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Wang Bing kept holding Han Junyang tightly, and then he realized that they had arrived at a shrine some time and were shocked: "Cao'er, what is this place?!"

"Don't worry, we had already entered her fantasy before we got off the car! What we see now is the real environment here!"

"You... are really powerful! But this is not enough to defeat me! Akitori, hand over the gods in your hands! They are just wasteful in your hands. Only for me can they become real gods and protect my Dalongye Shrine!"

The witch Lingyin stretched out her hands to the group, her beautiful face shining with a charming and magnificent light. Her voice was sweet and soft, full of a strange temptation, and she didn't seem to feel that both sides were in hostility at all!

But her body was actually shaking slightly, and the big silver bell with the fist hanging at the end of a red ribbon around her waist kept making messy ringtones. In fact, in the illusion battle just now, Ming Fengcao turned against the enemy, took away control of the illusion, and finally ground the entire illusion, which had caused her to suffer a lot of injuries!

What a sweet and beautiful call that...

Han Junyang, who was controlled by Wang Bing and quiet for a while, struggled again. His handsome face no longer had the same clear and gentle expression as before, but a strange and happy smile. Suddenly, his expression changed, becoming sharp and bloodthirsty, and began to attack Wang Bing beside him!

"——Yangyang, what are you doing?! Why did you attack me?!"

Wang Bing reacted quickly and subconsciously avoided Han Junyang's attack. She let go of Han Junyang's hand, took two steps back, and asked in disbelief.

Her big eyes were quickly filled with crystal clear tears, and she looked at Han Junyang deeply: "Yangyang, I am Bing'er! Even if you are confused, you shouldn't forget me..."

Shaville's body flashed and had already reached Han Junyang's back. She gently cut her palm on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious. Han Junyang fell down softly, and Shaville held the collar in one hand and easily placed it on the ground.

"He has no spiritual power and is the most easily confused person. Bing'er is not Yangyang's problem. As long as this witch dies, Yangyang will naturally recover." Ming Fengcao said lightly, staring at the Lingyin witch who was a hundred meters away. She did not walk over rashly, just because she felt that there was something hidden between the 100-meter distance between the two sides!

Wang Bing half-kneeled beside Han Junyang, looking at his face that was still smiling with a strange and happy smile even though he was in a coma. A few tears couldn't help but fall, but she hurriedly wiped away, and a strong expression appeared on his little face.

"Bing'er, you guard Yangyang! Being temporarily confused is not in danger of life, but he is the weakest. Be careful that he is attacked by the other party!"

"Well, I understand!" The long sword of ice slowly emerged from Wang Bing's right hand. She held the long sword in her hand tightly and guarded Han Junyang vigilantly.

"Come on... Come on..."

The woman in white and red dress seemed to have not seen the movements of the people on Akitoka's side. She was still standing under Torii in front of the shrine, smiling softly, looking at them, and waved gently.

Ming Fengcao closed his eyes slightly, and his mind entered the quietest listening state!
Chapter completed!