"Is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

Han Xiuchen looked at Han Qilian and Qinglong casually, pushed the woman sleeping on the sofa inside, and then sat on the sofa.

Then he raised his legs and held them in snatching his legs, and saw countless silver-white forces floating around him, and then gradually condensed into a fishing rod and a fishing line.

Then Han Xiuchen gently touched the belt with his left hand, and a silver-white fish hook appeared in his hand.

The fish hook was wrapped around the fishing line. Just as he hooked He Qingqin's drop of blood with the fish hook and planned to throw the rod into the sea, a sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears: "You are so difficult for me to do this."

Hearing the sudden sound, Han Qilian and Qinglong felt creepy all over their bodies.

Because they felt a breath of death lingering in their hearts.

I even felt like I had an invisible big hand holding my heart.

Just a pinch you just need to die here.

"Why is it difficult for you to deal with? I haven't stepped into the sea of ​​true spirits."

Han Xiuchen said indifferently, and said quietly: "Don't bully people, this is my territory. We have been neighbors for many years. If you don't even call me, I will scare my guests. This will hurt our relationship a little."

As Han Xiuchen's voice fell, Shen Hongzhuang and the girls suddenly saw a tall building appearing in the white ocean.

That building is like a high platform.

There are countless tall stone pillars on the edge of the platform. At this moment, there are two people with blurred faces on the two stone pillars, and no movement is tied to them by chains.

They were silent, as if they were completely dead.

And in the center of the high platform, there is a futon.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon was an illusionary figure.

The illusory figure heard the sound of Han Xiuchen lingering in his ears, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't want to talk nonsense to you, are you sure you want to fish?"

"Why, you don't give me this little face?" Han Xiuchen nodded gently, then asked in dissatisfaction.

The illusory figure was silent for a moment, slowly raised his hand and spread it out, and said with a smile: "If you want to fish, I will naturally not stop you, but should you make any statement? I am the guardian of the Sea of ​​True Spirits."

"Fuck, I know it's going to be a good thing."

Han Xiuchen whispered and then sighed softly, asking, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Your divine key, I want to go to your place again."

The human figure did not hesitate at all and directly said what he wanted.

Han Xiuchen did not hesitate at all. His mental power moved slightly, and his mental power suddenly became intertwined in the air.

Soon? The intertwined mental power turned into a white illusion key and rushed out of the cliff suddenly?    Sky speeded over the Sea of ​​True Spirits, and then slowly sank into the body of the illusionary figure.

"For you are not talking at all, I'll help you."

The illusory figure nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the woman lying on the sofa, then looked at the blood on the fish hook and He Qingqin.

Then he stretched out his hand and waved it gently? Suddenly, the entire sea of ​​true spirits flowed invisibly.

Then in the sea of ​​true spirits under the cliff? A whirlpool the size of a palm appeared.

At the moment when the vortex appeared, Han Xiuchen threw the hook into the sea? The fish hook steadily fell into the palm-sized vortex.

Then Han Xiuchen gently lifted the fishing rod, and the fishing line suddenly ejected from the sea of ​​true spirits.

On the hook? That drop of blood has disappeared.

Replaced with that drop of blood, a ball of white light the size of a baby's fist.

A faint figure was faintly seen in the white light.

That figure? There is no difference between the woman on the sofa...

Boom!

When the fishing rod in his hand disappeared? Han Xiuchen held the ball of white light in his left hand? When he put away the hook in his right hand? Suddenly, a thunder sounded.

Then two thunders that were hard to tell what color it was suddenly dropped.

One of them fell on the illusory figures on the platform.

Another one fell directly on Han Xiuchen.

Han Xiuchen and the illusory figure were struck by thunder, and their expressions did not change at all.

Even the breath on his body did not rise or fall.

But the entire sea of ​​true spirits and cliffs are changing rapidly.

When the thunder completely dispersed? The cliff where the True Spirit Sea and Han Xiuchen and others were completely changed.

The place they are in is extremely dark?     It’s not just as dark as it’s not as simple as not seeing the five fingers?     Even Qinglong and Han Qilian feel that they cannot use any power and mental power.

They can't see clearly what environment is around them? They can't even see the people around them.

The only thing they could see was that there seemed to be a faint white light in front of them.

The white light seemed to be right in front of them, but they could not touch it at all with their hands.

Even if I subconsciously keep moving forward? I didn't get any closer...

"Girls, why are you so stupid? You actually chased that thing."

Suddenly? The sound of the illusory figure sounded.

Then the darkness slowly receded, but the surrounding environment still seemed extremely dark? I couldn't see the sky or the earth.

Just as Shen Hongzhuang and others looked at each other, the illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

He looked at Shen Hongzhuang and the others with a touch of playfulness on his face, and then looked at Han Xiuchen sitting on the sofa and said, "How long can this divine key keep me in there?

Not to mention that I could only stay for a few hours like last time. I didn’t notice how long I could stay last time, and I almost couldn’t get out of it. If it weren’t for your other divine key being delivered in time, I might still be circling in it now.”

"The garbage is actually trapped in the first threshold."

Han Xiuchen looked at him with contempt and said, "You just call my name when you want to come out. I'll pick you up then."

After this, the illusory figure had no time to speak, Han Xiuchen and his group suddenly disappeared.

Shen Hongzhuang and his group returned to the rooftop.

While Han Xiuchen was holding the ball of light and pressing it into the woman's body on the sofa, Han Qilian bit her lip and asked Han Xiuchen, "Brother, where was there just now?"

The sea of ​​true spirit just now was indeed the sea of ​​true spirit.

But the dark place that turned into a cliff was obviously not a place of the true spirit sea.

Even there, she felt an invisible depression.

"I became what I am now."

Han Xiuchen responded casually to Han Qilian, then exerted a little force on his palm, and the ball of light in his hand suddenly penetrated into the woman's body on the sofa.

Suddenly, the woman was covered with white light.
Chapter completed!