Ji Weiliang felt as if he was playing a game, and these monsters were just part of the copy.

Cool and shiny threads floated around Ji Weiliang. She raised the long knife numbly, her mind still in a blur.

"Ha, this dungeon shouldn't be difficult. Hmm, I really want to search the guide on Baidu!" Ji Weiliang was still out of state, "Ah, why is there no search interface? Baidu can't do it, so just use the sword moves you usually practice. The first move is to answer the dragon's crescent moon!"

Ji Weiliang actually thinks it's very unreasonable. Why does she have a boss at the beginning? Can't she be more Buddhist? Isn't farming good? This game is really not fun. After defeating this boss, quit the game!

"Qiu Hai Lingbo, ah no, that's a flying technique, then, ah, what, what kind of skill does it have? Isn't there a shortcut key?" Ji Weiliang responded to the Flame Dragon Transformation that was about to break away from the seal, While wandering.

There were several burns on her body, and there was a vague smell of burnt barbecue, but she didn't feel any pain. Instead, she felt that it was time to take blood medicine.

There was no way that Ji Weiliang's thinking had just been disrupted by Hengyun and Red Thread, and now Ji Weiliang's mind was only filled with instinctive reactions, and he even forgot that he was a book wearer.

In order to rationalize everything she saw, her memory naturally made Ji Weiliang feel that she was playing a game.

'The shadow of the moon is flowing with frost, and the blue and white flowers are dancing.'

Listening to the words in his ears, Ji Weiliang swung his sword according to those words. The scarred Changdao Liangwei still believed in Ji Weiliang, and it would live and die with her forever!

'The screen dance meets the falling moon and cold spring.'

Ji Weiliang listened to the strategy prompts and continued to attack. Although the Yanlong Transformation did not completely leave the spirit-guiding formation, he was still able to resist. He tilted his head and spit out another ball of fire, heading straight for Ji Weiliang's face.

As an ordinary person, the normal reaction is to protect the face, and Ji Weiliang did the same.

However, a sudden coldness came over me.

The invisible thread dragged Ji Weiliang, and he instantly flew out of the shallow fish forest and fell into the Mirror Lake. In the water, Ji Weiliang vaguely saw a human figure. The person sank to the bottom of the water, trapped by a mass of black and red algae. They live like red worms in fish farming, gathering into a big group.

"Hey!" Ji Weiliang was so disgusted that he was instantly frightened and came back to his senses. He immediately floated up and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a human hand.

Isn’t this guy a water ghost?

Coming out of the water, Ji Weiliang looked at the shallow fish forest on fire, and then thought about the struggling figure under the mirror lake, she finally remembered.

She is not playing a game, she has really traveled through time! Now she is fighting the Flame Dragon Transformation!

Looking back is a sea of ​​zombies. At your feet is a person whose life or death is uncertain and is entangled by something unknown. In front of you is a monster that is about to break free from the seal...

"Ji Weiliang, aren't you the number one genius in Yuezhou... Yes, now, I am Ji Weiliang."

Looking up to the sky, Ji Weiliang's eyes turned red. Before tears fell, he took a deep breath and sank into the cold mirror lake again.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, neither true nor false, she is Ji Weiliang!

Who is that person? Is he dead?

Ji Weiliang didn't want to ask.

She will save him, that's all!

She cannot ignore the death of others!

Anyway, Hengyun has been solved. The success of eliminating the Flame Dragon Transformation does not necessarily belong to me. Saving people is more important.

He stretched out his hand towards the disgusting squirming thing and hugged the dying figure in the bone-chilling coldness. The mother needle of the rose needle trembled slightly, and Ji Weiliang instantly knew the identity of the person.

Even though that person was tightly entangled by those disgusting, red and black nematode-like water plants.

Ji Weiliang secretly wondered why it was this boy again.

Is this kid that kid?

Of course it's the little blind man!

The only ones that can respond to Ji Weiliang's Rose Needle are the derived daughter needles. Not long after Ji Weiliang got the Rose Needle, he used it twice. The second time was the Wanjian used to defeat Hengyun.

So the unlucky guy in this bunch must be the little blind man.

"Liang Wei." No matter when, Ji Weiliang always believes in his Liang Wei.

Liangwei penetrated the lake water, and once again returned to Ji Weiliang's hands without hesitation, even though it was now covered in cracks.

With the stimulation of spiritual power, Liang Wei's light prevailed. It dragged Ji Weiliang and tried its best to rush out of Jing Lake.

"Don't you care about Yanlong's change?" The vague voice had a tired and childish smile, like a coquettish one.

"I will go to save you!" Ji Weiliang was still stubborn.

"Use Qiu Hai Ling Bo?" It turns out that just now, it was Ling Jinxi who was reminding Ji Weiliang what sword moves to use.

"Laughing!" Ji Weiliang squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. The sky was dark and the long night was coming to an end. It was the hope of life.

Ling Jinxi didn't expect that Ji Weiliang would really come to save him. He persisted and endured countless desperate situations.

He knew that no matter how much others wanted to help him, he would eventually have to face everything by himself. He could cry and be in pain, but he had to stand up on his own after all.

Just like at this moment, in his mind were the desperate struggles of countless human beings... Ji Weiliang couldn't help him, so he fainted.

Black and red silk threads entangled Ji Weiliang. After she regained consciousness, she naturally had feelings of love and hatred. Unless she entered the synesthesia of heaven and earth again, she would be entangled with these things forever like Ling Jinxi until she died.

"Is this Hengyun? Why did Hengyun become like this? I thought it... did you help me control Hengyun? How are you doing now? How should I save you?" Ji Weiliang was very anxious and hesitated. After a moment, he took out his last Yuxiao Pill.

There is only one pill. You might be able to survive if you take it, but what should this kid do?

And Ling Jinxi was already lost in the boundless sea of ​​suffering. His cultivation level was not as good as Ji Weiliang's. He just fainted now and his will was already strong.

Under the cloud of hatred, how many people turned against each other in order to protect him, and how many people became selfish for the sake of justice?

No matter what, this kid must have helped her, and there is a high probability that he is Hengyun. If this kid dies, what if Hengyun escapes again? Wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted.

"Well, if it weren't for you, maybe I would have died in the cloud of hatred. This Jade Cloud Pill should be returned to you by me."

The spiritual power in the palm of his hand circulated, and in response to the response of the Rose Needle, Ji Weiliang drove the Yuxiao Pill into the cloud of hatred.

After doing this, Ji Weiliang had very little spiritual power left, but now although the Hengyun was gone, there was still a tide of corpses underneath, not to mention the Flame Dragon Transformation in front of him.

Ji Weiliang looked at Jinghu Lake, should he put this kid back to the bottom of the lake?

"Ahhhhh, Kufeng Mountain, where are you? Wouldn't it be great if you could just throw this guy into Kufeng Mountain?"
Chapter completed!