The yard was quiet for a while.

In that very short sword, Su Yin lowered her eyes and looked at the lotus in the pond, as if she was in a daze, while Mu Qingyun was drinking tea leisurely.

Although their expressions were different, the aura of both of them was very calm, as if the conversation just now was just talking about the weather, not about the fate that humans might have ushered in. If the mystery of the dream catcher cannot be handled in time, this fate will surely come to mankind in the form of a disaster.

"So, Miss Mu sealed part of the consciousness of the two victims and cut off the connection between human subconsciousness and dream catcher's prayer power from another level. Can I understand this way?"

Su Yin's voice sounded quickly.

She raised her head and stared at Mu Qingyun, her eyes as bright as water, as clear as before.

However, when looking at these eyes, Mu Qingyun's hair suddenly stood up.

In an instant, two tiny willow leaves quickly transformed from the depths of the tree demon's pupils. The willow leaves were like sword balls carved from jade, with bright light and cold lights rising everywhere.

Behind her, a huge tree as high as a hundred meters appeared faintly. The green leaves on the tree were swaying, the shade was as thick as a mountain, with solemn atmosphere and solemn force, which was like a national soldier.

However, the phantom appeared for only one second, and it seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force. The green peak-like tree body shook for a few times, and suddenly dissipated like smoke. The green sword balls in Mu Qingyun's pupils also faded away like water.

Sweat dripping from her forehead, and her hands holding the teacup kept trembling slightly, but her eyes still stuck to Su Yin's gaze uncontrollably.

Su Yin's eyes were very empty.

It is as empty as if it can accommodate mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and billions of stars. Every flow is a pause in endless years. Civilizations rise and fall here, planets are born and die here, and everything in the universe is in this concentric look.

Mu Qingyun swallowed his throat quickly a few times, and his whole body couldn't help but shrink down, and his head lowered.

Don't dare to watch.

I don't even dare to think about it.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she was a tree and a tree, and she had no intention.

Suddenly, one hand reached into his sight and picked up the teacup on the small round table opposite. Not long after, a very light sound of drinking water came from Mu Qingyun's ears.

Very ordinary voice, nothing unusual.

Something in the dark seemed to be broken by this sound, and the great fear brought by the extreme void had also disappeared.

Mu Qingyun suddenly raised his courage to look up and saw Su Yin drinking tea, and her eyes were clearly smiling in her bright eyes that were exposed to the edge of the cup. Seeing that she looked over, she put down the teacup and looked at her with a smile.

Those eyes were extremely ordinary, and there was nothing else except being particularly clear.

Mu Qingyun's almost stagnant brain finally resumed its rotation at this moment, and finally remembered that Su Yin had asked her a question just now, but she had never answered it.

"Oh, yes... sorry, I... I'm a little distracted."

Mu Qingyun's tone was almost in panic, and she wanted to put down the teacup as she was like, but her fingers were not in control at all.

She coughed a few times, thus covering up the fear in her eyes, and speaking more respectfully than before:

"Miss Su is right. I did use the special method of our clan to cut off the connection between human subconscious and dream catcher network, and then use blind methods to prevent humans from seeing the ghost.

Because there is no nourishment of human thoughts, the ghosts born from thoughts will turn from reality to virtual within one or two months and eventually dissipate. However, the dream catcher cannot be destroyed rashly because it..."

"It has been connected with human thoughts. If it is forcibly destroyed, the victim's spirit will also be damaged. Is that true?" Su Yin took the conversation.

Mu Qingyun's mood finally calmed down at this time. While slowly putting the teacup, he nodded and said:

"As Miss Su said, the dream catcher is connected to the spirit of a person, and forcibly damages it can also hurt the soul. The best way is to put it in a place where no one is, and not let it contact people, and to survive by itself.

When the mind power inside disappears on its own, it will no longer harm people.”

Speaking of this, Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly. He glanced at Su Yin, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind:

"Although my method has some effect, it still has flaws. It is always a bit difficult to bear it as a mortal.

Of course, I have weakened my magic power to the best of my ability to reduce the damage to humans. However, spells are originally taken by stealing the way of heaven, and taking one by one can achieve balance. So, Miss Chen and Mr. Wang may... be...retaliated against a little."

She seemed to be afraid that Su Yin would be unhappy, and quickly explained:

"It's not that the little demon has bad intentions, but that I have only such a little ability. Using talented skills requires a lot of blood power. No matter how small the backlash is, it will be harmful to my soul, so I transferred it to those two people.

However, please rest assured Miss Su, that little backlash really won’t hurt them too much, it’s just a small sequelae. Their souls are all good, you must believe me.”

Su Yin was actually a little surprised.

She has never heard of the spell casting, but the recipient will be backfired. She has only heard of the spell casting that the spell casting will be backfired.

Mu Qingyun is really capable and can transfer the backlash. However, is this backlash really OK when it falls on mortals?

However, Mu Qingyun was so proactive, but Su Yin really didn't expect that. Before she could ask, the other party said it all.

Of course, on the surface, Su Yin was extremely calm, as if she had expected it, and her eyebrows were not driven by her eyes.

Mu Qingyun was already frightened by this incomprehensible Tianji Sect’s master.

She is actually a tree.

Usually, there is a turbulent wind, and her leaves and branches will sway, and she is also a standing still. She is really not that brave.

And if she can succeed in practicing, she is actually very lucky.

By chance, she happened to grow up in front of the temple of the Saint, obtained the essence of literary energy for thousands of years, and enjoyed the sacred cigarettes for ten generations. So she gradually developed spiritual wisdom, and finally achieved success in her cultivation, and finally turned into a human form.

As a disciple of half a saint, although Mu Qingyun had a wooden head, he had read a few holy books. He thought he knew some human etiquette and morality, and felt that his actions were not very out of line.

But at this moment, looking at the beautiful face opposite, Mu Qingyun suddenly felt scared.

Fortunately, Su Yin spoke quickly and said something very gentle: "Can you please tell me about this sequelae?"

Mu Qingyun calmed down, but didn't dare to look at Su Yin, and whispered with his eyes down:
Chapter completed!