The illusionist codenamed Hei Ku sneered: "But you didn't destroy me. At the most critical moment, you wanted to add insult to injury to Mr. Wen Ruyu. Who knew you failed, and the world you created was destroyed? Who can blame you?"

Woolen cloth?"

The tall and thin man secretly hated himself. At that time, he thought he had a chance to win. Wen Ruyu was gradually showing off, and was attacked by a group of people, so he increased his strength. Who knew that this person was so strong... If he hadn't provoked Wen Ruyu, what would have happened.

Of course it's different.

But he still said: "Since we are choosing a more powerful illusionist to perform the task, my strength is better than yours, so I feel more qualified to qualify..."

The old man in red seemed to be used to such scenes. He waved his sleeves and said calmly: "The protest is ineffective. If you are determined to win this task, if we have another selection, you are welcome to continue to come... and there are other things.

Any objection?"

The tall and thin man could only sit down angrily, stared at Heiku and said, "I will come again next time, and I will definitely see you again." This meant that Heiku was destined to become one of the eliminated people in the future.

Heiku has a crooked mouth and is noncommittal. Even if it is only for one term, he has made a lot of money.

Since there were no other voices, the old man in red bowed slightly and said: "Thank you for your participation. This selection has been successfully concluded."

The three qualified illusionists were currently in an extremely luxurious carriage, speeding through Baiyun City.

Ximu is a relatively different kind of illusionist. His tone of voice is gentle and his attitude is kind but not overly so. It is very different from the domineering appearance of traditional illusionists.

He had a friendly chat with Hei Ku. Hei Ku was flattered, put away his aloofness, and responded humbly.

But Ximu was still more concerned about Feng Qinglang. He quickly turned to Feng Qinglang and said, "Little friend Wen Ruyu, thank you just now."

Feng Qinglang thought of the role she was playing now and said indifferently: "Thank me for what? Did I teach you a lesson?"

Hei Ku immediately darkened his face and wanted to scold Feng Qinglang, the respected mentor of Ximu, but thinking of Feng Qinglang's terrifying strength, he decided to express it with his eyes. Anyway, Feng Qinglang closed his eyes.

Even if I close my eyes, I can't see the anger in my eyes.

Ximu was not angry, and said warmly: "Of course this is one of them, but I am even more grateful that you did not attack me, an old man. Several times, as long as you put in some effort, I, this old man, would be embarrassed and eliminated."

Feng Qinglang opened his eyes, looked at Ximu, Qifeng suddenly said: "I specifically asked the old guy in red just now, he said that you appeared in that royal team very early, but you would come to the selection competition from time to time.

"

The smile in Ximu's eyes grew stronger: "Little friend Wen Ruyu, what does this mean?"

Feng Qinglang said indifferently: "This shows that you enjoy this form of competition. How could a strong person like you appear in the selection competition if you don't want to be eliminated."

Ximu laughed and did not even deny it, saying: "Little friend Wen Ruyu, don't you think it is very interesting to deal with illusionists of different schools?"

Feng Qinglang snorted, closed her eyes again, and did not respond.

But he suddenly said: "That's called Hei Ku, right? If you dare to look at me like this again, I guarantee that your eyes will soon grow somewhere else."

Heilu hurriedly lowered his eyelids. Although he was resentful in his heart, he was helpless. In the world of illusion, the same strong is respectful. Whose fist is loud, and the Wen Ruyu, the fist is not clear, but the tail finger is definitely also the finger.

It is greater than your own fist. This is yes.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Simu said: "This task is not easy to do. You have to be mentally prepared

Hei Kuki immediately played the spirit. Want Ximu to tell them about these newcomers? If this task can be completed, its reward is extremely attractive. He was just holding a high salary. If you have the opportunity to complete, naturally

Willing to miss.

Feng Qing laughed and said: "Master of West Mu, you said nonsense."

Ximu was still not angry, and laughed: "You must have a little patience. Listen to my old people to finish speaking. Do you have walked into the world of others' illusion?"

As a illusionist, walk into the world of others' illusion. This is a training course that will begin during the apprentice.

Feng Qinglang said seriously: "Well, you said another word."

Ximu laughed, mysteriously: "But if this illusion world is unattended?"

Heku suddenly shocked it. As a illusionist, creating a world of illusion, dominating the world of illusion, this is the iron rhythm of the illusion. If there is no one to guide the illusion world, is this still illusion? This completely subverts the essence of the illusion ...

Mowing

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but opened his eyes and frowned: "Modern Magic, can you say a bit more specific?

Ximu saw Feng Qinglang's movement and smiled with satisfaction, saying: "Our employer has been unconscious for a year and eight months. Their family has a set of ways to maintain his life. According to common sense, he

It is already a plant man, but the spiritual world is active and abnormal, which is believed that as long as he wakes up his spiritual origin, he can wake up ... "

He was a little bit, and he continued to say: "So, the task that belongs to our mission is here.

Some are different, but after finding the origin, wake it up. "

Hei Kuki doubts: "Instructor Simi, you mean, we enter the dream of the employer, looking for the role he played in the dream, so that he believes that he is dreaming, this is not a reality?"

Ximu shook his head and said: "This is not exactly the case. The dream is subverted and it is easy to collapse. No one's dream can last for a long time to a year and eight months. The structure of this world is still so stable, just like the illusion we created

The world is average, do it in your own way ... "

Hei Ku responded: "What you mean, the employer is an illusion, so he has not been awake?

Ximu nodded: "This is the mainstream voice in our team. I am one of the supporters, but if I have a fantasy, there must be an illusionist of a caster, right? But I can't find such a person.

The spiritual world of the employer has not been connected with the outside world. We tested it many times, and we couldn't find any outside spiritual power that affected him ... Then, this means that this illusion subverts the tradition.

Fantasy, natural evolution, but no one can solve it. "

When Feng Qinglang and Hei Ku could not help but fall into thought, the carriage stopped, the door opened, the old man in red was waiting outside the door, and smiled: "You will come, we are here"

A quaint building, located at the end of a commercial street. Feng Qing's remembered that Bitris' family is a hidden family. Is this a big hidden in the city?

Entering the door, that is another scenery. In front of the eyes is a lake, clean water, clean and clean, like jasper, enough to wash the outside dust.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but lament that the wealth of this hidden family was so thick, and in the center of Baiyun City, which was gold, she made such a large lake.

Several gorgeous ships were waiting on the shore. The old man in red smiled and said to leave with a word: "You will send you here, I wish you a smooth task."

After the ship started, a servant came to invite Feng Qinglang, and then in another more luxurious room, Feng Qinglang and Bicudi officially met. The light yarn on her face had been removed, and the familiar beautiful lady was still beautiful.

But there was a touch of tiredness between the face, and there was no concealment in front of Feng Qinglang. She held a heater, lazily on a wide soft chair with white fluff, and laughed: "Why are you here? Now

Can you tell me? "

Feng Qinglang sat down opposite her and smiled bitterly: "Lack of money, your mission bonus is too rich, so let's touch luck."

Bicudi laughed: "Don't have to do so, come and sit next to me, this is the fluff of the Golden Step Warcraft."

Feng Qing sat beside Bicui in the same way. Although the chair was wide, the two sitting was a bit crowded. The same weight was far more soft than gold, but she didn't feel how special.

Bruggle yawned lazily, and she was slanted on Feng Qing's shoulders, gently: "Sunny, sometimes I miss you."

Feng Qinglang always thought that when she reunited with Bicui again, she spoke like this, and she should be smashed into the heart lake like a little stone, and she ripples ripples.

I was scratched gently ...

However, at this time, everything is so normal, normally or even faintly embarrassed ...

Feng Qinglang watched the rippling lake outside the boat, and couldn't help thinking of Yungarlo as asking his question. Do you like Bicui also?

I remember that the answer at that time was a bit good, but now the two sides lean back gently, and the feeling of taste is a bit bitter. This feeling is more like a close friend who is close.

I like it or too far.

It turns out that it is just friendship ...

How much this answer makes Feng Qing a little bit happy. Perhaps in the deepest part of his heart, he also eager to have another person to appear to replace the person's position.

The hot kiss when Bicudi bid farewell that day, it broke through that layer of yarn. Now the soft voice of soft voice is more like reminding Feng Qinglang. The veil has been broken. You can't always pretend to be stupid.

Feng Qinglang sighed silently, letting himself sit a little bit, so that his body was more stiff, and even moved to the side gently. Bicudi was also a sensitive person.
Chapter completed!