Raising Evil Spirits

It hasn’t been a long time since Tianjian Mountain was built, but the development is far beyond what I expected. However, if the head is Li Guxian, the answer to this question is not so surprising. Moreover, Tiancheng has many swordsmen, and it is also Tiancheng. The most powerful manifestation of combat power, the existence of the sword gate of Tianjian Mountain also made the world immortal family look at it, and it is not surprising that there will be such an effect.

I would also like to walk around to see what happened to Li Guxian, and what happened to Emperor Taihua and Monarch Mengxue who were good at swordsmanship, but were just about to follow the immortal family flying into the realm. At the time, I suddenly felt a strange feeling, which made me instantly raise the spirit of Twelve Points!

There is no more familiarity with this feeling than familiarity with myself. I stopped in an instant, and immediately combined my thoughts with this strange fluctuation!

In an instant, I appeared in a strange mist, and under my feet, there was a dense red grass.

I raised my hand, and in this cloud and mist, layers of mist had formed on my palm. This hazy feeling made people feel like being in some unknown horror.

Of course, I also realized in an instant why I appeared here.

Although I still don't know whose dreams I am in right now, I am able to be here entirely because a piece of luck that belongs to me resonates with me.

There are many disciples in Jianshan Mountain on this day, and the Little Sword Society also gathers the descendants and juniors of the various sects, families, forces of the Nine Heavens, so my chances of finding a medium will inevitably increase, but even so, The probability of directly entering the dream like this is actually still small and pitiful!

I can guess what the Xiaojian will be like. At this time, let alone someone sleeping, I’m afraid you can’t wait to see your opponent more, study how to beat the opponent, how can you be in Tianjian Mountain, Still have time to sleep?

So the owner of this dream is indeed a bit weird. Could this little sword have nothing to do with it? I have a trace of extremely low air luck, but I have not used it at all. It is almost kept in the body like a stocking. This makes my success and air luck completely resonate.

Once the mind finds its own luck, it is equivalent to finding the medium, and even I can gather it from this luck to restore the original me and reappear in the nine heavens!

But what makes me a little depressed next is that this piece of air luck is so small that it can’t even be called a piece of air luck. Even if I want to use it to rebuild, I’m afraid that it will not be able to condense the flesh in ten or eight years. Yes, let alone practice secretly in someone else's body, will I take the initiative to pinch it out.

The current master of Qi Luck has the initiative. Even though I am the master of this Qi Luck, my arm cannot be screwed on my thigh. Parasitism is not a boarding.

"Um... that... brother, do you really... really like Xing'er..."

Just when I was thinking about what the master of luck might do against me as a parasite, a timid voice came from behind me, and the shyness of the tone and the weird meaning of the words made me feel a little bit weird.

"This..." I settled down, but didn't turn around. After all, the meaning was clear. In my dream, I seemed to have confessed feelings to women.

But now that I look like, if I turn around and are not the person she likes, what should I do if the other party suppresses my thoughts of luck in a hurry?

Am I wronged? So now that the plot has developed to this point, I have to hold on to the little girl.

"Brother... Actually Xing'er... Xing'er also... How can I put it... Xing'er actually quite...likes brother... But I didn't expect that the senior would suddenly say that he likes Xing'er, so for a while ...I don't know what to do..." The woman's tone was tangled and shy, and at the same time she still had a hint of unconfidence, but listening to this voice, it should be a girl about fourteen years old. , This is probably a little girl as old as Rujin in my family.

It's no surprise that the love is first opened.

I thought about it, and said: "Actually, I am not your brother, and I have never lived with you. I just appeared here by accident. But there is a saying, please, fortunately girl, you can listen to me quietly. ,Okay?"

"Huh?" The girl seemed to be a little surprised after hearing this, but she quickly said in a frustrated tone: "Ah...Is it true...Is it not even a dream..."

A wry smile appeared at the corners of my mouth. The child used to imagine that others confessed to her in a dream. It was youthful and lovely, but it was not surprising. People always have many beautiful fantasy that cannot become reality, but in dreams , But you can plan to make up for this impossible fantasy.

Listening to this voice, you can be regarded as a little beauty, right? As I thought about it, I said, "There will always be your own true destiny, right? You are still young, so you don’t have to rush for a while. There will be more young talents like you in the future. By then, you will be lucky. I’m afraid I can’t refuse to refuse.”

In the end, instead of making the little girl happy, I heard her sigh: "Impossible... No one would like Xing'er, and I don't know if I will survive tomorrow... But today is The first time I saw the brother in the dreamland, he would talk to me like this..."

"Huh? Can't survive tomorrow?" I couldn't help being curious, this little girl still worried about her life in Tiancheng? This is totally beyond my expectation.

"Yes, Xing'er has been different from other brothers and sisters since she was a child... She was destined to live no more than twenty years after she was born..." The little girl was a little frustrated in her words, but she didn't seem to have much sadness. Up.

"Little girl, do you mind if I turn around? It's always bad for me to speak with my back to you, right?" I was surprised that a disciple of Celestial City did not live for more than twenty years, which is indeed a bit weird.

"No...Senior brother, don't turn around!" The little girl quickly refused, which made me constrict my eyebrows, and could only ask: "What's the matter? Why can't I turn around?"

"Because...because..." The little girl seemed to be a little panicked, which aggravated my doubts. She also seemed to think it was wrong to leave me alone. The girl could only say, "Fortunately... ...Ugly...I don't want to make the difference between brothers too big..."

I laughed dumbly and said, "It's okay. For me, looks are natural, and beauty and ugliness are no different in my heart. Besides, this is just a dream. You think of me as a grown-up. In this way, beauty and ugliness are instead It doesn't make much sense, right?"

"This..." The girl still hesitated, but she quickly made some decision and said, "Well... it's a dream anyway..."

While the girl hesitated, I slowly turned around, and the moment I saw her, although there was no change in my face, my heart was still shocked.

Because I didn't even think about it, the other party was actually a seventy or eighty year old woman.