Chapter 1296 How dare you!
The person in front of him was Xie Zheng, but his master, Master Han, did not recognize him.
Looking at her blurry surroundings, Song Chunxue quickly calmed down.
"Who are you?"
"Who I am doesn't matter, what matters is that I know who you are, hahahahaha!"
Song Chunxue suddenly felt a chill run down her spine; a possibility had occurred to her.
Where is Xie Zheng?
The man laughed wildly, his voice echoing above her head.
"You should worry about yourself. You're about to die, and you still care where he is?"
The person who dared to drag her into the dream in front of so many people must have never considered the possibility of being exposed.
There's only one reason: Xie Zheng is in this body, but he's asleep.
She had previously read in the martial arts anecdotes her senior brother had given her that there was a kind of sorcery that was so powerful that it could secretly drag people into their dreams and then kill them.
Such people often control the dreams of many people simultaneously.
Was Xie Zheng asleep or unconscious at this moment?
However, they are roughly the same.
She subtly manipulated two black and white chess pieces, sending them hurtling towards the man's illusory figure in an instant, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Xie Zheng! Wake up!"
"Oh my god, you're making so much noise! Are you trying to blow my ears off?"
The man cursed angrily, his accent a strange northern voice that Song Chunxue had heard little of.
"Xie Zheng! Xie Zheng, your house has been robbed, and you're still sleeping!" Since it had an effect, Song Chunxue continued to yell, "Xie Zheng, where are you? What are you doing? Did you go to Sichuan to harvest wheat?"
"Hey you! Stop making noise, or I'll kill you!" The man suddenly turned into a black shadow and attacked Song Chunxue's face. "I'm going to sell you for money today. Some people say that your body is as good as an orange, and your whole body is a treasure."
For a moment, Song Chunxue felt a fear akin to being targeted by an executioner. [Wuyou, if you don't make a move, are you waiting until the New Year?]
"I can't see him! Wait a minute, I'll go find Master Han, he has a solution!"
Song Chunxue was furious; she thought Wuyou had already found him.
"I have consciousness now too. Just a moment ago, I was also in a dream. Please don't wrong me," Wuyou said, sounding aggrieved. "Wait, I see Master Han and the others!"
The next moment, the sounds around her disappeared, and all Song Chunxue could see was a hazy mist.
She couldn't care less about anything else. She poured a large amount of spiritual power into the chess piece and forcefully activated it!
"Break!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of bombing filled my ears, and the man's laughter became even more sinister and terrifying.
But she couldn't care less about anything else; the chill running through her body made Song Chunxue want nothing more than to escape his control as soon as possible.
She closed her eyes and threw out a dozen more chess pieces.
Before she could even begin, Wuyou shouted, "No, no, no, my dear aunt! Please don't use force! You're like a calf in a nightmare right now; even several of us can't hold you down. These dozens of chess pieces will injure my disciple!"
Song Chunxue suddenly felt weak. [Did you see me struggling?]
[That's not all! You almost scratched Lord Zhao's face! Don't use your deadly moves yet. Master Han wants you to use your mental power to reclaim control of the dream world and take it over!]
To occupy it?
Song Chunxue immediately became interested. She knew that as one's cultivation level increased, one's spiritual sense would become stronger, meaning one's mental power would become more formidable.
"Why are you running? She's just a female cultivator, why are you fighting so desperately? It's just... Ouch!" The man suddenly cried out in pain, "What did you do?"
Song Chunxue laughed, her eyes tightly closed, her voice carrying a hint of schadenfreude and excitement, "I love reading leisure books. My senior brother had me read a book about controlling dreams. Although I only have a vague understanding of it and have never actually tried to control dreams, thankfully your appearance has guided me through the maze."
"Just now, I pulled out your intestines." She laughed along with him. "Tsk, there's a black lump in your intestines. What do you usually eat, coal or donkey dung? You're not some dung beetle spirit, are you?"
"Impossible! How could you possibly..."
Song Chunxue closed her eyes tightly and used her spiritual sense to see him, grab him, and hit him!
In recent years, her spiritual consciousness has become increasingly powerful, as has her mental power.
Whoever I think of during the day, whether it's a childhood playmate, an older sister I grew up with, or my deceased parents, I dream about them at night.
In her past life, she accidentally discovered that she couldn't miss someone too much; if you think of him all the time, he will also think of you.
Before she got married, she didn't think anything of it, until one time, she looked at her child with worry, afraid that the child would fall off the donkey's back, and then she watched helplessly as the child really did fall off the donkey's back.
Later, she asked the people who came from the village and learned that parents should not worry too much about their children, should not be overly concerned about their children, and should not think about bad things about their children. They should think about how well their children are doing.
But it's hard for a mother not to worry about her child.
At that time, she didn't quite understand why parents' concerns might be a burden on their children, but she vaguely felt that it made sense.
In recent years, through spiritual practice, she has learned to restrain her spirit and not easily release her divine consciousness.
Because you're afraid of scaring yourself to death, when you can't control yourself, you can't even tell whether it's your imagination or what your mind sees.
I'm feeling lost lately, and I don't know how to deal with these sudden thoughts.
Now, however, she vaguely had an answer.
She brazenly grabbed the man's hair and pulled him close to her by the ear.
"Clap clap clap!"
She imagined raising her hand to slap him, and heard a loud slap in her ear.
"What are you doing, you vile woman? Let me go!"
Song Chunxue's smile widened. "So, I really can do it. How did you drag me into this dream? Xie Zheng, tell me the truth, or I'll crush your balls!"
Song Chunxue held her breath and punched him hard in the face, then used her other hand to press his hands to the ground with her knee.
She had never tried to condense her telekinesis into a weapon before, but today she could give it a shot.
"Come here." She closed her eyes, watching a sharp dagger appear in her hand, and pressed it forcefully against his neck. "What's going on? Where's Xie Zheng?"
"Please... be gentle, be gentle, my neck..." His arrogance was replaced by fear, and he raised his hands to beg for mercy. "Lord Xie is just asleep. His consciousness is a little dull because he has lost his emotional connection. Call him a few more times, or you can use your consciousness to see where he is."
Song Chunxue was afraid that she might accidentally kill the man, and that she and Lord Xie, who were trapped in his dream, would also be injured.
The next moment, the dagger in her hand disappeared, and she used both hands to scratch his face fiercely.
"You're so ugly, yet you come to scare me in my dreams? How dare you? You want to take away my spirit? Don't you even know if you have the ability? And forget about my physical body. Are all those senior brothers and uncles outside just for decoration?"
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