What is this for?

Jiang Deng subconsciously swung a sword towards Murong Feiran's soul, but only hit the air.

Where are the people?

Before Jiang Deng could figure out what Murong Feiran was trying to do, a strong pulling force suddenly came from behind him.

“Hmm!”

Jiang Deng opened his eyes wide and disappeared into the bedroom.

After Jiang Deng disappeared, the surrounding black fog also receded, along with Murong Feiran's soul. Only Murong Feiran's motionless body was left in the place.

"What's going on?"

Si Mian frowned, and after confirming that Murong Feiran was not faking it, she placed her finger under his nose, "Dead, dead!"

No breathing!

No pulse!

Even the soul is gone!

"It's okay if he's dead, but what about Jiang Dengren?" Si Mian frowned and asked worriedly.

"Yes! Where's the master?"

Jin Shanshan was spinning around anxiously on the ground. "How could such a great master of mine just disappear like that?"

"Don't panic."

A faint voice of Asu was heard from above his head, and then the golden vines turned into a human form, and Asu jumped down from the roof.

"Jiang Deng is not dead. He was just dragged into Murong Feiran's mustard seed space by his soul."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

Si Mian and Jin Shanshan’s worries did not disappear, but became even heavier.

Ah Tu shrugged, "Jiang Deng entered Murong Feiran's mustard seed space, which can only be controlled by Murong Feiran himself. No one else can enter."

"We can't help much. It all depends on Jiang Deng herself. If she can kill Murong Feiran's soul in his mustard seed space, she will be able to leave."

Si Mian breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, then we'll wait together."

"No, you have to wait by yourselves." Asu corrected.

Si Mian was confused. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Ah Tu grinned, "My clone's time limit has expired. I'll be leaving first. See you later!"

After saying that, a yellow light flashed, and Asu disappeared, replaced by a soft yellow vine that slowly fell to the ground.

Si Mian: “…”

There was no way, Si Mian could not help much, he could only sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing, refining the spiritual power absorbed from Murong Feiran.

If Jiang Deng hasn't come out after half an hour, she will find a way to break Murong Feiran's mustard seed space and rescue Jiang Deng.

"Master, you must win!"

Gilgamesh continued to pace around anxiously.

——

In the mustard seed space.

As soon as Jiang Deng landed, he quickly looked around.

At the end of the sight was a gray haze, and there were a lot of things piled up next to it. However, seeing that this place was so small, it didn't look like a small world. It should be just a space or something like that.

Ordinary spaces cannot store living things. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be Murong Feiran's mustard seed space...

"Yes, you guessed it right, this is indeed the mustard seed space."

Danqing in the Eight Gates World sensed that Jiang Deng was in danger and quickly warned him.

Jiang Deng asked with his spiritual sense: "How do I leave?"

"Just kill the original owner of the mustard seed space."

"Understood!"

Jiang Deng was very calm. The fourth disciple pulled her into the mustard seed space, which was not only not harmful to her, but also beneficial.

In addition to taking the opportunity to ask the fourth disciple why he betrayed her in his previous life, she can also plunder the treasure that the fourth disciple has hoarded for thousands of years.

Hehehe...not bad!

Just as I was thinking this, a black shadow appeared in the gray fog.

His black hair was spread out behind his head, his eyes were blood red, his facial features were feminine, and he had an evil look on his face. It was Murong Feiran's soul.

The next moment, a powerful spiritual consciousness locked onto Jiang Deng's body, making her unable to move!

Jiang Deng could use her chaotic body to offset this pressure, but she didn't want to do so for the time being because she had already guessed that Murong Feiran had given up fighting them and instead abandoned his body and used his soul to pull her into the mustard seed space.

As expected, Murong Feiran's soul laughed sinisterly, "My dear disciple, haven't you always been curious why I accept you as my only disciple and no other?"

Jiang Deng pretended to be puzzled. "Isn't it because I, your disciple, am gifted and a rare cultivation prodigy? I'm afraid that if I miss this day, I'll be taken away by someone else as a disciple, so you can't wait to accept me as your disciple, Master?"

Murong Feiran was speechless: "...How come you are more narcissistic than this leader?"

Jiang Deng said modestly, "Really? Maybe it's because you taught me well, Master."

"Get lost! Don't try to delay time with this nonsense!"

Murong Feiran's black hair moved without a breeze, his eyes were bloodshot. He said angrily, "The reason I accepted you as my disciple is because I saw that you and I both have Yang spiritual roots, and your physique is also a pure Yang spiritual body. You are the most suitable vessel to accommodate my soul!"

“Master…”

Jiang Deng's eyes widened, tears welling up in them. He looked extremely hurt. "My disciple has always taken you as his master. How could you be so cruel as to take over his body?"

“Hehe!”

Looking at his apprentice's miserable appearance after learning the truth, Murong Feiran not only did not feel guilty, but instead a twisted sense of pleasure arose in his heart.

"Die in resentment. From now on, your young and strong body will belong to this leader!"

Murong Feiran smiled evilly, and his soul suddenly plunged into Jiang Deng's sea of ​​consciousness, intending to take over his body!

Jiang Deng did not resist, and even considerately opened the defense of his sea of ​​consciousness and took the initiative to accept Murong Feiran's soul.

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