The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Feng Jing and Xiao Miao stood behind Yunying, their bodies were stiff and their eyes were dull, like two wooden men, they didn't move at all.

It's not right, it's not right!

With this dazed kung fu, Yunying's cold knife gang caught up with Sui Shan again.

Sui Shan clutched his neck and rolled on the spot, but was still stabbed between the waist and the waist by the swift knife. When the knife was stirred violently, he felt as if his waist and abdomen had been dismantled, and the pain was tearing at his heart. There was an extremely cold chill spreading from the wound, almost invading his stone sea between breaths, but it was precisely because of this that he realized that something was wrong.

Although he had never experienced Yunying's knife gun before, even if he only had a glimpse, he could see that the terrifying murderous aura on it was extremely pure.

Although the current Daoguang also has a murderous aura, it is not pure, but more of a cold aura.

It's like... It's like the cold air that has been frozen for thousands of years outside!
illusion!This is an illusion!
Sui Shan shuddered all over, and suddenly realized that everything in front of him was an illusion.

But even if it is an illusion, what can he do?

During this delay, another bunch of knives stabbed at him.

While Sui Shan was suffering, Feng Jing and Xiao Miao also noticed that Yunying had done something to him.

Xiao Miao's face turned pale with shock, the fear of Yunying was still there, so she could only dodge hastily, trying to rush out of the cave, not daring to fight Yunying head-on.

Feng Jing realized something was wrong right away.

Ah Ying would not do anything to her.

Looking at Yun Ying with a weird smile on her face, Feng Jing frowned.

This must be an illusion!

He gathered two clusters of flames between his eyes, and looked at Yunying in front of him carefully.

However, he never thought that Yunying in front of him would suddenly disappear as soon as the fire light formed, leaving only Yunying with slightly frozen eyes standing in front of him.

Before he had time to figure out what was going on, Yun Ying suddenly blinked her eyes, recovered her spirits, and said to him: "Xiao Miao's situation is not quite right."

Feng Jing turned her head in response, saw Xiao Miao's face was full of horror, and was about to be scared to death in the illusion, so she hurriedly tapped Xiao Miao's temple to wake him up from the horror illusion.

At the same time, he also leaned on Fengyou's seal and asked Yun Ying, "Did you also see some illusion?"

Yun Ying asked back, "Aren't you afraid that what you see at this moment is just a hallucination?"

"Don't be afraid." Feng Jing stuffed a calming pill into Xiao Miao's mouth, and said firmly, "Others may not be able to tell, but you, I can definitely tell whether the person in front of me is real or not."

Yunying smiled slightly: "Me too."

What everyone saw was that Yun Ying made a move on her, only Yun Ying herself did not. What she saw was Feng Jing stretching her bow and arrow at her, and a stream of rockets shot towards her like piercing the clouds and piercing the moon.

Just like Feng Jing, she also understood that this must be an illusion, Feng Jing would not do this to herself, so she concentrated the power of Xuanrong in her eyes, and could see through this clumsy illusion at a glance.

When seeing through the illusion, Yun Ying didn't feel anything, but when she saw that Feng Jing escaped from the illusion as easily as she did, even a little faster than her, she felt an unspeakable joy in her heart.

Not only does she trust Feng Jing, Feng Jing also trusts her, they will have no doubt that the other party will never take action against them, and believe in the sincerity of the other party to themselves.

What could be more joyous than this.