In the white sea of ​​flowers, an invisible wall blocked the two of them.

On this side of the wall is Feng Wuxin, and on the other side is Jiang Moyi who Feng Wuxin misses day and night.

Looking at the familiar face, she couldn't tell the difference, but her eyes that were pretending to be gentle and doting were not visible.

He looks like Jiang Moyi, but he is not Jiang Moyi.

"hehe!"

Suddenly, a woman's sneer came from Jiang Moyi's mouth. Although she was still Jiang Moyi's appearance, the person at this time had completely changed his aura.

"Feng Wuxin, I really doubt whether you really love Jiang Moyi."

The woman's voice echoed from Jiang Moyi's body in the world of flowers. The voice was extremely gloomy and full of contempt.

Looking at the face exactly the same as Jiang Moyi, Feng Wuxin half-squinted his blood-red phoenix eyes, and the light in his eyes still felt a little disappointed.

She was disappointed because this person was not Jiang Moyi.

But the question is, since the person in front of him is not Jiang Moyi, something will break into her dream.

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to care about who I am, but you should care about yourself."

The woman's voice was cold from beginning to end, and she was not afraid of how Feng Wuxin could treat her, otherwise she would not have entered Feng Wuxin's dream.

Feng Wuxin looked at the man with bloody eyes, his frowning brows deeper.

No matter whether it was a dream or a reality at this moment, she confirmed that she had never had any contact with this person. On the contrary, when she heard this person's tone, she knew something about her and knew something about her.

"Feng Wuxin, I advise you to be peaceful and peaceful. Don't be foolish about fighting for the first place in the Tianlist, and go to the Yuanwang. It is better to stay in Diyun Mountain and Ziyun to practice well."

The woman's voice came back. Although the words were persuaded to give up the idea of ​​going to the Meta-community, how could this make people uncomfortable no matter how you listen to it.

"My stay or stay has nothing to do with you, and it is in my dream."

Feng Wuxin in the real world doesn’t like being influenced by others, let alone in her dreams.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of flying swords emerged from all directions and flew towards the black fog. Just as the tens of thousands of flying swords were about to pierce the man's body, a black air suddenly spread out, and there was no trace of human being.

"Haha, with your cultivation level, you want to go to the Netherworld Purgatory. Don't overestimate yourself. I want to see what ability you have to win the first place in the battle for the Heavenly List."

The woman's voice disappeared with the black gas.

A sea of ​​white flowers returned to normal. Feng Wuxin, who was standing there, looked at the figure that had disappeared from sight, and his fists clasped under his sleeves seemed to be enduring something.

What is the origin of this woman dressed as Jiang Moyi? Why did she appear in her dream for no reason? Is everything intentional or unintentional?

Feng Wuxin was not clear or understood, but no matter what the woman said, she could not stop her from participating in the battle for the Heavenly List.

The same thing is said, only by achieving the first place in the Heavenly List can we go to the Metacommunity and go to the entrance of the Netherworld Purgatory to find that person.

If things don’t move forward like the direction they think, then there is only one way! In fact, Feng Wuxin had already thought about everything four years ago. During these four years, she achieved impressive results through hard practice, but no one guaranteed how perverted the masters who participated in the battle for the Heavenly List were. Perhaps there would be a person who could not match even her.

opponent.

If she really reaches that point, she has the only last solution!

Of course, the last method is to choose under helplessness. If there is a trace of hope, she will defeat the opponent ahead.

At this time, Feng Wuxin in the dream slowly opened his eyes, and the faint moonlight shone on his face, and two faint figures appeared in front of Feng Wuxin's eyes.

In front of the bed, Jiang Qingmo and Ziyun looked at me and I looked at you. When they confirmed that the black aura on Feng Wuxin's body completely disappeared, they felt relieved.

"I guessed that right. Every night when the yin energy is strong on the full moon night, the black energy will appear next to Xiao Wuxin. If you don't pay attention, Xiao Wuxin will fall into a demonic obstacle."

Fortunately, Wuxin resisted the temptation of the demon in his dream, so he was not pulled into the darkness.

Ziyun let out a long breath, and the same was true for Jiang Qingmo who was standing beside him.

At first, I didn't believe what Ziyun said, thinking that this guy was a complete pervert. After all, he has been Feng Wuxin's master for generations, and a bastard who cares about his disciples.

But now it seems that there is really a dark force that wants Feng Wuxin to fall into a demon.

If Feng Wuxin falls into the darkness, all the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jiang Qingmo glanced at Ziyun and swallowed what he wanted to say.

If Ziyun's cultivation had not been strong enough to a certain extent, only he could have led Feng Wuxin into the Tao, and he would not have let the two of them meet no matter what he said.

Just as the two were talking, a stronger and more cold air gradually filled the room, covering the two of them.

"Do you feel a little cold?"

Jiang Qingmo couldn't help but tighten the Taoist robe on her body. It was clearly summer, but why did she feel gloomy and cold?

"I have something to do and leave first."

"Want to leave?"

Just as Ziyun was about to leave with excuses, Feng Wuxin appeared behind the two of them at some point, and a very gentle smile appeared on her face. As for how gentle it was, she could guess at the expressions on Jiang Qingmo and Ziyun's faces.

Gulu!

Gulu

Ziyun and Jiang Qingmo swallowed their saliva, turned around and looked at Feng Wuxin who appeared in front of them. They looked at each other and smiled, and finally fell on Feng Wuxin's body.

"Xiao Wuxin, are you awake and get up in the middle of the night to relieve your skills? Then I won't disturb you."

"So too. This leader has not finished some things, so he will take his leave first."

Seeing that things were bad, the two of them were about to leave again, but the door when they came was blocked by Feng Wuxin and they could not leave at all.

"Showing in a woman's room in the middle of the night, you two big men, let's talk."

Feng Wuxin had already pulled out the Red Feather Sword from his hand. The blood-red Red Feather Sword was blooming under the moonlight, and the two of them looked even colder.

"That, that one, we are afraid that you will be in danger, so we came uninvited. You should explain it to him clearly, do you want to be beaten?" Jiang Qingmo kept urging Ziyun to explain the situation quickly and explain to Feng Wuxin the dark aura, otherwise both of them would be beaten up. He didn't want to be beaten when he saw Feng Wuxin just now.
Chapter completed!