Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

The man in red not only writes and draws on the white mist that emerges from the heads of these dreamers, but also binds the dream threads of several people together from time to time.

At this moment, a few burly wrestlers walked over from the kitchen of the inn. The wrestlers were shirtless, with blood stains on their faces, body and trousers, but they were obviously used to it.

"My lord, which sheep can be slaughtered?" one of the wrestlers asked the man lying on a soft chair.

The man's eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep, and he was also wearing a red dress, which had the same appearance as the man in red who was floating above the heads of those people.

The man in red looked at the clouds of white mist, put down the pen in his hand, and floated back into his body.

After a while, he opened his eyes and pointed to a few of them: "This one, this one, and these three, their dreams have already matured, if you kill them casually, they won't feel anything, and they won't resist .”

"The skins of these sheep are really pretty. Since they won't resist anymore, I'll peel off their skins and make some leather paper. There must be many painters who are willing to pay a lot of money to buy them." Someone came slowly from behind, It was none other than the owner of this inn.

The man in red: "Leave me a few tender skins."

Shopkeeper: "Young master is of course indispensable."

The man in red: "By the way, there are still a few people asleep in the room on the third floor, and the two sheep in the east chamber are almost gone. Go and move them down."

One of the wrestlers said, "I'll move it."

The wrestler ran upstairs quickly, while the other wrestlers picked up the people whom the man in red had pointed at just now, and strode towards the kitchen.

The shopkeeper: "The two sheep living in the East Wing are very handsome. It would be a pity if they were dealt with simply."

The man in red frowned when he heard that: "Ah? The wrinkles on the faces of the two old sheep almost kneaded their facial features into a ball. How handsome are they? If it weren't for the nourishing soup of the old sheep, I wouldn't want it."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Shopkeeper: "Young master, can you point out where the east side is?"

The man in red raised his chin in one direction.

Shopkeeper: "That's the west side."

The man in red: "..."

"Boom!" Before the words fell, there was a loud noise from upstairs, and then a huge black shadow fell from the gap of the stairs, smashing many handrails of the stairs along the way, until they fell hard He fell to the ground, his head was bleeding!

Looking carefully, it was the wrestler who ran upstairs just now.

The man in red quickly stood up, took a few steps back, and summoned a round box.

The shopkeeper summoned a long knife and blocked it in front of the man in red.

The people who were cooking the "mutton" in the kitchen ran out one after another when they heard the sound, they all took out weapons in their hands, and surrounded the stairs under the sign of the shopkeeper.

In the next second, a white shadow rushed down from the stairs, and before it got close, there was a spiritual light sweeping over first, throwing away the people blocking the stairs!

Shopkeeper: "Stop him!"

A group of people rushed out from the kitchen, raising their weapons and slashing at the man in plain white robes!

At this moment, several black shadows suddenly appeared, blocking in front of the plain white robe.

The sharp blade struck those black shadows, but there was no trace of blood at all. When everyone took a closer look, they realized that there were no people under their knife, but lifeless puppets!

"Damn it! It's Yanshi!" The shopkeeper spat hard.

The young man in red looked ugly: "What's the matter with the wrestler, why did you wake him up? This man's dream thread is very hard to find. I managed to lure him into a dream, but it was a light dream, the kind that can be awakened by the slightest sound! "

Shopkeeper: "...Isn't it because you pointed in the wrong direction?"

The man in red: "..."

With just a few words, Wen Yunlin had already controlled the puppets and beat the group of people to the ground.

The crowd tactics are useless for Yanshi at all, because most Yanshi will bring many puppets with them when they go out, and Yanshi who can control many puppets at the same time must have a high level of cultivation.

The man in red didn't want to admit that it was his mistaken direction that caused the accident, so he hurriedly said, "Catch him! I'll find a way to make him fall asleep again, otherwise our work today will be in vain!"

Of course, the store owner knew that good things should not be disturbed by others, so he went into battle and fought with those puppets.

The spirit weapon crossed, the shopkeeper and the puppet fought dozens of meetings, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became.

This Yanshi manipulated the puppet so fast!It's not like he hasn't fought against Yanshi before. Although Yanshi is difficult to fight, it is not completely flawless, because most of these Yanshi who are good at remote control have one of the biggest weaknesses, that is, they cannot fight close. If they are close enough, Yanshi has nothing to do with him, because most of the puppets are made very large. If a group of puppets get too close, they will not be able to stretch out and will collide with other puppets.

The store grasped this point accurately, and wanted to get close to weaken Wen Yunlin's offensive, but unexpectedly, Wen Yunlin was able to control the puppet to fight him at close range, and also distracted to control another puppet to flank him!

The shopkeeper felt that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer, so he simply gritted his teeth, and suddenly tore off his sleeve, revealing the black mark on his arm.

Wen Yunlin glanced at it, and immediately recognized that it was a kind of sealing mark, which is usually used to seal devil energy!

This is a magic repair!

No, it's the dual cultivation of immortals and demons!There are two bloodlines of fairy and devil in his body!

Wen Yunlin immediately manipulated the puppet to retreat and block it in front of him.

The next moment, a black air surged out from the shopkeeper's arm!

The unsealed arm swelled rapidly under the influence of those demonic energy, and several kinds of black scales quickly formed on the surface of the skin. Soon, half of the shopkeeper's body was covered by that black scales, and the first to emerge was the black scales. Mo Qi's arm also swelled into a giant hand the size of a table, with long black and pointed nails growing on the fingertips of the giant hand!

Veins popped out on half of the shopkeeper's face, and one of his eyes also turned blood red.

The originally bundled hair spread out in the soaring magic energy, and the hairs exploded as if they were electrified!

Seeing Wen Yunlin retreating, the shopkeeper felt that Wen Yunlin was scared, and said triumphantly, "Isn't it Yanshi? See if I don't crush all your little toys!"

The shopkeeper raised his giant hand and beat it in Wen Yunlin's direction!

Wen Yunlin jumped lightly, and that giant fist hit the stairs, smashing the already smashed stairs into pieces in an instant!

Seeing Wen Yunlin dodging left and dodging again, the shopkeeper felt that he had gained the upper hand, and smiled more complacently: "You pious immortal cultivators, what qualifications do you have to define demonic cultivators as evil! Demonic cultivators' body shaping is so strong that immortal cultivators will never be able to do that." Expected! You pure-blooded immortal cultivators will never realize it!"

Wen Yunlin: "Who said that, I have experienced it for more than a month."

Shopkeeper: "What?"

Wen Yunlin: "It's more than a thousand times stronger than your half-bastard!"

Wen Yunlin jumped up, quickly summoned all the puppets in mid-air, and smashed down on the huge arm!

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a thunderstorm outside the house!

The shopkeeper let out a shrill scream, looked down, and saw that his magic hand had been smashed apart by Wen Yunlin's puppets!

"Crack!" A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and it actually hit a big tree outside, splitting that big tree in half!

The scorched tree fell to the ground with a bang, and the whole inn shook.

Immediately afterwards, there were several thunderclaps that shook the sky, as if half of it had exploded directly on the head!

"Crack!" There was another bolt of lightning, this time it directly hit the wall of the inn, and even left a long trace of lightning directly on the wall.

"What's the matter with this thunder? Why is it so loud!" the man in red asked nervously.

In the dream, he was invincible, but in reality, he couldn't even defeat ordinary monks.

The shopkeeper was still beating Wen Yunlin, unable to distract himself from protecting the man in red, who didn't dare to approach them, so he could only draw countless formations by himself to protect his own life.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

One thunderbolt, two thunderbolts, more and more thunderbolts hit the inn. If it wasn't for the formation protection in the inn, it would have been knocked down by the continuous thunderbolts!

"No, this is not an ordinary thunderstorm, this is, this is a thunderstorm!" The man in red changed his face drastically: "Who is it? Who is going through the disaster!"

The man in red looked around, except for the shopkeeper and Yanshi who were beating each other, and the people who were beaten to the ground by the Yanshi, the rest were people who had fallen asleep, and those in the kitchen who would never wake up "Lamb" Crumbles...

etc!Could it be someone crossing the catastrophe in a dream?

The man in red was startled, how could such a ridiculous thing happen!Who would cultivate in a dream!What he draws for these people are beautiful dreams that no one in the world can resist. Shouldn't they be addicted to the beautiful dreams and cannot extricate themselves?How could he be interested in cultivating!

And the aura in the dream is so low, how can it be cultivated to a breakthrough? !

The man in red hurriedly picked up his dream pen, grasped the dream pen, and the dream lines immediately appeared in front of his eyes, looking at the lines that he had knotted, Mi Qi saw nothing unusual.

The man in red quickly checked everyone's dreams until he saw a black dream line extending to the third floor...

This dream thread was tied up with many other dream threads. The man in red forced this group of people into the same dream, and drew them a paradise on earth with beauties like a sea, but now he took a closer look , only to find that there are no beauties here, all of them are a group of monks meditating and practicing in their respective rooms. Those who don't know think that they have created a place for them to practice!

what happened!Why is he unsuccessful in dreaming of this world alone!

The man in red hastily picked up the pen, intending to continue to draw the dream on the white mist next to the dream line, but saw that the white mist was suddenly dotted with black air, and the black air quickly fainted, covering the whole white mist in an instant. fog!

This is, magic energy!