I have a portable space

Oswell turned his head to look at the image on the wall in surprise, and said proudly, "As expected of Meng Zhe, he is so powerful!"

But when she looked at the video, she only saw Meng Zhe stepping on the shore, nothing unusual at all.

Oswell looked at the old man angrily: "Grandpa, you are lying, why didn't I see anything by chance? You didn't want me to give up the idea of ​​helping him and lied to you, did you?"

The old man pampered Oswell's head: "You girl, how can you doubt Grandpa? Who would reveal his discovery to the outside, this is not a safe Qingyun!"

Oswell thought for a while and found that the old man was right

, maybe I was too impulsive, I didn't think of these for a while!
After finding nothing else, Oswell became listless again: "Grandpa, I'm so bored, is there anything interesting?"

The old man joked: "Why, don't you watch Qingyun's trial?"

"I don't want to watch it, it's not fun, besides, he has you watching, so I have nothing to worry about!" Oswell shook his head, his face was full of sleepiness caused by boredom.

"You girl, okay, I'll keep an eye on him for you, you go outside to play!" The old man's face was full of kindness, and after he laughed and cursed, he let Oswell go play alone!
Oswell cheered, and he disappeared in a flash!

After the old man disappeared in Oswell, the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "What's the matter with him, so many people from the University of Automobile Transport can help him!"

The old man exuded a brilliant heavenly power, and his face was full of majesty!

"Let me see where you are, but don't disturb my plan!" An ice crutch appeared in the old man's hand, and the crutch was pointed towards the void, and the scene of the entire manor appeared in the void.

The old man saw through magic that Oswell was running to the lake to fish alone, his face was full of joy.

Afraid of fraud, the old man increased the power of his spells and forcibly searched the entire world of the manor. As long as he sensed something was wrong, he would launch a storm-like intensive attack.

After feeling no other aura, a smile finally appeared on the old man's face: "Hahaha, finally, my plan is finally going to succeed~~"

But the old man didn't notice that a black shadow was standing behind him, watching the old man's every move expressionlessly.

By the lake, Oswell's figure was slowly fading, and after another moment, the figure had completely disappeared by the lake, and no one found her whereabouts.

Don't forget, she is an assassin as famous as Cang Hai and Meng Zhe, even better, after all, her cultivation level is at a level, and the success rate of assassination has always been [-]%.

She doesn't know how many such hidden spells there are, and it's not that she hasn't been to the small world where the Heavenly Dao is about to open. Although the Heavenly Dao in this world already has a guardian, because there are no masters in this world, the Heavenly Dao The strength of the guardian is not very good, which gives Oswell the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole.

The old man in the house hadn't noticed Oswell's disappearance yet, and he still kept a smile on his face that the plan was about to succeed!
Meng Zhe, who was in another space, was experiencing the baptism of meteors falling from the sky at this time. In the sky, clusters of fireballs the size of human heads were falling down like rain, and Meng Zhe had no chance to escape.

When Meng Zhe came ashore from the lake, he accidentally stepped on something. Meng Zhe didn't know what he stepped on. He thought it was just a small thing and ignored him, but what happened later made him regret it.

First, the ice puck was the size of an adult's head. The temperature on it was terribly low, at least thousands of degrees below zero, which slowed down Meng Zhe's movement speed to a minimum. As long as an ice puck hit Meng Zhe's head, Meng Zhe would be reimbursed directly.

Meng Zhe barely made it through with the blade of space.

Just when he thought it was over, a second wave of attacks followed.

Afterwards, a Mopan tens of meters in size descended from the sky, causing Meng Zhe to scold her.

The spiritual power in Meng Zhe's body is running out, at most he can survive this wave, if there is another wave, he will definitely explain it here!

After withstood Mo Pan's attack, he sat down on the ground exhausted, breathing heavily.

Before he could rest for a little longer, clusters of bright red came into his eyes, and he couldn't even stand up at this moment, let alone resist with the blade of space.

Meng Zhe smiled wryly: "Next time you go out, let's take a look at the almanac, it's too bad luck!"

Meng Zhe sat on the ground and watched the fireball getting closer and closer to him, his eyes were calm.

He pulled out the pen of purification that had been on his body all the time, and stabbed straight at the fireball.

What made him desperate was that when the pen of purification was poked on the fireball, the purification of the fireball could not be traced. Meng Zhe was not surprised that this happened. After all, this is a magic weapon of a guardian of the heavens. It's so easy to deal with.

Meng Zhe knew that no matter how much spiritual power he had this time, it was useless, because the density of fireballs this time was more than three times that of ice hockey balls, even if he could use the space blade, it would not help.

Just when she was about to go back to her stable space to hide for a while, he found that her stable space could not be opened, as if bound by some kind of rules.

Meng Zhe frowned: "Those people in the space must be very anxious, such as Lin Yingtong, the dumplings are cooked, but I ignored her, I hope she didn't lose her size!" Meng Zhe's face was full of worry, but he wasn't I was worried about Lin Yingtong, but worried about the other two. After all, Lin Yingtong became so domineering at some point.

Boom, the first fireball hit Meng Zhe's body, causing Meng Zhe to faint from the pain!
Boom~boom~boom, the fireballs scrambled to hit Meng Zhe, turning Meng Zhe into a burning man.

After a while, Meng Zhe was no longer visible in the flame, and the temperature of the flame had reached a certain critical value, and it was slowly shrinking.

After a quarter of an hour, a spar condensed by flames hit the ground with a bang, and inside the spar, Meng Zhe's figure loomed in the spar.

In the house of the manor, the old man laughed wildly: "Hahaha~hahahahahaha, I finally destroyed old man Zhang's plan, and with this, my plan will be completed!"

The old man waved his hand: "By the way, I want the little dream monster to help me complete that plan, so that I can hold both swords with one sword, complete my plan, and make the dream monster clan be grateful to me. I am so anxious." Hurry!" Just as he was about to transfer Oswell over with his spell, a cold dagger was pressed against the old man's neck!