons, but by greater force.

"Quick! Run towards the direction of the Rainbow Moon Stone! Run towards the fortress!!" Langdon rushed to Qingkong and Xumo quickly, helped them up, pointed to the most conspicuous main tower in his sight, and loudly instructed, "The Rainbow Moon Stone is a holy stone that can defend against evil things. It should be safe within its light range. No matter how these monsters rushed into the barrier, it is correct to run towards the holy stone!"

"Rainbow Moon Stone, Rainbow Moon Stone was robbed!" Before he finished speaking, they heard someone screaming like this, and they didn't know whether this was true or false.

"This is impossible..." Langdon and Philo sighed almost at the same time, "Lord Aes, the Prophet of the Guardians and the Rafael Guard should do their best to protect the Holy Stone. How is this possible?"

Before I could even delve into it, warm light swept across the cells in my body again, but this time it was different. Qingkong felt a pain in his heart, and then his whole body could not move.

The world in front of me shaking and trembling, then tear apart, then heavier and light feet, spinning...

-

The quiet sandalwood smell in the room soothes Qingkong's head, which was aching. Qingkong covered his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. The scene in front of him returned to the interior layout of the Japanese-style meditation center, but the old monk who should have been dozing in the middle of the room, Nolan and Witt, were gone.

"It seems like I've had a very strange dream..." Xu Mo covered his head and murmured and opened his eyes.

"So too." Qingkong looked at him with concern and said unconsciously, "Thank you, Xu Mo."

"No need to thank..." Xu Mo was still burying the state of trying to clean up his head, responding in a reflexive manner, then suddenly froze, looked up and asked her, "Did it be... Qingkong, have we really met in a dream just now?"

"It seems yes." Qingkong smiled at Xumo with a complicated expression on his face, "But what about the others? Why are Witt, Nolan, and the old monks who were before disappeared."

As she said that, she stood up and surrounded her. The quiet atmosphere showed an inexplicable strangeness at this moment.

Xu Mo also stood up from the cushion, looked around, and called "Nolan" lightly, but unfortunately no one responded.

Finally, the two of them kept their eyes on the banner hanging in the middle of the main wall—

"All things are the mind..." The four words of "Xings" whispering banners.

"The environment is born from the mind?..." Xu Mo immediately replied to the next sentence.

After speaking, the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be an answer in their minds, and there were more questions...

Xu Mo spoke first: "If we are in a virtual situation, what are the conditions for liberation?..."

"First, the consciousness needs to recognize its virtual identity, and then generate an immunity of virtual death event to destroy its own illusion body in the virtual world, so as to be liberated from the illusion world." Qingkong replied.

"So, on the first condition, can we reach an agreement?" Xu Mo looked at the only person in the room who had a conversation with him, "Qingkong, I think we must be still in the illusion!"

Qingkong was silent, and she was indeed hesitant in her heart... "Didn't we come out of that fantasy dream?"

"No, no, that's not a dream. How can we appear in a dream at the same time, recognize each other and interact with each other? This is unreasonable." Xu Mo shook his head, and the firmness in his tone gradually heated up. "That must be a virtual world that allows consciousness to enter, and a game world that can put both your and my consciousness into at the same time."

"Yes, even if you are right, we are indeed in the same fantasy world in that fantasy game world, but now? Now - we have come out of that place with flying dragons and magic, aren't we? Why are you still so sure that we are still in another illusory dimension?"

"Because, I believe that my sister Nolan, she will never disappear quietly without saying hello to me." Xu Mo looked straight at Qingkong's doubts, "At this point, I am enough to be sure that if there was no majeure event, then we must be in another illusory world."

The sky breathed heavily.

"If you still have doubts, at least I have reached the first condition and realized that I am in an illusory space. Now, I need you to help me achieve the second condition - I can't kill myself, so Qingkong, please kill me." Xu begged in a plea.

"I can't do it!" Qingkong replied almost immediately, "What if... what should we do if... we are not in the game? I can hear my own heartbeat, I can feel my breathing, I can smell the sandalwood in this room, this world is too real... If, if all this is not fake... Then wouldn't I kill someone?!"

"Xingsky! If you want to be a qualified fantasy hunter, then try to kill me!"

"No! I can't do it!!!" Qingkong covered his head and squatted on the ground.

This time, it was Xu Mo's turn to sigh heavily: "So that's it." He pondered for a moment and suggested, "Then let's go together to find evidence that this world is fiction?"

As he said that, he bent down, put one hand on her shoulder to comfort her, and the other reached in front of Qingkong, signaling her to get up.

Feeling the temperature of the palm on her shoulders, Qingkong slowly calmed down her excitement. She slowly raised her head to meet Xu Mo's encouraging eyes, and finally slowly reached out to hold the helping hand.

The two walked out of the meditation center together and followed the corridor tacitly towards the simulation center. Along the way, no colleague met.

Through the blue light corridor leading to the glass sphere hall, the door to the simulation center was closed tightly, and the sky pushed it again and again, but there was no response.

"It seems that it is still in a state of closure?" she muttered.

"Let me try it." Xu Mo walked up and tried to push it, but there was no response.

Qingkong looked at him helplessly: "Forget it, change the place."

"Wait a minute." Xu Mo's hand had no intention of moving away from the door. At this moment, the four big words "all things are the mind" appeared in his mind in the center of the Zen room...

[All things are the mind, and the environment is born from the mind.]

If this world is truly as confirmed as I have, and the four words "all things are only the mind" are the biggest tips provided by the organizer, then...

Thinking of this, Xu Mo closed his eyes and concentrated all his willpower to imagine - just this morning, when he entered the simulation center - he walked into the glass hall as if no one was there, and saw the cracks like spider-webs on the glass wall.

With a "click" sound, accompanied by a sigh from Qingzhang, Xu Mo opened his eyes and the door to the simulation center was completely opened.

"Look, this is one of the evidence that this world is just an illusion."

Xu Mo said, and walked into the hall first. On the way forward, he picked up a BrainStation game helmet from the ground without hesitation, and walked towards the cracks on the glass wall. Then he waved his hand and smashed the helmet heavily on the cracks. He kept his mind in his heart, silently chanting, confirming that this was a wall that would break if it would be tapped a few times.

Just as the clear sky followed, countless cracks began to spread rapidly to every corner of the glass sphere in the simulation center with spider web cracks as the origin. The whole room began to be gradually enveloped by the Mangbai before the glass shattered. Then, with a "rake" thunderous sound, countless glass fragments fell from the air.

Qingkong screamed and covered his head and squatted down. During this squat, the whole world seemed to have become a slow motion process.

A figure was slowly approaching her, and she knew that it must be silence.

Amid the scattering of glass fragments and the collapse of the world, Xu Mo said to himself in his ear: "Come on, it's time for us to go back."

A ray of light rose from the soles of feet, emitting a dazzling light, surrounding the two of them together with the fragments of glass flying around, making it impossible to open their eyes.

Qingkong felt a hand holding his head-held arm and pulled her deeper into the ground.

She believed it, she had completely believed that it was nothing more than an illusory bubble.

So, she let his strength be hindered without hesitation and allowed herself to be swallowed by the light.

"Jump!"
Chapter completed!