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Chapter 82 The Magic Sword Protects the Flower in My Palm (18)

Underground Labyrinth.

Si Zhuo smiled coldly, Yuhua slept peacefully in her arms.

"The dream you weaved and painted has trapped his consciousness. You say you can't do anything?"

The demonic energy trapped in the Dreamweaving Beast gradually ignited flames, and the Dreamweaving Beast's cry became more miserable, but there was no burning smell, but a more intense aroma.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'm going to die, I really can't do it, it's him who stays in it...it's him...you can't blame me..."

"Woooooo...Xiaomeng is going to die..."

Si Zhuo frowned slightly.

What the dream weaving beast said does not seem to be a lie.

Yuhua said that Yunhuang fell into the devil, which is his obsession.

It is indeed very possible that he himself does not want to come out.

But why?
Around is Si Zhuo, and her thoughts are a little confused. Now Yuhua is indulging in an illusion, that is, in that Changshou Town.

What exactly did Yuhua experience in this so-called Longevity Town, which led to obsession in her heart, trying to find a way to resolve the obsession in the illusion?
Also, where is Changshou Town?
From the perspective of the plot, Yuhua entered Changshou Town in the secret realm of Yunhuang, and experienced various accidents in Changshou Town and fell into the devil.

That longevity town should be in Yunhuang.

But now Yuhua follows the steps of her previous life, and what she enters is Changshou Town in the illusion.

Could it be that in his life, because of her traveling together and the series of differences of not eating the spiritual fruit, he never entered the real Longevity Town?
Was it the obsession left over from his previous life that caused him to indulge in illusions?

Or, Yuhua's past lives were also Changshou Town in the fantasy world she entered?
If so.

Is Changshou Town simply a non-existent place?
Messy, too messy.

"Is there a bug in the plot?"

Si Zhuo's head ached and she couldn't help asking Tianxiu.

Tianxiu spread her hands, looking very helpless.

"The plot you received was filled in by the creator. The creator will not fabricate it, but it is likely to ignore it or hide something."

For example, what is Changshou Town? In the plot, Changshou Town was directly written, so at first, Si Zhuo thought it was a town in the Yunhuang Secret Realm.

But after Yunhuang.

Not only is the painting style weird.

And there is no sign of Changshou Town.

"Let the creator give the complete plot to the emperor."

Si Zhuo didn't have the patience to play guessing riddles, so she said directly to Tianxiu, and Tianxiu's expression became even more helpless.

"The creator of this plane is permanently offline, and my envoy can't contact her for the time being."

"Ok?"

Si Zhuo was puzzled, what the hell is a permanent offline?

Tianxiu cleared her gossip voice.

"Ahem, I heard that's the case..."

"Each plane has a creator of each plane, creating the world is the creator's profession, and they rely on this for food."

"But this world is obviously...unconventional. The development of the plot is as weird as copying and pasting. Naturally, there is a problem."

"Of course, this is not necessarily a problem with the creator."

"It's probably the problem of Ji Hua's soul fragments. He reincarnated in this world and messed up the plot, just like you."

Tianxiu gave Si Zhuo a pointed look.

Then said.

"Anyway, this kind of plot caused public outrage. The creator was sprayed, received tons of blades, and then..."

"Slit your wrists with a blade and committed suicide?"

Si Zhuo thought of the word "permanently offline", and couldn't help guessing that the idea was very dangerous.

Tianxiu gave her a white look, "No."

"Ok?"

"She switched to selling blades and got rich, so she didn't want to be in that business anymore."

As Tianxiu said, Si Zhuo had black lines all over her head.

"..."

This Creator is really...

witty.

Make the most of it.

Zero cost, high yield.

What a good deal!
"So, ancestor, you can only rely on yourself."

Tianxiu spread her hands and said, it is also very helpless.

"..."

Si Zhuocao has no words and wants to destroy the world.

She took a deep breath, and once again focused on the Dreamweaving Beast, the only clue now was it.

"Take me to meet your master."

Si Zhuo ordered in a cold voice to the Dreamweaving Beast.

The Dreamweaving Beast trembled, gritted its teeth and said nothing.

Yuhua was in her arms, the situation was unknown, Si Zhuo had no patience, and directly burned the dream-weaving beast.

The Dreamweaving Beast howled in pain, becoming more and more weak.

"Aww, it hurts, it hurts, I'm almost done!"

"If I don't say it, I won't say it!"

"You bad silver...I won't let you hurt the master...you burn me to death...bad silver..."

Si Zhuo sneered, and the fingertips condensed silver light, which was not the power of the Demon Emperor.

Since she didn't say it, she searched for the soul.

After searching, she didn't care what happened to it.

Just at this time.

A wave of spiritual power passed by, like a spring breeze passing through.

The demonic energy and flames around the Dreamweaving Beast had dissipated, and it was lying softly on the ground, its wailing already very weak.

"What Xiaomeng said is true, please be merciful, little friend."

A gentle and ethereal voice came, and the dream weaving beast was lifted off by spiritual power.

It's the ancestor of Hegui!

Si Zhuo didn't bother to complain, the old man, mouse spirit, or earthworm spirit he imagined turned out to be a woman.

She was holding Yuhua, a big man, and she was able to walk like flying, and quickly caught up with that spiritual power.

I don't know how many teleportation arrays I stepped on.

The place I finally arrived at was a basement study.

The stone door creaked open, and what came into view were bookshelves on two walls and a simple bed.

On the bed, sat a woman in Tsing Yi.

In other words, the white skeleton in green clothes, with nothing under the clothes.

There was a lamp next to it, and in the faint light of the fire, there seemed to be a figure.

"Are you the ancestor of Hegui?"

Si Zhuo raised her eyebrows, her tone was slightly cold, definitely not friendly.

"Exactly."

A wisp of remnant soul in the soul-locking lamp.

He Gui's gentle and ethereal voice came out.

Si Zhuo has no time to care about other things.

She looked at Patriarch Hegui coldly, "Let his consciousness out, don't tell me, you can't help it..."

His tone was serious, and his killing intent was raging.

He Gui sighed softly, his tone somewhat helpless.

"There are many people in the world who are addicted to dreams and cannot extricate themselves. They are all willing to sink. How can outsiders wake up those who do not want to wake up?"

The burial place of Crane Gui.

Naturally, it will not really let people go unimpeded.

The Dreamweaving Beast set up the "Haunting Dreams" dark fragrance array in the underground labyrinth, and those who entered the array immediately fell into a dream.

He Guiben was a cultivator who was one step away from ascending to the ascension.

As her contracted beast, Dreamweaving Beast should not be underestimated.

Except for some extremely determined people.

All will sink in the dream.

What should stay will stay forever.

It's time to erase the memory and throw it out.

Yuhua is different.

The obsession is too strong, and the strength is also strong.

He insisted on staying in the dream, and the Dreamweaving Beast couldn't do anything about him, and Hegui, who had been sitting for many years and had exhausted his soul power, couldn't do anything about him either.

"He's been here twice."

"I forced him to wake him up once, but I didn't expect his obsession to fall into the same illusion again. I couldn't wake him up again..."

Si Zhuo's eyes dimmed.

"twice?"

　Did you learn to direct?
　　Yaojing always feels that his two-day update, one chapter from Xiaohua's perspective, and one chapter from Sizhuo's perspective, have a sense of parallel montage, don't you think so?

　　In addition, Yaojing also wants to sell blades to get rich.

　　_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)