Chapter 304

"Master, master, I hit him."

He opened his big eyes and spent thousands of bones looking at the man in black who fell unconscious. He couldn't help exclaiming in surprise, showing off his strength.

Chen Xiaoming didn't tell the truth. Apprentice, be silly. Sprouting is justice!

Outside the forest

Luo Xi and others watched what happened in the forest through a bronze mirror. They saw someone breaking the rules. Luo Xi was ready to stop it, but it was stopped by Baizi painting.

As a result, when Luoxi and Tangbao were worried about huaqiangu, huaqiangu actually knocked down the man in black with a blow of luck.

"My mother is so powerful. She knocked down the bad guys."

Tangbao on the side of Luoxi couldn't help cheering, while Luoxi looked strange and secretly marveled at the luck of Huaqian bone.

The Baizi painting sitting on the first seat looked the same, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

As time went by, with Chen Xiaoming's Secret hand and some neon help, little bone was lucky all the way. He basically didn't encounter any danger and passed the test of the day directly.

"Master, this test is not difficult. I passed."

When the bell rang, Hua qiangu breathed a sigh of relief and thought of Chen Xiaoming in his mind. A happy secret way appeared on his small face, showing an expression of praising me, which successfully amused Chen Xiaoming.

If you don't do it by yourself, you will be eliminated in the first level, silly apprentice.

However, Chen Xiaoming naturally won't say, and if he remembers correctly, the difficulty of the first test is the dreamland at night.

"Be careful, it won't.... Hmm? Why is he here again?"

Just about to remind huaqiangu, Chen Xiaoming felt the breath of people on the other side and couldn't help frowning.

"Eh, do you also come to the examination?"

On the other side of the forest, a man in a long blue shirt came out, as if passing by. He looked at thousands of bones, then he gave a light sigh and leaned slowly over.

"You, oh, I remember. Your name is Dongfang... Dongfang?"

Seeing each other coming, Hua qiangu always felt that the other party was a little familiar and couldn't help recalling it in his mind.

"Dongfang Yuqing!"

Chen Xiaoming's cold voice reminded him that he didn't like the person in front of him at all.

Although he is pitiful, there must be something hateful about the poor man!

The other party uses huaqiangu to calculate Baizi painting. He only has hatred in his heart. He has never thought how cruel it is to huaqiangu.

Chen Xiaoming doesn't ask anyone else. He only spends thousands of bones as his disciple, so he will never be bullied by others.

When he approached deliberately before, he was avoided by Chen Xiaoming. Unexpectedly, the other party actually chased here.

Thinking of the surveillance of Baizi paintings outside, Chen Xiaoming is not easy to start. After all, he still needs to obtain ten square artifacts and open the power of the famine. He is still not in a hurry.

"Oh, I remember, Dongfang Yuqing!"

With Chen Xiaoming's hint, Hua qiangu also remembered the man who had met before him.

The neon sky, which had always been vigilant, could not help but relax a little when seeing huaqiangu know each other.

The evil minded Dongfang Yuqing took the opportunity to approach. Chen Xiaoming didn't say much to Hua qiangu.

I'm such a fool. My mind is simple. Even if I say something, I don't think I can see through Dongfang Yuqing.

Saying is equivalent to saying nothing, it's better not to say it.

Night gradually fell, flowers thousands of bones, neon all over the sky and others gradually fell asleep. Luoxi and others outside the forest lit the smoke.

The smoke drifted into the forest and went towards many candidates.

As soon as the smoke came, Chen Xiaoming was alert and sneered at the white picture outside the forest.

But some tricks that make people enter the illusion. Since you want to see them, let you see them.

The construction of spiritual power directly creates a fantasy in the mind of thousands of bones.

Outside the jungle, with the help of bronze mirrors, Baizi painting has been paying attention to huaqiangu. At the moment, the look of Baizi painting changes instantly as soon as the dreamland comes out.

In the fairyland, a fairy mountain shrouded in fairy mist floats on the nine days. The white cloud fairy steps climb up. Hua qiangu is wearing a fairy clothes. The fairy air is shrouded. When the figure floats, thousands of dawn clouds move with it.

The fairy sound is swirling. There is an unreal fairy Palace on the fairy mountain. Flowers and bones fall outside the fairy palace. Step in one step, and the next second, a sound of Avenue floats out of the fairy palace.

"Way!"

With just one sound, the dreamland was broken and dissipated in an instant. On the bronze mirror, the picture turned, but it never appeared again.

"This..............."

Luo Xi's face was complex, confused and surprised. He didn't know how to speak about the content of the dreamland.

The content of the dreamland is impractical, but I don't know why, Luoxi feels that everything in the dreamland seems to really exist.

With a slight sneer, he shook his head to dispel this unrealistic idea.

Changliu mountain is the top sect in the world, but even Changliu mountain can't reach 1% of the dreamland. How can there be such a existence in the world.

The Baizi painting on the first block looked dignified. It originally wanted to move in the dreamland, but it didn't expect that the last sound of the road directly broke the dreamland.

Different from Luoxi, Baizi painting felt the palpitation from the last sound of the road.

His life and death robbery, under the sound of the avenue, has a slight loosening.

Under such circumstances, the illusion is by no means so simple.

For a time, Baizi painting had a little more doubt about the identity of Hua qiangu.

The Baizi painting here is confused, and the flowers and bones in the forest on the other side wake up.

"Master, why do you wake me up? I'm sleeping soundly!"

Bleary eyed, Hua qiangu asked suspiciously in his mind. Because of Chen Xiaoming's spiritual isolation, Hua qiangu was not affected at all. Naturally, he didn't know about fantasy.

There are not many such foolish disciples who have no vigilance!

"Still sleeping. You were almost eliminated."

With a positive look, Chen Xiaoming felt it necessary to preach well. For a time, in the sea of knowledge, Chen Xiaoming hit hard and gave Hua qiangu a wave of brainwashing education.

When huaqiangu and others came out of the forest early the next morning, huaqiangu looked sleepy and had light dark circles under his eyes. The neon on one side asked a little worried, "qiangu, are you okay? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Hua qiangu raised his head powerlessly and narrowed his eyes. He was sleepy. He didn't sleep well, but didn't sleep at all.

He was taught by his pit goods master all night. Hua qiangu's spirit was depressed and too sleepy.

"Steamed bread, I can't. let me sleep for a while."