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The illusionist code-named Hei Ku sneered, "But you didn't destroy me. At the most critical moment, you wanted to make trouble for Your Excellency Wen Ruyu. Who knew that you didn't succeed, and the world you created was destroyed. Who can blame me?" Woolen cloth?"

The tall and thin man secretly hated him. At that time, he thought that he was sure of victory. That Wen Ruyu was gradually becoming more and more popular in the forest. When he was mobilized to attack him, he also increased his strength. Who knew that he was so strong... If he hadn't provoked that Wen Ruyu, it would have ended. Of course it's another way.

But he still said: "Since I chose a more powerful illusionist to perform the task, my strength is higher than yours, so I feel more qualified to qualify..."

The old man in red seemed to be used to such scenes, waved his sleeves, and said calmly: "Protesting is useless, if you are determined to win this task, if we have another selection, you are welcome to continue to come... and others Objection?"

The tall and thin man could only sit down indignantly, staring at Hei Ku and said: "I will come again next time, I think I can see you again."

Hei Ku crooked his lips, noncommittal, even if he only served for one term, he would still make a lot of money.

Since there were no other voices, the old man in red bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your participation, this selection has come to a successful conclusion."

"..."

The three qualifying illusionists were riding in an extremely luxurious carriage, galloping in Baiyun City.

Ximu can be regarded as a different kind of illusionist. He speaks softly, and his attitude is kind but not excessive, which is quite different from the domineering appearance of traditional illusionists.

He had a friendly chat with Hei Ku, Hei Ku was overwhelmed, but he put away his arrogance and responded humbly.

But Ximu still paid more attention to Feng Qinglang, and soon turned to Feng Qinglang and said, "Little friend Wen Ruyu, thank you just now."

Feng Qinglang thought of the role she was playing now, and said indifferently: "Thank me for what? Did I teach you a lesson?"

Hei Ku immediately lowered his face and wanted to reprimand Feng Qinglang. This is the respected Master Ximu, but thinking of Feng Qinglang's terrifying strength, he decided to show it with his eyes. Anyway, Feng Qinglang closed his eyes , and couldn't see the indignation in his eyes.

Ximu was not angry, and said softly: "Of course it is one of them, but I am even more thankful that you didn't attack me, an old man. Several times, as long as you put in some effort, I am afraid that this old man will lose face and be eliminated."

Feng Qinglang opened her eyes, looked at Ximu, Qifeng protruded and said: "Just now I asked that old guy in red specifically, he said that you have appeared in that royal team for a long time, but you will come to the selection competition from time to time ..."

The smile in Ximu's eyes grew stronger: "Young friend Wen Ruyu, what does this mean?"

Feng Qinglang said indifferently: "This shows that you enjoy this form of competition very much. How could a strong man like you appear in the selection competition if he didn't want to be eliminated."

Ximu laughed, but did not deny it, and said, "Little friend Wen Ruyu, don't you think it is very interesting to deal with illusionists of different schools?"

Feng Qinglang snorted, closed her eyes again, and did not respond.

But he suddenly said: "That's called Heiku, right? If you dare to look at me like this again, I guarantee that your eyes will grow elsewhere soon."

Hei Ku hurriedly lowered his eyelids, although he was resentful in his heart, he was helpless. In the world of illusion, the strong are also respected. Whoever has the biggest fist has the loudest voice. And that Wen Ruyu didn't know how big the fist was, but the little finger definitely won't. Bigger than your own fist, that's for sure.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, before Ximu said: "This task is not easy, you have to be mentally prepared..."

Hei Ku cheered up immediately, did Ximu want to tell them the inside story of these newcomers?If he could complete this task, the reward would be extremely attractive. Originally, he was just holding on to a high salary, so if he had the opportunity to complete it, he would naturally not want to miss it.

Feng Qinglang sneered and said, "Teacher Ximu, you just said some nonsense."

Ximu was still not angry, and said with a smile: "Young people have to be patient and listen to my old man. Have you ever entered into other people's illusion world?"

As an illusionist, stepping into the illusion world of others is a training course that begins during the apprenticeship period.

Feng Qinglang said seriously: "Well, you said something again."

Ximu laughed, and said mysteriously: "But what if, this illusion world is not guided by anyone?"

Hei Ku was immediately shocked. As an illusionist, he creates and dominates the illusion world. This is the iron law of illusion. If there is no one to guide the illusion world, is this still illusion?This completely subverts the essence of illusion...

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but opened her eyes, frowned and said, "Mr. Ximu, can you be more specific?"

Seeing Feng Qinglang was also moved by Ximu, he smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Our employer has been in a coma for a year and eight months, and their family has their own way to maintain his life. According to common sense, he He is already a vegetative, but his spiritual world is extremely active. It is believed that as long as his spiritual origin is awakened, he can wake up..."

He paused for a while, allowing the two of them to digest the content of his words, and then continued: "So, here comes our task. Illusionists are best at entering the spiritual world of others, looking for the source, and defeating the opponent. Something is different, but after finding the source, wake it up."

Hei Ku wondered: "Teacher Ximu, what do you mean, we enter the employer's dream, look for his role in the dream, and make him believe that he is dreaming, and this is not reality?"

Ximu shook his head and said: "It's not exactly like this. Dreams are subversive and easy to collapse. No one's dream can last for a year and eight months. The structure of this world is still so stable, just like the illusion we created The world is normal, going on in its own way..."

Hei Ku reacted: "You mean, the employer has been under the illusion, so he has not been able to wake up?"

Ximu nodded and said: "This is the mainstream voice in our team, and I am one of the supporters, but if you fall under the illusion, there must be an illusionist who casts the spell, right? But such a person cannot be found, The employer's spiritual world has no connection with the outside world. We have tested many times, but we can't find any external spiritual power affecting him... Then, this means that this illusion subverts the tradition. Illusions evolve naturally, but no one can understand them."

When Feng Qinglang and Hei Ku couldn't help but fell into deep thought, the carriage stopped, the door opened, and the old man in red was waiting outside the door, smiling: "Your Excellencies, we are here!"

A quaint building located at the end of a commercial street. Feng Qinglang remembered that Beatrice's family was a hermit family, and wondered if this is a great hermit living in the city?

Walking into the gate, it is another scene, there is a lake of clean water in front of you, clear and clean, like jasper, enough to wash away the dust outside.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help lamenting how rich and powerful this hermit family was, to have built such a large lake in the center of Baiyun City, where every inch of land was expensive.

Several gorgeous ships were already waiting on the shore. The old man in red smiled and bowed to say goodbye: "Your Excellencies, I will send you here. I wish you success in your mission."

After the ship set sail, servants came to invite Feng Qinglang, and then in another more luxurious large room, Feng Qinglang and Beatrice officially met. The veil on her face had been removed, and the familiar beauty was still beautiful. It's just that there was a faint look of tiredness on her face, and she didn't hide it in front of Feng Qinglang. She hugged a stove, lazily leaned against a large white soft chair, and said with a light smile, "Why are you here? Now Can you tell me?"

Feng Qinglang sat down opposite her, smiled wryly and said, "I'm short of money, your family's mission rewards are too generous, so let's try our luck."

Beatrice said with a smile: "Don't be so estranged, come and sit next to me, this is made of the fluff of a gold-ranked monster."

Feng Qinglang sat next to Beatrice as she said. Although the chair was wide, it was a bit cramped for two people to sit on. The fluff, which was far more expensive than gold at the same weight, was extremely soft, but she didn't feel it was special.

Beatrice yawned lazily, leaned against Feng Qinglang's shoulder, and said softly, "Qinglang, I miss you sometimes."

Feng Qinglang always thought that when she reunited with Beatrice and she uttered words like this, it would be like a small stone smashed into the lake of her heart, causing ripples, or perhaps, like a soft place in her heart, Was scratched lightly...

However, at this time everything feels so normal, so normal that there is even a faint embarrassment...

Looking at the rippling lake water outside the boat window, Feng Qinglang couldn't help thinking of the question Yun Jialuo asked herself, do you like Beatrice too?

I remember that he answered that he had a good impression at the time, but now that the two of them leaned gently, savoring the feeling carefully, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kind of feeling is more like a close friend. Like is still too far away.

It turned out that it was just friendship...

This answer made Feng Qinglang somewhat dispirited, perhaps in the deepest part of his heart, he also longed for another person to appear and take that person's place.

Beatrice's passionate kiss when she said goodbye that day had pierced through that layer of veil, but now her soft voice is more like reminding Feng Qinglang that that layer of veil has been torn, you can't keep playing dumb.

Feng Qinglang sighed silently in her heart, made herself sit up straighter, made her body stiffer, and even moved slightly to the side. After all, Beatrice is also a sensitive person, and she immediately captured Feng Qinglang's heart A gloomy expression flashed across her beautiful face, and because she lowered her head slightly, she was relieved that Feng Qinglang should not have been able to see the change in her expression.