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With such an overly proactive attitude, Li Zhuang couldn't help but glance at Qi Yanduo before stretching out his hand to hold it.

The moment the two came into contact, the spirit power belonging to the guide came through the skin in bursts.

It seems that there are countless? Countless silk threads have penetrated into the body, and spread all over every corner of Li Zhuang's body in an instant, as if they want to penetrate him, or? It seems that they are just trying to spy.

Compared with the previous contact, Qi Yan's control over mental power is obviously much stronger, which made Li Zhuang feel completely seen through for the first time.

The vague unnaturalness made him subconsciously want to withdraw his hand, but Qi Yan firmly held it back.

He heard Qi Yan's still calm voice: "I have nothing to do now? To confirm the complete connection status, I need you to lead the way before I can enter the spiritual scene."

Li Zhuang: "...Understood."

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to try to enter his spiritual world again.

Because of the too weak spiritual link, the entry process, which was extremely easy for many sentinels, seemed a bit long.

Li Zhuang's brows couldn't help but twist up, while feeling a strong sense of discomfort, on the other hand, he let his consciousness fall down infinitely.

?? What kind of approach? Dangerous and delicate, if you are not careful, you may be completely lost in the spiritual world and be lost forever.

The hand that was held with Qi Yan became the only support Li Zhuang could rely on at this time. In a certain way, he had almost given all his trust.

Noticing the unknowingly dense beads of sweat on Li Zhuang's forehead, Qi Yan determined that the time was almost up, and began to tentatively deepen it.

The contact link established by the palm alone is still too thin, as if feeling someone intruding, the spiritual barrier belonging to the sentinel instinctively erected, blocking those mental tentacles that were eager to try.

?? Let Qi Yanbu get closer to Li Zhuang, and lower his eyes to observe his state.

The sentinel who was completely trapped in the spiritual world couldn't control himself autonomously, obviously unconsciously, Li Zhuang's five senses had been turned up to the extreme.

In such a high temperature, it was already drenched in sweat in just a moment.

Li Zhuang's clothes from top to bottom were completely soaked, but he still seemed to be in a steamer, and even his breathing gradually became heavy unconsciously.

In such an unbearable environment, it also made him subconsciously exert more force on Qi Yan's hand, as if to vent, as if he wanted to crush it completely.

Qi Yan's hand hurt from being held, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

The environment here is already extremely extreme, and the Sentinels, who are prone to five sense explosions, are undoubtedly more easily affected than the guides.Keeping Li Zhuang in such a state is a very difficult test for both physical strength and perseverance.It is precisely because of this that the foundation of the mental picture must be completed before he can't bear it completely.

The momentary hesitation before was completely forgotten, Qi Yan took a look at Li Zhuang's face that was starting to turn red due to overheating, kept his hands clenched and leaned down a little, and slowly approached him from a distance that could be called an intimacy. snuggled together.

With a slight hook with the other hand, Li Zhuang's already unconscious body fell forward in an instant, and crashed straight into Qi Yan's arms.

The breath intertwined in the ears vaguely passed by, Qi Yan could feel Li Zhuang's heartbeat faster than ever before.

I don't know if it's because of the surrounding temperature, or because of the tactile sensation produced in such a state of sharpening the five senses.

An invisible spiritual force suddenly exploded around Qi Yan, and the icy breath came from the picture world of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, silently covering the surroundings of the two of them.

The spiritual skills of all sentries and guides are often linked to their own mental images, and the surrounding environment has gradually cooled down a lot under the influence of Qi Yan.

However, the fiery aura on Li Zhuang's body not only did not subside, but instead surged out like huge waves one after another, making Qi Yan think that the one next to him was a fireball that might explode at any time.

??Let him be in a trance for a while, and finally come to his senses.

Perhaps this kind of reaction is not only affected by the environment, but also partly related to Li Zhuang's own mental image.

Qi Yan let out a sigh of relief, and used his mental power to adjust the surrounding environment to a temperature as comfortable as possible.

The hand that circled behind him lightly patted Li Zhuang's back twice, leaned over to the man's ear and pulled the distance as close as possible, and the non-heavy words were pulled by the spiritual tentacles, as if deeply He fell into the depths of Li Zhuang's consciousness.

The young man trapped in the spiritual world was walking on thin ice in the endless darkness, when he suddenly heard the familiar voice from the sky: "Relax, let me in."

Qi Yan had just completed the construction of the central giant tower, and had already consumed a lot of energy. Now he had to confront the vast heat wave from nature, which made his voice a little hoarse unconsciously.

However, it was just such a single sentence, as if an invisible sword cut the curtain of hesitation ahead.

Suddenly, an invisible force exploded, and even the surrounding mental airflow began to spin rapidly.

Qi Yan didn't expect to resonate spiritually with Li Zhuang at this time, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he forcibly put away his astonishment, cheered up and began to try to penetrate into Li Zhuang's spiritual picture.

The collision of mental power caused more mixed changes. As the five senses of reality were completely deprived, the whole world began to spin, and finally an outsider was suddenly dragged in.

Before, Qi Yan had glimpsed a corner of Li Zhuang's spiritual landscape by accident, but he didn't expect that it would be such a shock when everything was really in front of him.

In the devastated spiritual world, all the pictures are fragmented.

Pieces of fragments, large or small, were scattered among the darkness, which seemed to be within reach, but seemed to be thousands of miles away.

These sporadic fines are like dust all over the vast universe, nowhere to stay, wandering without support, and are difficultly linked by countless slender and fragile spiritual threads, struggling to maintain a piece of spirit The world does not fall into complete collapse.

Qi Yan was completely stunned under such a situation.

No one's mental picture begins with this one.

Obviously, this world is definitely not what this world should have been, but after an unbearable and unbearable destructive impact, it is possible to break into this world.

Li Zhuang, what have you been through before?

Qi Yan forcibly calmed down, pressed down the questions that came up in his mind, and faced the scene in front of him again.

In such a broken world, Li Zhuang could not be seen at all, and he had to find the location of this person in a state of complete chaos.

Qi Yan's hands slowly clenched into fists.

In a blink of an eye, there were countless ice tendrils, climbing up to those thin threads that might break at any time.

At the moment when those thin lines were circled, it seemed that an invisible force was felt, and all the fragments began to be pulled, and they were reassembled bit by bit.

Li Zhuang's spiritual world was too thoroughly broken, which undoubtedly made Qi Yan spend a lot of energy in the process of piecing it together.

The feeling of gradually losing strength made his whole throat dry and painful, and his whole mind was still stuck in the recovery of the world.

Those mental threads obviously followed Li Zhuang's own consciousness, silently leading those cumbersome fragments back to their original positions one by one.

The two of them didn't find anyone, but they cooperated in the partition space in an incomparable tacit understanding.

As the last fragment was firmly fixed by the blue ice crystal, a complete mental picture finally appeared in front of Qi Yan.

It was also at this time that he finally knew where the gurgling heat in Li Zhuang's body came from.

In a barren desert, all water sources have been completely exhausted, and there seems to be no life in the desert.

In the distance, one can see a huge rift valley running across it.

The little white tiger was pacing back and forth restlessly under the cliff thousands of meters high, extremely restless.

Not far from it is a tube volcano with surging magma.

The surging magma is just about to roll, as if a fissure-like eruption may occur anytime and anywhere, swallowing everything at the bottom of the cliff.

As if sensing the approach of the person coming, the little white tiger suddenly looked up and growled hysterically.

Under such guidance, Qi Yan finally found Li Zhuang's figure in the oasis that was almost completely swallowed up in the whole picture.

At this time, the already broken mental picture has been reassembled, obviously causing Li Zhuang's current overall state to inevitably fall into chaos.

He leaned against the edge of the rock and gasped for breath, his pupils were so dizzy that he couldn't find any focus.

With the violent ups and downs of Li Zhuang's chest, the volcano next to him became more and more excited under such mental fluctuations.

In the desert, the wind was howling even more, bringing yellow sand all over the sky to the sky, as if a thick curtain had been covered over the already barren world.

If things go on like this, a volcanic eruption, or being completely swallowed up by a surging sandstorm, Qi Yan very much doubts that the mental image he put together through untold hardships may not survive for half a day.

?? made him have to withstand the feeling of dizziness and gather his mental power again.

Countless ice vines rose from the ground in the scorching heat, quickly and completely surrounded the two of them, forcibly erecting a closed ice barrier in this hot and restless environment.

Quickly built up and melted down quickly, it took countless mental energy to barely maintain this balance.

The tiredness on Qi Yan's face couldn't help but also increased, he walked over and held Li Zhuang's face tightly, forcing those out-of-focus eyes to look at him.

It was almost a voice squeezed out of his throat: "Li Zhuang, can you hear me? It's time for you to take control of your spiritual world!"

Li Zhuang's panting voice had become a little heavier unconsciously, the complete subversion of the spiritual world confused all his consciousness.

Qi Yan's voice echoed in his ears over and over again, but it was also intertwined with some overwhelming memories.

He seemed to have returned to the night when the army suppressed the border, and that crazy figure completely filled his mind.

Fear, restlessness, confusion, despair... Countless emotions surged up?

Splitting headache.

In the state where the whole head was almost splitting open, Li Zhuang instinctively wanted to hug his head, but Qi Yan directly pulled him into his arms with force, and held him tightly.

A mental barrier was erected around, and under the protection, one could feel that the person in his arms had finally calmed down a little.

Qi Yan raised his head and looked towards the sky.

At this time, the entire mental landscape has also fallen into chaos with the change of Li Zhuang's state.

It was clearly still daytime, but the yellow sand covered by the darkness had completely darkened the entire sky.

The sandstorm rolled straight into the sky.

If it goes on like this, not to mention Li Zhuang will get lost in it, I'm afraid even Qi Yan himself will be implicated.

But, how? How to complete the further spiritual guidance of the Sentinel without combining?

Countless assumptions and operation methods emerged in Qi Yan's mind.

Seeing that the countless gravels on the edge of the cliff were about to fall under the sweeping wind and sand, he gritted his teeth secretly, broke off a pair of ice skates from the ice tendril next to him, and swiped vigorously towards the position of his palm. down.

Dazzling blood gushed out instantly.

Qi Yan slowly clenched his fist and sent it to Li Zhuang.

The blood dripped onto the man's lips, as if dyed a meandering rose, which was astonishingly gorgeous.

The author has something to say: deserts, cliffs, volcanoes and tiny oases.

In fact, there are quite a lot of guessed elements!

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PS. Don’t worry, you are not injured, the blood in the spiritual world is certainly not real blood~ In fact, it can also be combined in situ (quietly).