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Chapter 80 The Magic Sword Protects the Flower in My Palm (16)

She had known for a long time that there was something wrong with the fragrance of this product, and for some reason, it was of no use to her.

And this dream weaving beast.

I don't know that the donkey is poor.

Still no clue.

It even kept releasing fragrance to her.

The fragrance is extremely smelly.

The same is unacceptable.

For her.

It's like farting.

Thieves smoke people.

Si Zhuo took its hand and took it a little further away.

Eyes full of disgust.

"..."

Let, fart? !

The Dreamweaving Beast, which seemed to be on the verge of death, trembled all over its body, stared at its small purple eyes, and kicked its legs indiscriminately in anger.

"That's not fart!"

"It's the fragrance of this spirit beast!"

Si Zhuo looked at it coldly, and the flame continued to approach it, with a ruthless expression on his face, "I don't care whether your fart smells good or smelly, be obedient and don't play tricks."

"..."

The dream weaving beast wants to cry but has no tears, and it's not a fart!

Si Zhuo didn't look at its pitiful little eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Take me to find Yuhua."

"Also, are you the contracted beast of the Hegui Patriarch?"

"After finding Yuhua, take me to meet your master."

Dreamweaving Beast's small round eyes flickered a few times, wondering what it was thinking, and then looked at its scorched fur weeping.

"I'm ugly, you bad silver..."

Si Zhuo sneered, and started talking nonsense again.

The flame immediately ignited its fur, and the Dreamweaving Beast was trembling with fright, kicking its short legs desperately.

"No, no, there he is! There he is!"

The Dreamweaving Beast straightened one calf and pointed in one direction. There were still a few strands of scorched black hair on the leg.

Si Zhuo's eyes were cold and cold, this was the opposite direction she sensed.

Of course she believed in herself.

"It's really there, there is a teleportation array!"

Si Zhuo temporarily turned off the fire, turned around and walked in the opposite direction, letting the Dreamweaving Beast plead and struggle without letting go.

"Don't play tricks on me."

Si Zhuo walked in the opposite direction as it pointed, Dreamweaving Beast struggled to no avail, and started talking nonsense again, not sure if it was diverting attention.

"Bad Yin, what's that in your head?"

Si Zhuo ignored it.

When she first came in, she was unprepared, and she might have seen a few memories, and after she realized it later, she would defend the conscious world.

Dreamweaver talked to her on its own.

"The things in your mind are so strange. I saw a big black iron box. You sit in it, and it can take you away!"

It presumably says cars.

Si Zhuo still ignored it.

"I also saw a person who looks very similar to Immortal Yuhua, sitting with you in an iron box, and you are so close to each other."

Si Zhuo still ignored it.

"Why did you take off his pants..."

The dream weaving beast's voice sounded very ignorant.

Si Zhuo's eyelids twitched and he pinched it, "What mess did you see?"

"Aww, it hurts!"

The Dreamweaving Beast started howling again, its childlike voice was very pure, but the words it said made people want to strangle it to death.

"The light is so dim, I can't see clearly, but I hear, hear your bad silver..."

"You made him cry..."

"..."

Si Zhuo gave it a cold look with the knife.

Using force with his hands, he cast a spell to seal its mouth before it could yelp.

"Stop listening to things that are not suitable for children."

Seeing something bad, I saw a car within a car!
The Dreamweaving Beast was suffocating its tears, and it was weak to kick its legs. The whole beast was so miserable that it was so miserable.

Si Zhuo's ears finally became quiet.

It's a pity that she can seal the mouth of the Dreamweaving Beast.

Tianxiu couldn't be sealed.

"Tut tsk tsk, you made him cry~"

"You are bad silver~"

"You are a big bad silver~"

Tianxiu choked out her throat, took out a small handkerchief from somewhere, and waved the handkerchief like the girls in the Goulan courtyard.

Seeing that pretentious look, Si Zhuo almost vomited out the last night's meal, and his temples throbbed.

"...Shut up, don't think that this emperor can't cure you."

Si Zhuo glanced at it coldly.

Tianxiu pretended to cover her mouth, but her small eyes seemed to be saying:
Ouch, I am so scared~
You big bad silver~
"..."

Damn bad silver.

Also, what the hell is crying?

That is clearly the mouth of love!
Si Zhuo complained in his heart, when suddenly he stepped on the ground, and a familiar feeling came over him.

She stepped on the formation again.

Before it was passed away, Si Zhuo quietly forced a wisp of devilish energy into the Dreamweaving Beast. The Dreamweaving Beast, which seemed to be dying, didn't seem to notice.

If it dared to run, she would remotely "remote control" it to kill it.

It was a whirlwind again, the experience was too bad, but luckily Si Zhuo didn't get dizzy from the formation.

In the next instant, Si Zhuo saw it.

in another hole.

Yuhua lay quietly among a pile of bones.

He was motionless, as if he didn't feel anything, his white clothes were covered in bones, and his already fair complexion seemed closer in the faint light of the night pearl.

The whole person seems to be integrated with the bones soon.

Si Zhuo's heart skipped a beat.

Bind the Dreamweaving Beast with magic energy and threw it aside.

She stepped forward quickly and picked up Yuhua from the pile of bones.

"Xiaohua? Yuhua?"

Si Zhuo lowered her eyes to call him, but Yuhua didn't respond, her face was calm and very peaceful.

At this time, a spiritual power that did not belong to it erupted from the Dreamweaving Beast, and it was so powerful that it instantly broke free from the shackles that Si Zhuo casually imposed.

Si Zhuo's eyes turned cold.

"Ouch-"

The Dreamweaver let out a scream.

The magic energy that was quietly sent into the Dreamweaving Beast's body just now really played a role, and this guy wanted to run away.

"If you don't want to die, I will take back this little trick you used on him."

Si Zhuo hugged the unconscious Yuhua, and stood among a pile of bones. The dense white bones were under her feet, making her look like she had the killing spirit of a million corpses.

White bones pave the way, chilling the cold.

Black demonic energy raged on the Dreamweaving Beast.

The Dreamweaver screamed incessantly.

"Wow! It hurts, it hurts, I can't help it, he can't come out by himself, and I can't wake him up!"

The grievance in Dreamweaver's heart.

The "Soul and Dream" dark fragrance formation has long been set up here, and it will be tricked when it comes in. If Yuhua didn't volunteer, it wouldn't have the strength to make him fall for it?

It doesn't understand either.

Why would someone not want to come out of that kind of dream? !

Yuhua passed out here, which is related to the fragrance of the dream weaving beast.

There are records in ancient books of spirit beasts such as Dreamweaving Beast, and I have some impressions in the sliced ​​mind, but this kind of spirit beast is said to have been extinct long ago, and Si Zhuo doesn't know what it looks like.

As for ability, as the name suggests.

Use the intoxicating fragrance to invade the world of human consciousness, weave and paint dreams, and make people fall asleep.

Those corpses around were probably the deaths caused by being trapped in a dream and unable to get out.

People never wake up.

The physical body naturally dies slowly.

The most hairy thing is.

Some people still smile when they die.

Obviously died in a dream.

Still a sweet dream.

It really died silently and unconsciously.

And when Si Zhuo first questioned the Dreamweaving Beast.

The dream weaving beast's answer is——

"Yuhua is in a dream!"

　Xiao Hua: Why do I always live in a dream?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)