The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yun Ying's eyes were blurry, and she could only see Feng Jing's mouth opening and closing, as if she was still talking, but her voice gradually narrowed, so small that she couldn't hear clearly.

"..."

Feng Jing was sure that he saw Yunying open her mouth, but she couldn't hear her voice at all, so she couldn't help being surprised, and leaned into her ear and asked, "What did you say?"

Yunying was in so much pain that she wished her soul could leave her body to get rid of all these situations, but at the same time, her mind was also very clear.

Feng Jing was talking, and he could tell from his expression that he must have spoken very loudly, but what he heard in his ears was like a distant roar on a windy day, noisy and indistinct.

It must be that the mirage has come up with a new trick.

In a daze, I remembered that in the records about mirages, there is indeed such a thing, if you stay in the mirage for too long and inhale too much smoke, the five senses will gradually weaken.

The current situation of the two is somewhat similar to what is said in the record, but different.

Looking up at Feng Jing, Feng Jing was speaking even more anxiously because Yun Ying never answered.

Yun Ying raised her index finger to stick to his lips, and slowly shook his head to shake his head.

It's useless to talk now, it's better to save some energy and think about how to deal with the immediate crisis.

Feng Jing's mouth was sealed by her, the tips of her ears turned red instantly, and her mind went blank.

After calming down for a while, he gradually realized that it was probably a mirage.

In fact, everything is an illusion created by mirages. The most powerful mirage can control any monk to attack two people, and can also control all flowers, plants, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts to besiege them, as long as it wants, even It can turn the entire city into an opponent of the two.

But most mirages can't reach that level, not to mention their minds are very unspeakable, and they rarely destroy the order in the illusion to trap and kill monks.

Whether this is because they are nostalgic for their hometown, Feng Jing doesn't know, but there are records of mirages, and the illusions they create are not much different from real cities.

The monks in the city gate will not come to the inner city, so after successfully passing through the city gate, even though there are still many bone-forging monks who have not "died", they will not rush out to continue fighting with Feng Jing.

If not, the two of them would not be able to check for abnormalities here safely.

Yun Ying patted Feng Jing on the shoulder, pointed to an inn in front, Feng Jing understood, took her to the lobby of the inn, found an empty chair, helped her to sit down, and sat down opposite her, tightly Stare at her lips, trying to read what she said.

Yunying also tried to speak each word very slowly, making the mouth shape very clear: "Maybe, this mirage saw our performance in the city gate."

Feng Jing nodded slightly: "Should we not convey the meaning by words?"

Neither of them could hear the other's words, they could only look at each other's lips as carefully as possible to tell the difference.

Yun Ying stomped on his words, and was about to speak, when Feng Jing said: "What if we use secret language to transmit sound?"

Probably not.

As soon as Yun Ying thought about it, she saw a look of disappointment on Feng Jing's face, and she smiled helplessly.

Obviously, Feng Jing tried it just now, but did not receive any response from herself, so she realized that such means of communication would not work either.

Yun Ying quietly asked Cui Zun if he had a solution to this problem.

Cui Zun said that he only had one way to prevent the two from being completely insensitive to each other, but he couldn't get rid of the "deafness" dilemma caused by the mirage.