Chapter 349 Delirium 15

Qin Yan knew that he was wrong and did not refute. As soon as he turned around and went out, he sat down at the door.

At a glance, he saw a trace of blood extending from the distance all the way to the door. He frowned and raised his eyes to look around. As soon as the morning light spread out, the village was peaceful, and there were faint figures walking in the distance. Those were sentries in the village, which did not look abnormal.

What is the beginning of the person who can hurt the fairy to such a point? Even if Zhao Zhiping comes back, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch it!

After several battles with Xinxian, Qin Yan has felt that she actually left her hand every time. In his opinion, the real strength of this girl is probably close to the level of the seven fairies of martial arts. Put it in the magic door, it is not much inferior to Gong Yunxiu and Song Qingsha.

With her ability, a few zombies should not be able to hurt her. Could it be that it was ambushed by the killer?

It's hard to drive away the zombies, and the defense in the village is now devastated. If the killers take this opportunity to sneak in, they will be really dangerous...

Qin Yan thought for a moment, then emptyed his head and stared at the sky.

The sun rises to the top of the forest, and birds sing everywhere in the woods. Everything should look good. But there are always heavy things in my chest, and I dare not forget them if I can't get rid of them. Naturally, I am depressed.

He thought wildly and closed his eyes lazily, but suddenly found something wrong. I don't know when, the spiritual waves around him squeezed towards this, and the violently vibrating aura field formed a magnificent ocean, and he was already in the whirlpool of the gas storm!

The mysterious and unpredictable heavenly vein in the legend has never been so clearly presented in front of him. It showed an angry posture, like a wave of waves, which piled up one after another. And he, and the little fairy in the house, are emitting the same rhythmic fluctuations, becoming the two most abrupt points between the storms of heaven and earth!

He was stunned and saw the surging wave coming, but he was pulled by by a force. Only a few pure beads of water ignored the traction and sprinkled on his body - now it was just a thin aura that penetrated into it and quickly grew.

He looked back and looked at it. What he saw was no longer a real scene, but a dreamlike aura vein. Xin Xian turned into an extremely dense dark purple fog, allowing the huge waves of spiritual power to beat, but he was moving, but it was rapidly stretching and changing, gradually condensing into a ** fair female body. She sat cross-legged and suddenly opened her eyes, dazzling.

"This..." He was about to make a sound, and the aura was entangled by it. The storm between heaven and earth stopped in an instant. In a blink of an eye, the wind and waves were calm, and the spirit returned to one.

He jumped up, rushed into the door and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Xinxian hasn't got up yet, and the fog all over his body has already dissipated. He slowly raised his head and still hasn't opened his eyes, but there is an awe-inspiring momentum. In this short time, she seemed to have been reborn. After a moment of silence, she gently exhaled a mouthful of white fog with the fragrance of sandalwood, and her face looked mysterious. His eyes slowly opened, and the streamer contained in it turned into hundreds of millions of sharp lines and pierced into Qin Yan's eyes fiercely. Qin Yan was shocked a few steps back, and the sea of soul knowledge in the depths of the spiritual platform was stirred up. Their eyes met again like a galaxy falling into the abyss, and the space as a medium suddenly twisted into a hazy fog.

This is a spontaneous counterattack by the sea of consciousness. Once he reacted, Qin Yan immediately turned his head and stepped back a few steps before looking at Xin Xian again and said calmly, "How do I feel that you seem to have had a good luck?"

Xin Xian slowly got up, looked at his face for a moment, and then lowered his head to look at his hands. Her expression was a little stunned. After a long time, she said quietly, "I have become a Taoist fetal body, but I didn't expect it to be because of you. Uncle, how can I reward you?"

"What happened just now?"

"Just now..." Xinxian hesitated for a moment and suddenly smiled, "Anyway, I have been reborn, and you have contributed to this. But you opened your eyes and gained a lot of benefits, so I don't need to reward you extra, do I?"

"Eye of Heaven? Isn't this the magic power that monks can practice?" Qin Yan was shocked, looked back, and found that there were countless looming silk threads in his vision, as shallow as smoke, all over the place, lingering around him and Xinxian.

Is this the aura between heaven and earth? I can see them directly!' After being stunned, he went to see Xinxian again, but saw that her body was wrapped in a thick translucent aura barrier and could not see through the scene inside.

At this time, Xinxian has restrained the surging and strong momentum just now. He raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of him looking at him. He retreated cautiously by half a step, and his pretty face was slightly cold: "Is it beautiful? Do you want me to take off my clothes and show you enough?

Hearing her words with a murderous spirit, Qin Yan quickly looked away and looked at the scenery outside the door.

At this glance, what he saw was completely different from the past. He seemed to have fallen into an ocean of countless psychedelic color lines. The strange ribbon silk thread is woven into a strange shape, rolling and spreading, depicting an extremely abstract pattern. He couldn't understand the mystery at all. After looking at it for a while, he only felt that his eyes began to swell and his head began to buzz and tremble.

He quickly closed his eyes, let the dark curtain isolate all the strange patterns, and stood motionless for a while before he felt that the trill in his head calmed down.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene he saw returned to normal. No matter how focused he focused on the light, he could not see the scene of intertwined reiki.

"Can't you see it again?" Xinxian came over with a soft smile, "It's just a burden to practice such a magical power with your weak soul."

"Well, it's really a little wasteful for people like me to practice." For Qin Yan, the spiritual power in his body grew from an extremely weak trace to the size of a stream, which was what made him most happy. After the spiritual stimulation that resonates with Xinxian, his current spiritual cultivation has probably progressed to the middle level of human yuan, and his recovery is just around the corner.

He turned his face to look at Xinxian: "What about you? Have you recovered from your injury?"

"Of course it's okay! It just takes some time to fully recover. Hee, speaking of which, it's really a loss for you! Uncle, say it yourself, how can I thank you?

Qin Yan opened his eyes and said, "If you want to make a promise, don't do it. I have enough confidants, and there is no more superfluous place. You'd better not come to join in the fun.

Xinxian covered her mouth and smiled: "Yo, I can't see that you are still an affectionate seed! Tell me about your romantic past. Not only am I curious, but also Brother Rabbit wants to know!"