Of course, the choice is to enchant

"What's the matter with him?" Mo Jun pinched his brows, and asked in a deep voice only the white bearded old man with nameless arms.

The white-bearded old man was holding a white cloud, moving left and right above the sleeping nameless body, and from time to time he would stick a needle in it.

The more he observed, the tighter the old man's gray eyebrows frowned.

"Your Majesty" came out of the old man's shriveled mouth like a childish voice, "The subordinates can't see that he has been insane or trapped in the environment, he just fell asleep."

The Demon Lord was almost laughed out of anger, pointing to Wuming who was motionless, and said, "A demon cultivator with a true immortal cultivation level suddenly fell asleep while talking with someone, and couldn't wake up with a knife rest on his neck?"

Ren Sheng lowered his head, not daring to face the devil's anger, but insisted on his own judgment, "But I don't see anything wrong with him."

"You are floating above his head, he can't even wake up, is it right?" Mojun looked deeply at Ren Sheng, and for the first time he was full of doubts about the medicine general.

Ren Sheng is a plant essence, and his five senses are the most sensitive. He immediately felt the suspicion in the eyes of the devil, and burst into tears on the spot.

The few people waiting outside the door looked at each other listening to the quarrel inside, or Ren Sheng unilaterally swearing against the sky, and finally looked at Kuangdao who was with Wuming at that time.

Kuangdao nodded slightly, he was beside Wuming at that time, unless Cang Lan quietly appeared No. 4 Immortal Venerable, it was absolutely impossible for him to be unaware.

But still the same sentence, no problem, it is the biggest problem in itself.

Wuming opened his eyes and saw the old man with his head resting on a white cloud, he was still a little dazed, quite confused about today and night.

Who is he?

It is Wu Ming, a modern youth,

Still nameless in the Canglan Realm,

Or is it an egg in the empty and lonely Longshan?

"He looks stupid, are you sure you haven't been robbed?" The voice of the Demon Lord reached Wuming's ears, making him subconsciously follow the voice and turn his head, facing the dark eyes of the Demon Lord.

"You, say..." Wuming's voice was extremely hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Do people who have cultivated themselves as true immortals dream?"

"Of course not!" The white-bearded old man, who was still floating above Wuming's body, stood between Mojun and Wuming excitedly, suddenly felt cold all over, and then silently dodged, but his mouth was chattering, "Cultivation base breaks through the Sanxian and arrives!" After ascending to the immortals, the spirit remains solid, so how could it be possible to dream? If you dream, it must be something you have experienced before, or the gods and humans have a feeling about the future prediction."

Mojun nodded slightly, knowing that Wuming would definitely not have such a question for no reason, so he asked casually, "What did you dream about?"

Nameless shook his head lightly, subconsciously denying, "No"

The Demon Lord frowned, feeling more and more that Wuming might have encountered an unknown attack, why did such a good-looking person suddenly pass out, and the whole person was so stupid.

Ren Sheng was originally determined that Wuming was fine, but now that Wuming had woken up, he began to miss his little ones again.

After bowing his hands to the Demon Lord, he shook his head and carried Yun away, and by the way, reassured those outside the door, and dispersed separately.

The ring thumb and index finger were lightly pinched together, the long-lost exhaustion made him feel tired even if he just 'woke up', and he couldn't help closing his eyes slightly to recall the content of the 'dream'.

As an egg, I stay in a beautiful place day after day, so lonely that every plant has a name.

……

The final picture is of an immature dragon howling and shattered eggshells all over the floor.

At this time, thinking of the previous secret realm and recognizing him as a real dragon... thinking carefully is scary.

The demon king stood by the bed and looked down at the person who had closed his eyelids again, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be like this the last time he saw the dragon.

At that time, Long was lying quietly on the top of Longshan Mountain, his soul had been annihilated long before his body, and his face was paler than ever before.

He watched with his own eyes that Longshan sucked up the last drop of the dragon's blood, making the young man who was so quiet that he couldn't bear to disturb him disappear forever, leaving only the dragon's body standing upright.

That is Canglan's last dragon.

The stinging pain on his face caused Wuming to 'swipe' to open his eyes, and after touching his body, he almost laughed angrily.

During this period of time, he just sprinkled spirit stones outside, but he didn't expect to open a store to collect spirit stones.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" Wuming raised his eyes to look at the person who was still standing at the head of his bed, and finally began to feel that something was wrong with the Mojun standing while he was lying down.

From lying down to sitting lazily, he patted most of the space left by his side without sincerity, "Do you have anything else to do? Sit and talk?"

If you have something to say, go away if you have nothing to do.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it and ask questions that should not be asked.

The fiery red top-quality fire spirit stone swirled nimbly in Wuming's fair fingers, turning Wuming's palm into a faint pink.

The naturally luminous complexion and exquisite facial features cannot take away even a gleam of the spirit in those clever eyes.

At this very moment, the demon king who had scolded Feihong for being blind for several days finally found the only similarity between Wuming and Long.

However, this will only make Mojun hate Feihong even more.

Why?

How could Feihong, after killing the dragon like this, still be able to raise a person who he thought resembled the dragon by his side with peace of mind since he was a child.

Is it because of his guilt that he is so cheap that he is worthless?

Shocked by the sudden spread of low pressure, Wuming finally woke up completely.

He, a substitute of Bai Yueguang who has just taken office and has not been recognized yet, actually looks so lazy and casual in front of the devil?

The young carp, who was lazily leaning on the bed, got up straight, holding the floating dust in his hand that could make a golden immortal cultivate himself, and diligently smoothed out all the wrinkles on the bed.

Turn around and respectfully ask the devil to sit down, as if nothing happened just now.

But he saw that the Demon Lord was already fanning himself.

Wuming closed his eyes in despair, and his mind was filled with the image of the demon slicing Feihong's stomach with a fan.

After thinking about it, Wuming knelt down on the spot and hugged his head, hoping to lightly attack the Demon Lord because he was not as rough and fleshy as the Immortal Venerable.

The devil decided not to wait any longer, since Feihong didn't believe that he could resurrect the dragon, he didn't have to keep Feihong to wait for the dragon to take revenge himself.

It just so happens that Feihong thinks that Wuming is similar to a dragon, and he has been around him for many years and sees Yu Silong, so let Wuming do it instead of Long.

The growing coldness in Mojun's eyes disappeared, because he finally found a way to let Feihong die in pain, convinced himself to kill him immediately, and pulled out the thorn in his flesh for many years, and he was in a strangely good mood.

However, when he turned around, he saw Wuming squatting in the corner with his head in his arms... The Demon Lord still suspected that Wuming was attacked by unknown means just now, and even injured his brain.

"Who are you?!" The devil used the mantra when he asked the question, until the question of the soul seemed to hit Wuming's forehead in substance.

Wuming raised his head blankly and looked at the Demon Lord who was staring at him closely, feeling like a mess in his heart.

He subconsciously thought that the Demon Lord had already known the dream he had just had through some strange means.

As we all know, carp are not born from eggs, and there is no so-called reincarnation and hell here.

Then combined with what the white-bearded old man said in a daze, the possible truth is...

Wuming's hesitation made the devil more determined in his mind.

They just passed by directly above Longyin Battlefield.

In recent years, not only has there been more and more ways for the Canglan Realm to deal with the crystal people, but the crystal people also often make responses that catch the Canglan Realm by surprise.

Perhaps there was a crystal person who quietly parasitized Wuming when he was not paying attention.

The devil suddenly grabbed Wuming's hand and lifted Wuming up. Before Wuming could react and struggle, his consciousness had already entered Wuming's sea of ​​consciousness along the touching forehead.

Wuming felt dizzy, and then he turned into a prototype and appeared in a river full of silver lights.

The golden-red koi jumped out of the river with ease. Instead of feeling panicked, he felt that this unknown place full of darkness except for the river gave him a sense of security.

After several explorations, Wuming also found a lot of gray-white mist under the river.

He couldn't see what was in the mist, but felt that the mist was very intimate, and just rubbing on it intimately made him feel extremely happy.

"Wu Ming?" The voice of the Demon King passed through the river into Wu Ming's ears, and Wu Ming finally remembered how he got to this place.

The golden-red koi reluctantly wiped away all the mist it saw before swimming lightly towards the surface of the water.

When he asks the Demon Lord clearly how to get to this place, he must come to find these mist again.

He had a hunch that these fogs must be extremely important to him.

The golden-red koi floated to the surface of the water along the waves, and only glanced at the Demon Lord, almost sinking to the bottom.

his eyes!

When the Demon King heard the sound of water, he immediately looked over with sharp eyes.

In order to find out the crystal man, his entire consciousness entered the nameless sea of ​​consciousness.

Be careful with every move to avoid harming Wuming.

Seeing that there seemed to be pain in Wuming's movements at this time, the Demon Lord stopped immediately.

After thinking for a while, he hid the Crescent Moon Halberd emitting an ominous blood-red light behind his back.

Only then did Wuming feel better, at least he could open his eyes.

However, facing the bloody Demon Lord who was walking towards him step by step behind him, Wuming's uncontrollable tail weakened, and he couldn't help but backed away quietly.

Eyes are full of 'Don't come here! '

The Demon Lord squatted by the river and stretched out his hand, saying concisely, "Come up, let me see if there is a crystal man on your body."

Wuming followed the movement of Mojun's reaching out, swished his tail, and slid far away.

Then he nodded his head embarrassingly with his big tail, and swam back, while trying to change the subject, "Where is this? Why did we get here in the blink of an eye?"

"It's your sea of ​​consciousness." Looking at Wuming's two steps forward and three steps back, the demon king finally exhausted his patience and threatened, "If you don't come here again, I'll go down and arrest you. "

Wuming subconsciously felt bad, so he could only approach the Demon Lord honestly.

The Demon Lord stretched out his hand to float above the river, but let Wuming jump up by himself.

But after jumping out of the water, the golden-red koi hid the hand of the Demon Lord in mid-air and disappeared into the river again.

After a long while, under the gaze of the devil's black face, Cancan's head popped up and vomited a bubble, explaining, "I can't bear the blood-red breath behind you, and I can't control my instinct to avoid it."

Surprise flashed in Mojun's eyes, and he finally confirmed his conjecture that had arisen just after he found Wuming here, "Can you see the Blood Moon Halberd?"

Wuming nodded honestly, and asked in confusion, "Shouldn't I have seen it?"

"Get out of the way." The Demon Lord opened the folding fan at his waist, and warm golden light poured out.

Seeing that Wuming was staring at the fan curiously, without showing any discomfort, Mo Jun moved the fan so that the warm golden light shone gently on the river.

"Try again this time." The Demon Lord stretched out his hand again, this time under the warm golden light.

Wuming spat bubbles in despair, jumped up again, and compromised, "If it doesn't work, you can go down the river and catch me."

Wuming is not afraid of the crystal man because of what the devil said. He is almost sure that the sudden fainting and dreaming has nothing to do with the crystal man, but he can't tell the truth to the devil.

And if Wuming was standing in the position of the demon king, after suspecting that there was a crystal man by his side, he must do everything possible to find out.

Demon Lord Xuxu held the golden red fish that had finally landed in the palm of his hand, carefully checked whether there were any traces of the crystal man, and by the way gave Wuming a popular science, "Originally you should be able to enter the sea of ​​consciousness after you have cultivated Xuanxian, but now I forcibly Brought you in. Even when I stand on the edge of your sea of ​​consciousness, you feel uncomfortable and can’t get close. If I go to the center of your sea of ​​consciousness to catch fish, your sea of ​​consciousness will basically be useless.”

The golden-red koi shivered in response to the occasion, and I don't know if it was frightened, or simply not used to being touched inch by inch on the scales on its body.

The nameless dead fish stared at the handsome face that was close at hand, making sure that the other party was looking for the crystal man seriously from the beginning to the end, so he reluctantly resisted the urge to flick his tail on the other party's face.

The Demon Monarch checked carefully twice, but found no trace of the crystal man, and suddenly felt even more strange.

If it weren't for the crystal man, there would be no reason for a demon cultivator with a true immortal cultivation level to faint suddenly.

Wuming flicked his tail and escaped from the hands of the Demon Lord, and fell back into the river, suddenly remembering the gray-white mist in the river that made him feel very familiar.

He deliberately asked, "I don't have a crystal man on me, will it hide in the river?"

The Demon King shook his head, "It's unbelievable that the crystal man can hide in the consciousness body, and it is absolutely impossible to act recklessly in the sea of ​​consciousness of other people."

Wuming stared at the Demon Monarch with a piercing expression. There must be someone living in his sea of ​​consciousness and acting recklessly.

The Demon Lord understood the meaning in Wuming's eyes, stood up and put away the folding fan, and pointed to the river water with shining spots, "This is the center of your sea of ​​consciousness, and the things inside must belong to you only, otherwise you and the trespasser, at least have One is either dead or wounded."

Before the words fell, the figure of the Demon Lord began to fade, and disappeared before Wuming's eyes.

Wuming's big tail, which he swung comfortably because he was sure that the gray mist was safe, gradually stiffened.

The Demon Lord left as soon as he said, how would he get out?

On the other side, the demon king's consciousness returned to its place, and the people who were close at hand instantly gained a sense of existence.

Feeling the warm breath on his face, Mo Jun hurriedly stretched out his hand without thinking.

With a 'kuang' sound, the person who was paralyzed on Mojun's body fell to the ground.

The Demon Lord stared fixedly at the person lying quietly on the ground.

Knowing that Wuming entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness because he had not yet reached the realm, and it will take a long time to come out, he will not feel pain because of this, but he still has a guilty conscience that he has not seen for a long time.

With a light cough, he forced the nameless body to become a prototype, and put it in the water spirit bead again with the same trick.

Then go out and go straight to the residence of Tiger General and Crazy Sword.

A quarter of an hour later, the Demon Lord jumped off the spaceship without making a sound, and galloped towards the opposite direction of the spaceship.

The sun shines on the water spirit beads floating beside him, making the scales of the koi carp lying quietly on the shells shine brighter, showing special lines when no one is paying attention, and disappearing completely in just two seconds, as if for a short time. never showed up.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the rocket launcher of "peeling you layer by layer", thank you for the nutrient solution of "soft daddy-棪"