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Without the time for debugging, the opportunity for integration or even a kind notice, Xiao Yanyuan came to his dream or the place called the world of consciousness with some discomfort. "..."

There was a lot of fog, and the tone of this place was off-white, which reminded Xiao Yanyuan of a series of horror games developed by a Japanese company that he had played in middle school and high school.

I couldn't see anything except myself here, Xiao Yanyuan only felt a chill down her back but couldn't find the source, so she crossed her arms and walked forward step by step tentatively.

After some time, he suddenly remembered something and raised his palm to try to summon some plants to accompany him, but the surrounding fog did not change in any way. "..." Xiao Yanyuan sighed at the palm of his hand a few times and had no choice but to continue walking forward. When he was almost exhausted, the color in the distance finally changed a little.

He raised his eyes and watched the pale yellow light fly past in the form of an owl, but the speed of advancement did not increase as fast as among normal people, and he didn't come to that beam of light until the wings almost broke. forward.

this is! ?

Although it is not the same as the form of expression in reality, it is indeed in the element that has been felt in reality-light.

Because it was with Rex in the end...but where is the fire?Shouldn't we be together?

He reached out to try to touch the light, but it didn't feel real, at most it was just a visual effect.

Xiao Yanyuan was worried, and circled around the ball of light a few times but still couldn't figure it out.

Light elements that are a few steps away are perceived so-so, and others farther away are even more hopeless.

Xiao Yanyuan sat on the ground to rest and thought of a way along the way, but the progress fell into a dead end or the progress did not unfold at all.

"Alas..." If Qiu Yan had known that I was such a stupid and ignorant person, he would not have given me this method to get rid of the curse.

"Hehe, that's right, who do you think you are? Why didn't you weigh yourself when you meddled in your business?" Moti's voice came from an unlocatable direction in the distance, and the sarcasm was obvious.As if instinctively, Xiao Yanyuan stood up with a "squeak" and looked around, then retreated towards the light source.

The snickering came into his ears, as if he was whispering to a close person, Moti said: "Just such a ray of light? It can't stop my blood race, even if I'm just a trace of malice attached to your body, it's enough to pinch You're dead."

Like literature, Moti, the most common villain in film and television, is not in a hurry to kill Xiao Yanyuan. He still has a lot to say to Xiao Yanyuan, because he believes that the strength gap between the two sides is huge.

The eyes of the vampire whose hair was standing on end immediately turned red with blood. He restrained his fear and stretched out his two paws to swipe at Morti who appeared around the shapeless surroundings, but the effect was not obvious.

"You've got a lot of courage. I didn't expect you to be able to gather these main elements so smoothly. It seems that others are very enthusiastic about helping you, bitch."

Xiao Yanyuan: "..."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to insult you. Originally, there are many ways to achieve your goals on the road of cultivation. I don't have a mental cleanliness. I don't have as many things as those righteous people. After all, I can achieve my goals. Where? There are so many so-called conscience, human nature, ethics and other messy things."

"Why are you telling me these things? I don't agree with your philosophy, otherwise I won't mess up your plan." Xiao Yanyuan said almost self-defeating, and was picked up by the uncertain evil spirit in the next second , Moti, who was scattered like cinders all over his body, opened his sharp teeth and bit it out word by word.

"Yes, Blood Race, there are so many things you don't understand, so no matter what I say, you will reject it, but I am a reasonable person. Young people and children have this problem, and they never listen to what others say I never listen to what other people say." Moti looked helpless, although he was strangled, but the weakness of vampires is not here, Xiao Yanyuan still has the energy to silently tell Moti in his heart. Put up two middle fingers in one word.

It's just shameless, and those who did those things and became the target of public criticism still look like they are cleansed. Could it be that the ghost race has not been logically online all year round?

Xiao Yanyuan grabbed the opponent's arm with both hands that couldn't bear it, and tore it in two directions, one left and one right, and successfully escaped from the trap.

Oh my gosh what the hell am I doing here?Are you wasting your time chatting with him? ?

Xiao Yanyuan jumped back two steps to make a defensive move.

Since the hostile relationship has been torn apart from the beginning, there is no need to look at his face now!

Not only did the irises turn red, but the pupils also narrowed.This is finally a bit like a blood race. Moti saw these changes in his eyes. It was like the process of a human being transforming into a beast at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the ghost was unmoved.

Perhaps scaring people would do the trick, a child's play?

His pale face was covered with cracks, and the black air around Moti swelled and quickly condensed into a solid body, almost filling Xiao Yanyuan's line of sight. The only thing that was not affected was the pale yellow light emitting a faint light source.

Xiao Yanyuan stretched out her hand next to the light source and swiped towards the darkness in front of her eyes.

"Looking for death." The ghost sneered, admiring the blood race's rapidly dehydrated and withered arm.

How could this be possible!

Xiao Yanyuan originally thought that vampires are considered dark-attributed creatures and would be somewhat resistant to Moti's moves, but he didn't expect this evil spirit's dark-attributed moves to be so powerful.

Although he is not a member of a different station or a special commissioner like Qiu Modao, this still does not affect his cognition. How many things that happened around him along the way can be directly or indirectly related to Moti?

I'm afraid the mess left to Frost and the dwarf goblins hasn't been completely cleaned up until now.Presumably, if the ghost cannot be calmed down, he will definitely cause more troubles. It is estimated that everyone except Moti who has been involved with him will be miserable.

Maybe it becomes a street rat and everyone shouts and beats it.

"To be honest, as long as you stay in Ontario and wait for death slowly, maybe you will die more happily. Why is it like this?"

Xiao Yanyuan, who didn't give up struggling even if she was entangled, swung her arms and plunged into the pitch black to mix in it.Viscous and suffocating, like being in a bucket of liquid glue that is about to be fixed, oppressive and hopeless.

I'm going to suffocate!This kind of death is inevitable... being abused like this in one's own conscious world?Is this really my conscious world?Aggrieved.

Feeling the weaker and weaker struggle in the body, the black ghost slowly opened his mouth and vomited him out as disgusted as if he had eaten something bad.The writhing fly ash solidified into a hand that punched Xiao Yanyuan's abdomen mercilessly.

"Do you think it's over? Don't worry, this level of beating won't kill you, at most it just makes you feel uncomfortable." Moti twisted his head and forcibly lifted him up and looked at him face to face. "Okay, it's almost time to rest, let's continue."

Mom sells batches!

Xiao Yanyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were slack.Because of the blood race system, it didn't take long for his injuries to heal in sevens and eighties, but this meant that the pain would come again.

This is really too bad.

He laughed at himself and ushered in a new wave of beatings, but it didn't take long for the marks on his body to repair and disappear, and there was no possibility of feeling numb. Xiao Yanyuan couldn't count how many times his ribs were broken, and the fishy smell in his throat The sweet smell made him a little used to it, but the waving claws had no effect when it touched the ghost. Xiao Yanyuan barely wiped off the nosebleed with the back of his drooping hand, and he struggled to get up and turned into an owl to forcefully escape from the ghost. Looking down at him after taking control.

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I tried my best, I'm still busy this Saturday, so I only have this one, next week...it depends