When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

The rumor was first heard by Zhou Yixi, who sold wine in the city. After some inquiries, she successfully found Hua Meng in an inn.

There were many people gathered around Hua Meng, all of whom came here because of the rumors.

But now their expressions were dull, and they were affected by the pocket watches, describing their dreams one after another.

Hua Meng listened to the description and started drawing on paper. The first few pictures were normal until a thin man spoke.

"It was my wedding night, and two beautiful women were waiting for me on the bed..."

All kinds of obscene descriptions came out of her mouth. Zhou Yixi quietly left the inn and found a place where she couldn't hear any noise and waited.

Hua Meng was stunned for a moment, but her hands did not stop moving.

Drawing erotic pictures... This was his first time.

When the painting was almost finished, Hua Meng turned the snakes around the pocket watch, and these people instantly came out of their dazed state. Seeing the finished dream on the table, they just thought they had been distracted.

“It’s actually the same!”

"It's amazing, is he really a human?"

Everyone was talking at once, but the thin man was the only one who held the scroll tightly, not daring to unfold it.

He didn't believe it at first, so he made a bet with his brothers that whoever could draw his dream would get a lot of money.

He was so sure he could win that he didn't care what he dreamt last night. He never expected Huameng to actually have this ability, even painting every detail of his dream.

It was so unbelievable that he hurriedly left after leaving behind the necessary expenses.

The others were also convinced, left the fees on the table, and left with their own paintings.

Seeing the group of people coming out of the inn, Zhou Yixi emerged from the shadows and entered the inn with a jar of wine.

The innkeeper clearly recognized her and greeted her warmly, "Boss Zhou, why did you come in person today? I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"

"You're welcome. I heard there's a strange man in the city, so it's a good opportunity to come and take a look."

"Boss Zhou has arrived just in time. He's right there."

The shopkeeper pointed at Hua Meng in the corner and whispered, "Two groups of people have come looking for him today. Last night, he negotiated with us to let him stay here for free. He'll help attract customers, and anyone who comes to see him must buy something. He's a smart guy, Boss Zhou, don't underestimate him."

"Thank you for the reminder, shopkeeper."

After Chenggong met Huameng, the two exchanged information about their teammates.

When Hua Meng learned that Xie Ning had not been found yet, her expression became noticeably ugly.

But there was no time to rush, as there were many people around. Although Hua Meng relied on rumors to package her identity to be completely different from her original one, she could not reveal any strange clues.

After the two of them pretended to act out a play, Zhou Yixi left with the clues that Huameng had collected along the way.

Back at the winery, Zhou Yixi carefully checked the clues.

"The demons are invading, the demonic beasts in the south are moving around, and the major sects are searching for new secret trial realms..."

Hua Meng wrote down almost everything he saw and heard along the way, not wanting to miss any clue.

But the messy clues cannot be connected for the time being and are of no help to the current situation.

According to the requirements for passing the team memory copy, one of them must resolve the obsession.

Among the few people, Lian Wu has the most obvious obsession, and they all know the importance of the secret realm to him.

But how can we truly resolve our obsession with protection? And how long should we protect it?

The same dilemma not only troubled Feng Ling, but also other teammates.

At the same time, Xie Ning was fighting a group of ghosts.

Half an hour ago, his mother died of alcoholism, but after her death, her body exuded a luxurious fragrance.

The fragrance attracted all the ghosts near the village. Two days ago, Xie Ning discovered that there was a cemetery behind the village, so he took precautions.

But the number of ghosts was still much greater than he expected, because there were no living people in this village!

The people buried under that cemetery are from the village. If Lian Wu were here, he would understand that it was he who buried these people.

About 15 years before this timeline, a possessed centipede monster appeared in the Nanli Forest. The monster broke into this small mountain village and massacred the villagers.

The strong smell of blood disturbed the elves in the forest, and the elves' messengers went to the secret realm to seek help.

The monster was eventually killed by Lian Wu, and its body was taken away by a famous and upright sect, who said it had to be purified before being destroyed.

The dead villagers were buried on the hillside behind the village by fog, and a formation was set up to prevent excessive resentment.

But the system still did not miss this excellent monster spawning spot. It not only rebuilt the village, but also removed the formation.

Xie Ning still held the village's hatchet in his hand, and was trying his best to kill the ghosts and monsters around him.

The resentment was so strong that it made his hands and feet cold, but he didn't dare to stop killing ghosts.

We have reached the end, it is impossible to stop here!

Xie Ning found an opening, flew to the roof, cut his palm, and smeared the blood on Wangyou.

The sound of the piano that was supposed to heal the wounds became murderous, reversing the effect of Wangyou's piano sound. Xie Ning had to expend a lot of physical strength every time he plucked the strings.

The ghost began to go crazy under the attack of the piano music and roared in pain, but Xie Ning never stopped his actions.

Wangyou's main attribute is healing. Even if he reversed some of his attributes with blood, he couldn't use it as a real offensive weapon. He could only suppress this group of ghosts as much as possible and wait for others to discover the abnormality here.

The sound of the piano traveled far and successfully alarmed the elves stationed around the lake in the forest.

The scene 15 years ago seemed to be repeated again. The elves went to the secret realm to find the master of the secret realm who could deal with the ghosts.

But this time, it was not the Lord of the Secret Realm who solved the ghost, but his lover who played his role.

Seeing the ghosts collapsed all over the ground, Feng Ling quickly stepped forward to finish them off. Feather arrows fell from the sky and ignited flames the moment they pierced the ghosts' bodies, burning them to ashes.

Xie Ning then stopped plucking the strings, breathed a sigh of relief, and resumed playing the music to heal his wounds.

It's so unfair to let him, a top-level healer, do the work of dealing damage!

"Lianwu? No, it's Fengling."

All the wounds on Xie Ning's body have healed, but the remaining bloodstains are a bit scary.

"Have you been here all these days?"

Feng Ling didn't expect to meet Xie Ning in this place, and the other party also had elven wings.

"Yeah, my alcoholic mom won't let me leave, and the hospitable ghost villagers are haunting me every day."

Feng Ling gave him a thumbs-up. "You're really lucky! This is the place with the heaviest resentment around here, yet you were able to stay here for so many days. No wonder the elves I sent out couldn't find you. Your human scent was covered by the resentment, and those elves didn't dare to get close to this place."