Chapter 3649

Pooh!

Seeing Mo Yan Wushang held by Zhuo Wen, he suddenly opened his eyes and immediately held a sharp dagger in his right hand, which was stabbing Zhuo Wen's heart.

Zhuo Wen left Mo Yan without sorrow, stepped back and looked at the dagger in his chest. She couldn't believe it.

"Wu Shang, you..."

Zhuo Wen pulled out his dagger and looked puzzled at Mo Yan who stood up.

At the moment, Mo Yan has no sorrow. Her eyes are full of indifference. Looking at Zhuo Wen is like looking at a stranger.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen found that the dagger was coated with highly toxic.

The toxicity was extremely strong and spread along his heart towards the meridians of his whole body.

Under such toxicity, he was paralyzed and his muscles began to lose consciousness.

Zhuo Wen felt sitting cross legged on the ground and began to run Hongmeng decision, which barely resisted the continued erosion of toxicity.

"Brother Zhuo, i... how could I do this to you?"

Suddenly, the opposite Mo Yan had no sorrow, covered his lips with his hands, and his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief and guilt.

With that, Mo Yan Wushang came to help Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, looked deeply at Mo Yan Wushang in front of her, stopped her and said, "Wushang, don't come here first. I need to ease up!"

Mo Yan didn't stop. She was worried and said, "brother Zhuo, how can I do this? Your injury is very serious, and I hurt it by mistake. I will be responsible for you!"

Mo Yan Wushang comes to Zhuo Wen and reaches out to help him up.

But when she touched Zhuo Wen, her pretty face changed slightly. She saw Zhuo Wen suddenly blow out and face Mo Yan's heartless eyebrows.

Mo Yan Wushang reacted quickly, his head tilted and avoided this palm.

But this palm was very fast. Although Mo Yan Wushang escaped the key, it fell on her left shoulder.

Mo Yan Wushang's left shoulder was blasted out, and then she humed and retreated again and again. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhuo Wen coldly.

Bang!

At the foot of Mo Yan Wushang, a dagger fell.

This dagger was not taken from Zhuo Wen, but the second dagger taken out by Mo Yan Wushang.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the "Mo Yan Wu Shang" in front of him and asked coldly.

He is in bad condition now. The poison on the dagger is stronger than he expected. Even he can only barely support it, and he is still very hard.

The reason why he suspected that the ink words in front of him were not sad was mainly because when the woman stabbed him in the heart with a dagger, there was only indifference in her beautiful eyes, but there was no color of guilt.

After discovering that he had resisted the toxicity, his eyes showed concern and guilt.

Although the look change was very short, he was caught by Zhuo Wen. Therefore, he decided that the woman in front of him was not Mo Yan Wushang.

"It's me! I'm Wushang! Brother Zhuo, you... You're fierce. I'm a little scared!"

Mo Yan's beautiful eyes showed a pitiful posture, gradually approached Zhuo Wen, and her delicate body was trembling.

Zhuo Wen took out the detoxification pill and healing pill from the Lingjie and swallowed them all.

Although he doesn't know what kind of poison he is in, although the antidote pill can't be completely solved, it can greatly alleviate the toxicity.

"It's ridiculous. I don't care who you are. As long as it's not without sorrow, I really don't care!"

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and smiled at himself when he was a little better.

"Mo Yan has no sorrow." so she went to Zhuo Wen again. The color of grievance on her face became stronger and stronger. She apologized to Zhuo Wen and declared that she didn't mean it.

"Hongmeng floating knife!"

Zhuo Wen sneered, pinched the formula with both hands, and a purple knife swept out of the void. The direction was unpredictable, and finally cut into the back of "Mo Yan Wu Shang".

Mo Yan Wushang screamed, and soon her body began to fade gradually and finally disappeared in front of him.

"Or fantasy?"

Looking at Mo Yan Wu Shang who disappeared in front of him, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk.

He thought that the dreamland of this place had been broken by him, but he didn't expect that the Mo Yan Wushang was also a dreamland.

And the illusion is very real. He is really injured. The injury really exists.

"It seems that I was careless. I'm afraid this place is the place of fantasy, and the fantasy here will become more and more real over time!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes are dignified. He knows that he still underestimates this place.

What he expected was not right. The fantasy is not over yet, and the next fantasy has substantial damage.

In other words, if you are injured in the illusion, your real body will suffer the same injury.

If you accidentally die in the dreamland, you really die.

However, the real illusion does not appear one wave after another, but at intervals.

When you break a fantasy, the next one may not come until a few days later, or even half a month, a month or more.

Zhuo Wen walked on this dreamland. He didn't know where the end was. He just knew to go forward.

Although in the process of cracking the illusion, his spirit is indeed constantly improving invisibly.

But over time, Zhuo Wen gradually became numb.

Even, he began to have no sense of time.

He can't remember how long he walked on this dreamland.

One year, two years... Even ten years, he can't remember clearly. All he knows is that he has walked in this land for a long time.

"No! I can't waste too much time here..."

On the vast and desolate land, Zhuo Wen stopped, and his numb eyes suddenly became sharp.

I'm afraid it's not far from the invasion of Jinyu starry sky.

Although he himself has made complete preparations, he always feels wrong in his heart.

He has a card, but neither Gong qilue nor Ni Si are ordinary people. Don't they have a card?

And since Zhuo Wen entered the Pearl world, he found that his connection with the separated body had been completely cut off.

After all, the power of the divine soul mainly depends on the Buddha.

Now the connection between the self and the separated body has been cut off, and the power of the separated soul is actually very weak. In addition to the three spirit sword meanings left by the self, the separated soul can only be equivalent to the fifth loser.

"Hmm? Where is..."

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen stopped. He found a castle in the air in the distance in front of the wasteland.

Under the castle in the air, there is an oasis completely immobile from the wasteland.

"Go and have a look!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up. After walking on this land for so long, it was the first time he saw different landscapes.

Perhaps in this castle in the air and oasis, there are clues to find Mo Yan Wushang and the way to leave here.