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Taking a step forward, there was a still desert just now, and suddenly the wind blew up.

This is no longer the wind that swept the sand and dust before, but the wind that swirls and goes straight to the sky.

The swirling wind drove the sand on the surrounding desert, and then the gravel.

The wind is rolling, and the clothes are fluttering.

The two ribbons on the hem of the clothes floated forward with the whirlwind that suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, trembling, as if the soul hidden in the seven orifices was flying towards the Nine Nether Hell ahead.

Li Yi looked as usual, and took another step.

This step directly led him to the edge of the storm, and the surrounding gravel and gravel danced around him, as if they wanted to pull him into this violent whirlwind.

It can be felt that the wind is wrapped in gravel and gravel, like a sharp knife, scraping fiercely on the face, causing unbearable pain.

However, no trace of blood flowed out, it was just raw pain, a severe pain born from the soul.

There was no trace of pain on Li Yi's face. Instead, he narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and took another step forward.

Let Er's strong wind block the way, I walk lightly with my sword.

"It's all fake." Li Yi walked forward with a smile. In the carriage, the cold metal feeling from the sword in his hand made him realize the moment he held the hilt.

He understood that everything in front of his eyes was illusory, so the spiritual consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness began to gather, continuously condensed, and finally squeezed out a drop of clear blue water.

Crystal clear, smooth and four-she - the heartbeat period.

Li Yi took another step, his right foot gently and slowly stepped into the center of the whirlwind, and then gently landed on the ground.

"Huh—" Whirlwind seemed to have been greatly provoked. At this moment, he was extremely angry, and the rotation became more and more intense. The storm seemed to tear him into pieces.

Unfortunately, the raging wind did not stop the slowly approaching left foot.

"Boom—" the left foot landed on the ground, making a heavy, muffled sound. This muffled sound seemed to be the beating of a heart, or the beating of a drum.

Standing firmly with both feet, the huge whirlwind suddenly disappeared.

The white woman was a little flustered at the moment, she frowned, and stared indifferently at Li Yi in front of her, then flicked her fingers again, blood dripped down her fingertips, and gradually condensed into a flower on the sand on the ground Scarlet little flowers.

"Om—" the pipa sounded, and before she and Li Yi, countless figures once again condensed out of thin air.

These figures were illusory and unreal, as if they were projections, but their faces made Li Yi frowned.

All the acquaintances, dozens of them, stood in front.

Looking at the familiar figures in front of him, Li Yi couldn't help sighing slightly, turned his right hand, and carried the Yunzhong Sword behind his back.

He wouldn't strike his own relatives with a sword, as if he was still thinking at this moment - even if I get in front of the woman in white, I will only ruthlessly ravage her, and will not kill her, destroying flowers with hot hands?No, I will just use hot hands to ruthlessly tear off the floral dress wrapped around the flowers.

After making up his mind, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he bumped into the illusory old Tu in front of him in an instant.

"Coax—" the arm bumped into Lao Tu's phantom, and the other party seemed a little stunned and surprised, but still helplessly, his whole body turned into dots of white light spots, which gradually dissipated.

"Coax—" There was a continuous boom, and even with Li Yi's eyes closed, he could still feel that the person in front of him was crying and laughing at him.

However, even if you are more like my relatives, you can't change my mind at all.

Because, I am Li Yi, and I am the most protective person in my heart.

It is precisely because of this short-sightedness that I will not allow you illusory things to become my relatives.

His whole body was like a ray of white light, and his speed had reached the limit. As he rushed all the way, the light flickered behind him, and countless figures turned into nothingness.

Suddenly, a cyan figure stood in front of him gracefully.

This is a young girl with a pure look and a pair of pretty little feet.

"Qing'er." Li Yi paused, bowed his head and sighed.

The reason why he stopped was because the little girl in front of him had a much more solid body than those illusory figures before, and at first glance, she looked like a real person.

"Master..." the little girl called timidly.

With this call, Li Yi, who was shouting straight, felt his heart soften, and raised his head in a daze, watching the little girl rush into his arms, stretched out a pair of small hands, and gently wrapped them around his waist.

The breath is full of the fragrance of a young girl, and one can feel the exquisite figure of the woman in front of her.

Li Yi was still hesitating, when suddenly the maid on the opposite side took out a dagger from her arms, and stabbed it fiercely into Li Yi's chest.

The dagger pierced into Li Yi's abdomen in an instant, until it sank into the handle, and bright red blood trickled out.

Pain, piercing pain.

Not only the pain of physical trauma, but also a kind of psychological pain, the frustration of being betrayed by a lover.

Although he clearly knew that Qing'er in front of him was a fake, Yun Zhongjian was trembling slightly, as if he would choose someone to devour at any time.

But it just happened to be suffering in the heart, unable to wield the long sword, and cut off unceasing emotions.

It's not that he has broken through the heartbeat period, why he still can't get rid of the influence of the formation.

Li Yi frowned, his expression painful, and suddenly, he heard an angry call coming from behind him.

"Li Yi!" This voice, without thinking about it, was the voice of a princess who was used to being pampered in the Han Dynasty.

It was his fiancee, Liu Yu.

As soon as Li Yi turned his head, he saw Liu Yuchu behind him, wearing a beige palace gauze, making her even more noble and extraordinary.

At this moment, Liu Yu's expression was a little melancholy and sad, her cherry lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were full of tears, and her voice was sad: "Why didn't you come to me..."

"I..." Li Yi subconsciously wanted to explain, but suddenly there was a sharp pain behind his back.

Liu Yu let go of his hand in a panic, and the end of the dagger was stuck on Li Yi's back. Blood trickled down, but it didn't wet the blue and white robe on his body.

"Husband..." This voice is soft and charming, just listening to it makes one's heart tremble and the whole body go soft.

Li Yi smiled bitterly, knowing that these three were all fake, but he couldn't swing his sword.

He could feel that the energy in his whole body was gradually decreasing with the flow of blood. Now it seemed that if he was stabbed again, he might die and fall into a deep sleep forever...

Sure enough, Wanqing, who had a graceful figure and was seductive all over her body, just walked over gracefully, with a charming smile on her lips.

She held a dagger in her right hand. The cold dagger was extremely dazzling in the sun, but in her hand, it gave people the feeling of sending flowers.

Li Yi wanted to struggle at this moment, but found that he couldn't move other than his head.

The strength of the whole body dissipated with the dagger in this deserted space as if it didn't cost money.