"Well, I was just passing by and asked if I was strange."
Qinchuan should have a sue at will, and he didn’t bother himself. He played with Xiao Xiao in the backyard and finally returned to his room.
Sitting on the couch is a little worried.
Try to practice meditation several times, and then simply freeze your mind and sort out all kinds of changes in recent days. You must never be kept in the dark.
This time, the temple plotted to assassinate Confucian scholars, and it happened that Kong Ling heard that it was haunted. Among them, the Dark Gate secretly laid a monty phantom array. Besides, it seems that he was stared at by a person who can perform mysterious illusions. Are these related?
Do they want to target people who are actually themselves? !
Suddenly, Qinchuan suddenly opened his eyes with a change of complexion.
If the temple assassination plan was deliberately revealed to himself, Li Muzihan attracted himself to Jingzhou, and then he used illusion to disturb his mood. In the dreamland, Mu Zihan wanted to kill her by himself, which triggered his demons to fall into the magic road.
Finally, attract yourself to the ghost array of Kongling Monty, or capture yourself.
This is a perfect sewing plan!
"Never let them succeed!"
Heart thoughtfully qinchuan secretly bitten to grind.
Although it is a guess, this conjecture is well-founded and can make sense. If the same person is planning behind it, the only person who is targeting it is himself.
Suddenly, Qinchuan’s handprint became a curse and a tactic was lightly read.
Suddenly, a stream of black gas came out from his body and gradually gathered in front, slowly condensing into a human figure, and the blink of an eye was another identical person in his room.
Demon incarnate!
"whew!"
A blue light Qinchuan body broke through the window and flew to the roof of Sue’s house to hide its shape.
"It’s not that easy to calculate on me!"
……
The setting sun flooded the moon into the high.
Qinchuan, a locust tree in the backyard of Su’s family, sits cross-legged on a branch, and a real yuan spreads out and covers himself. The breath disappears completely, unless the strength gap is great, people will notice it.
At this time, it depends on whether the illusionist will come again.
A faint mist filled the hazy night air.
"This is …"
Qinchuan then zheng face slightly changed, his eyebrows frowning together, and his heart suspected that the illusion was cast through this fog?
A night wind blew over and raised his hair.
Suddenly, a red figure appeared as expected.
However, instead of leaning toward the wing where he lived, he turned in a direction and entered the private back house of the Su family. Soon, he was holding a child and running towards the north.
Su Xiaoxiao
"Not good!"
Qinchuan exclaimed that she could not consider many towns and rivers offering imperial swords rapidly, but she ran after them. This time, she cut Su Xiaoxiao herself and lured her chips!
Damn it!
The moonlight is blurred with a chill.
The cold wind blows gently in a dense forest in the north of the city, and a few crows are even more gloomy.
"Stop it."
Qinchuan in one hand and Zhenshanhe Daofa in the other hand spread out with subtle green light, and stood behind the woman in red, coldly tunnel the sword blade in one hand and turned out a quiver.
The woman in red has lagged behind.
“……”
Then Qinchuan bit her lips again, and some could not bear it. Even though she knew that she was in a dreamland at this time, this familiar face still made her feel dazed for a long time. How many times did trouble sleeping think hard that it was this woman in front of her?