Chapter 635 Fragrance of Flowers!

"Can't you get in?" Wang Baole's body trembled, his breathing became congealed, and an idea came to his mind.

"This guy Xie Haiyang, he must have taken the money and ran away!" Wang Baole became anxious immediately, and took out the sound transmission ring to contact Xie Haiyang again, but still to no avail, so Wang Baole sat cross-legged in his heart, thinking this matter.

"Xie Haiyang should not be the kind of person who steals, rapes and plays tricks..." Wang Baole thought about it, sighed, turned on the federal local area network of the sound transmission ring, and saw that the federal monks were talking about battleships inside. After a long while, he shook his head Keeping Xie Haiyang's matter in his heart, he closed his eyes and meditated.

But not long after, Wang Baole, who was cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, with a strange light in his eyes, and he was even more thoughtful. Although he put down the matter of Xie Haiyang, there seemed to be a voice deep in his heart telling him that this Everything...is very wrong! !

"Jin Duoming came to visit suddenly, Xie Haiyang couldn't be contacted, and the game couldn't be entered..." Wang Baole murmured. He felt that these three things seemed to have a connection, but he couldn't figure out where the clue was. At this moment, Wang Baole had no intention of cultivating, and Wang Baole had a hunch that this matter... If he didn't understand it, he would be extremely disturbed.

So while pondering, Wang Baole recalled the scenes of interacting with Jin Duoming and Xie Haiyang. After a while, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly widened and his breathing became short of breath. He thought of Xie Haiyang when he asked whether the game would crash. A word of answer!

"It's impossible for the game to crash unless you're dreaming!"

These words, like thunder from the sky, exploded word by word in Wang Baole's mind, causing his body to tremble and his mind to stir up waves.

A frightening light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes, and after a long while without saying a word, he went deep into his arms with his right hand, searched for it, and took out the mask that Miss Sister was wearing.

Looking at the completely transparent mask in his hand, which still feels tactile in his hand, Wang Baole's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers again faintly.

"It's the scent of flowers again..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, he remembered the first time he smelled it, it was the moment when he entered the battleship and was teleported out.

In the silence at this moment, the sound transmission jade slip in Wang Baole's storage bag suddenly vibrated. He looked down, narrowed his eyes and took out the sound transmission jade slip. Feng Qiuran's tired voice.

"Baole, come to the cave for a while, I have something very important to tell you."

Wang Baole was expressionless and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes after a long time, he couldn't see the slightest difference in his expression. He got up and walked out of the hall, heading straight to Feng Qiuran's cave. He looked around all the way and saw too many Daoists. Palace disciples and federal monks, whether it is Sect Master Xu, Dashu, or others, are all as usual, and there is nothing unusual about it.

"There is no flaw..."

All this made Wang Baole feel a little dazed, until he arrived outside Feng Qiuran's cave, stood there, looking at the gate of the cave, Wang Baole stopped in his footsteps.

"Baole, come in." Almost at the moment when Wang Baole arrived, the gate of the cave opened slowly, and Feng Qiuran's obviously hoarse voice came from inside, as if physically and mentally exhausted, even the voice was weak and melancholy, as if frustrated cold.

"There is still no flaw..." Listening to Feng Qiuran's voice, and feeling Feng Qiuran's dispirited figure inside the cave, Wang Baole murmured in his heart, instead of entering the cave immediately, he stood there, bowed his head and took out the mask from his arms again Looking at the invisible mask in his hand, Wang Baole took a deep breath. He knew very well that in the assessment of Misty Daoist Academy, he relied on this mask to truly confirm that he was in an illusion. The reason why this mask is transparent is that Because it cannot be hallucinated.

"Am I in an illusion right now..." Wang Baole looked sideways at the surroundings, turned his head to look at the surrounding world, and looked at all of this. The feeling of incomparable reality made him silent again, but now the mask is transparent. Prove everything is false.

Following this line of thought, Wang Baole also deduced the reasons for Jin Duoming's visit and Xie Haiyang's disappearance.

"If it's really illusory, then maybe because of Xie Haiyang's mystery, this illusion can't transform him, so Jin Duoming came and seemed to exchange shares, but in fact he was to tell me that Xie Haiyang is missing. Once I believe That’s it, it’s made up for this last flaw.” Wang Baole sighed, one thing can be called a coincidence, but Jin Duoming’s something was wrong, Xie Haiyang’s disappearance, the game couldn’t be entered, and the mask became transparent.

All these incidents slowly revealed determination in Wang Baole's eyes.

"Whether it's a dream or an illusion, just break it open!" Muttering, Wang Baole raised his head to look at the cave. The moment Feng Qiuran's doubtful voice came out in the cave, Wang Baole raised his right hand suddenly, facing the front of the cave, with a comprehensive cultivation base. Exploding, the emperor's armor turned into an instant, and in a majestic momentum, he punched out directly!

This punch was an explosion under the Emperor Zhuduo's armor, and it was the fusion of Wang Baole's will. It contained the determination to break through all barriers, and immediately formed a roaring storm, sweeping across the cave. In the roar, Feng Qiuran's cave The main hall immediately trembled and collapsed amid the roar, and Feng Qiuran's figure also rushed out from inside, staggering on his feet, as if his body had not recovered from serious injuries. At this moment, his expression was frightened and angry, and the moment he appeared, he immediately roared at Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, what are you doing? Could it be that you, like Mie Liezi, were bewitched by the Weiyang Clan!!"

"Bewitching?" Wang Baole's face was gloomy, his body moved towards him, and his right hand clenched his fist again. This time, the Daozi's arm that was integrated into the right hand of his Zhudao Emperor's Armor suddenly exuded the aura of a magic weapon, which made Wang Baole himself tremble. He felt that the terrifying fluctuation suddenly rose on this arm, directly in front of him, and turned into a huge illusory bone hand, with the intention of death, as if it wanted to smash nothingness, and grabbed Feng Qiuran! !

Feng Qiuran's complexion changed, anger appeared in his eyes, and he was even more puzzled. He raised his right hand, and his whole body rose to the sky, forming a crushing force, which seemed to replace the world, and came directly to suppress Wang Baole , her strength, whether it is momentum or perception, obviously surpasses Wang Baole by a lot, but she seems to be seriously injured, and this momentum doesn't seem to last for too long, but she doesn't seem to have much murderous intent. Before the suppression, Give a low drink.

"Wang Baole, don't be bewitched by the Weiyang Clan, wake up!!!"

Feeling Feng Qiuran's aura and listening to her words, Wang Baole's whole body trembled, his hair fluttered, his clothes were blown, and even his body was stinging. All this was so real that his confidence could not help but shake a bit, but the mask The illusion, Jin Duoming, Xie Haiyang's abnormality, etc., made Wang Baole's eyes burst out again, and with a loud roar, the illusory bone hand formed by the right hand of Zhuduodi's armor still fell towards Feng Qiuran suddenly!

Amidst the roar, Feng Qiuran let out a miserable laugh. The previous aura seemed to be too heavy to last because of his injuries. When it dissipated in an instant, his injuries seemed to be more serious because of the attack just now, and his cultivation base dropped, so that Wang Baole, the magic soldier, could not continue with a single blow. Her body trembled violently, and blood spurted out, and when she fell to the ground, she looked at Wang Baole bitterly, and murmured in a weak and indistinct voice.

"Mie Liezi was bewitched, and you were bewitched too...Wang Baole, come back after waking up, everything here is real, not the falsehood you thought!!"

"Bewitching..." Wang Baole was silent, looking at Feng Qiuran who was lying there, he could see that the reason why Feng Qiuran was vulnerable was because he was seriously injured. Matching the tone of her calling him to wake up, the logic in it was very logical. reality.

The reason for his serious injury was also expressed in Feng Qiuran's words, that is... Mie Liezi was bewitched by the Weiyang clan, and like himself, he suspected that everything here was false.

"This is the bewitchment of the Weiyang clan. Have you ever smelled the strange fragrance of flowers? That's the sign of being bewitched before we were teleported back!" Feng Qiuran's breath was disordered, his eyes were anxious, and he seemed to want to persuade Wang Baole, let him understand that this is not false.