But enlightenment takes time.
By the time he understood it, Danqing would have slipped away.
The Thirteenth Master also swung his sword, but also failed.
This scroll space seems to be Danqing's inner world.
If you want to break through the barrier of the small world, perhaps only the Sword Spirit of Han Guang can do it.
For a while.
Everyone fell silent.
There's no need to fight anymore.
Each of them looks like their mother has died.
Ying Wuji spat and glared at the sky fiercely.
The shadow of my ego shuddered and said quickly, "It's no use glaring at me. Your plan is too insidious and has deceived everyone. Now I am also a fish on the chopping board. Why should we fish make things difficult for fish?
Instead of killing me, you might as well think about how to stop Danqing.
I also hope that you, this killer, will take Danqing's crack and leave.
But I have given away all my things, there is nothing I can do!"
Ying Wuji: “Fuck!”
He smacked his thigh.
My whole body is numb.
Just now he was a little proud that at least he had won Danqing over.
Who knew I would encounter such a painful situation right away.
This shadow of me is really a waste.
Can the gap be filled by stuffing two people?
But what this guy said makes sense. If I lock myself up in there, both sides will most likely die together.
The most urgent task now is to deal with Danqing.
But……
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
The crowd tried every possible means but were unable to do anything to Danqing.
I can only watch the scroll slowly shrink...
Ying Wuji was extremely irritable and wanted to go crazy.
I didn't expect it after all the calculations.
Still count yourself in.
Although the information between the two sides was not equal, he still felt the frustration of being killed under the tower while on the laning line.
There should still be a chance!
Although the connection with the external incarnation has become much weaker, some information can still be transmitted to the outside world.
Induce Ji Dong or Dan Qing to come here again. There are so many strong people here, it may not be impossible to kill them by force.
But this will also face some problems.
That is, the external incarnation requires external force to activate.
Besides, these two guys are both old perverts, and it is not an easy task to lure them over.
It's difficult!
Ying Wuji stared at the scroll that was getting smaller and smaller, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Look up.
The shadow of my ego shuddered.
Just when Ying Wuji was about to kill someone to vent his anger.
"puff!"
There was a slight sound.
The phantom of the scroll suddenly became a real entity.
It's as if something has been drained away.
He fell to the ground helplessly.
Lifeless.
There is no magic.
Just like an ordinary scroll.
Everyone present: "..."
What is going on here?
…
Shangmo Bookstore.
There is a gentle and charming woman painted on the scroll.
This woman is Hua Chao.
Her expression was full of reluctance and confusion.
Only now did she understand why Ying Wuji had left him so many means of self-defense.
With a handful of soybeans in your arms, you can form a team of guards by injecting a bit of true energy to activate them.
There is also a wooden man who can become a master using the same method.
There is also Aunt Sword Spirit who has a sharp tongue.
He is also one of the rare strong men in the world.
But she never imagined that Xiao Liu, the person closest to her, was actually the criminal's subordinate, or that his identity had been replaced by the criminal.
Not only did he hide it from himself.
Even hid it from everyone.
After all, who could have imagined that this maid who had served him closely for more than ten years would harbor evil intentions.
Even Aunt Jianling didn't react.
No wonder.
Who would care about a maid who has just reached the fetal transformation stage and has a fourth-grade spiritual fetus?
Too scheming!
From the very beginning, use various hints to provoke your emotions.
In the end, he acted decisively and ruthlessly, sealing off all his inner energy without realizing it, and blocking out all sounds.
Wuji left himself so many backup plans.
I didn't use any of them.
Xiao Liu looked up and down at the scroll and felt that the image was vivid enough, but not real enough. Every stroke was made up of various mysterious patterns.
She frowned slightly.
Because of this pattern, the part representing my true self is very dim, only slightly brighter than that of ordinary people.
It seems that the stimulation is not enough.
The corners of her mouth slightly raised, playing with the wooden man in her hand: "Miss! Is this the means of self-defense that the prince consort left for you? It's just an ordinary wooden man, but you are coaxing him to guard it like a treasure?
really!
Men only like good women!
If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing what is good for you and having such unrealistic fantasies.
No wonder he fooled me with this wooden man and put me in such a deadly situation!
But don't blame the prince consort.
He has the world in his heart and has so many things to do every day.
Where do I find the time to play these love-related things with you?
Miss!
You are exactly like your mother!
She was abandoned by her unfaithful man using the excuse of the people of the world.
You make the same mistake again!
It's really sad!"
The expression of the woman in the painting did not change at all.
But there seemed to be more self-doubt and extreme pain in his eyes.
In her heart.
Something that looks like a seed is stirring.
It seemed like something inside was trying to come out, but it was suppressed by an inexplicable force.
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