Chapter 7 Of course, because I'm more beautiful than you

With the first two preparations, it seemed very smooth to enter the dream for the third time. In mid-air, I flipped Pose with a Thomas 360 degrees, and then fell to the ground with my head and feet.

The sword in his hand trembled, and it must have been Chengying who sighed there. I got up from the ground with a blank face and patted the dust and looked around. This scene is neither in the corridor nor in the forest, but on the edge of the forest and desert. There is a strange fragrance spreading in the air, as if it were ethereal after a lifetime.

I frowned. As soon as I was about to speak, Chengying's voice slowly came from my mind: "It seems a little strange."

It is really strange that two incompatible scenes rarely appear in ordinary people's dreams. Generally, they are mainly based on a fixed scene. Once two scenes appear, it means that the mood of the sleeper has changed dramatically. At this time, the consciousness of the sleeper also fluctuates frequently. People who enter the dream will be lost if they are not careful. Between reality and illusion.

I'm a waste. I naturally feel a little guilty when I see this situation, and I didn't think about whether to retreat or not. Before the hypothesis was developed to one-third, a faint voice came from his mind.

"Don't be afraid." His voice was very calm, giving people the illusion of winning in a trance.

"With me, everything will be fine."

I clenched the sword in my right hand. When I entered the dream this time, Chengying and I were no longer connected by the props, but by the sword I pulled out before. This is a real sword, which is both the body of Chengying and the posture he transformed in his dream, so he can feel the temperature from Chengying's hand more directly.

"No." I lowered my voice.

"Even if the sleeper is half asleep and half awake, the atmosphere nearby will not be so depressing. If I guess correctly, it should be coming."

The woods by the desert shook, and then a dark shadow rushed towards me from the front at a very fast speed. Almost at the same moment, Chengying's voice came from the depths of his mind: "It's coming!"

I quickly avoided its attack to the left side and attacked it from the bottom to the top with my sword in my right hand. Chengying and I cooperated very tacitly, and only easily penetrated its body in the lightning.

I didn't feel the stranding feeling when the sword passed through the object. The sword seemed to pass through the air. However, when I stood up straight and looked at it, I found that it had knelt on the ground. There is a very faint fragrance coming from it, surrounded by traces of illusion blurred.

This should be its ontology, but not its prototype. Most of the monsters that create illusions can't touch human bodies, because they don't have a fixed posture and can't cause physical damage to humans. Only by mentally attacking the target through fantasy can they cause death.

I pronounced the illusion to lift the spell, and soon saw the green converging in the middle in a whirlpool. The abstract gas finally became clear after being distorted to a certain level, and then appeared in front of me in a familiar posture.

I rubbed my eyes, and then I rubbed my eyes.

Uncle? How-old-are-you?

Chengying smiled softly in his mind: "It seems that it is attached to the uncle. This guy's eight characters are too low. It is so easily attached to it. I guess he is usually a demon recruiter."

It's more than recruiting demons. I responded silently in my heart. He is simply a strange pulling machine.

Looking back at the uncle, he is lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. The difficulty factor of 9.8 can get at least 3.8. I went over and stabbed it with my sword: "Are you dead?"

It answered my question with no response.

So I picked up the sword and stabbed it down, and suddenly saw a carp sitting up: "Wait, wait! This is a human body! If you really stab him, he will die!"

I looked at it and sneered, "Will he not die if I don't stab him?" As long as you attach to him, you will continue to suck away his essence. You will definitely be sucked away for no more than three hours. Sooner or later, you will die. Why don't I kill him with you?

After saying that, he didn't respond to it, raised his sword and stabbed down. Its face changed dramatically in an instant, and finally turned into smoke and escaped when the tip of the sword was zero millimeter away from the uncle's eyes: "You are ruthless!"

"Thank you, it's not as good as cooking instant noodles without seasoning bags." I held my arm and sneered. After seeing its expected look of astonishment, I raised my eyebrows with satisfaction.

"Do you think you are hiding it secretly? The fragrance on your body is so strong that you really can't smell the fragrance of a long-legged beauty who intends to pester Chengying and plots against a pear flower pressing begonia and an old cow eating tender grass?

So its expression was even more stunned: "It's impossible. I obviously covered my breath with the illusion of deceiving the five senses. How can you smell it?"

I grinned: "Of course it's this guy's help."

I picked up the sword and pointed it at it, allowing the illusory sword to shine illusory light in the day. Its pupils widened in an instant, but I laughed like a villain: "Have you noticed? What sword am I holding in my hand? This is not the prop I took when I came in before, but a real sword that really exists.

It looked extremely shocked, but I was very relieved. Thinking about its domineering arrogance when it laughed at my IQ in the fantasy before, I decided to take advantage of the victory.

"I guess you found Chengying's ontology when we checked in. Tut, the aura of the thousand-year-old sword spirit is not available to ordinary practitioners, so I have been trying to get away from him. Unfortunately, it's a pity that Chengying doesn't like your type."

Do S-level monsters have an S-shaped curve? Are you kidding! Sword spirits will not be interested in beautiful women with long breasts, thighs and upturned buttocks like superficial human beings!

It stared at me. There was no problem of tangling in his figure, but killed him. I simply lifted Chengying up and showed it: "Would you like to come and touch it and sign it by the way? A monster without an entity like you can't touch Chengying, right?

Yes, its body is a Mirage, a monster that creates hallucinations by exhaling.

It has no strong spiritual power to drag people into the fantasy world. It can only create parallel space by borrowing the aura of the shadow. Unfortunately, I have a strong resistance to the fantasy world. Because my left eye is short-sighted and right-sighted, I can completely illusion myself without wearing corrective glasses. Its small attack is not enough for me to stuff my teeth.

Its eyes moved back and forth between me and Chengying, and the invincible arrogance finally turned into an incredible shock: "How did you get this sword?"

I smiled shamelessly: "Of course, it's because I'm more beautiful than you."