Chapter 76: Snake Dance!

This is a world full of innocence and fantasy.

What flows down the mountain stream is not water, but sweet and delicious cream. Each blooming flower represents candy of various flavors. The soil is made of chocolate, and the inside of the rock is actually cake...

Roasted chickens are flying, cooked cows are running, and even birds and beasts are ready-made food. As long as you wave your hand, it will come over and be served to you!

Many colorful elves, holding hands and laughing happily, there is no fighting, no intrigue, no bloodshed, and everywhere is full of peace and peace.

Bai Xiaoxi is enjoying the delicious food happily, wandering between the mountains and fields. As long as she gets tired of eating, she will change it, and she can find new and strange food every time.

Shua, Bai Xiaoxi took off from the ground and landed on the soft clouds. The clouds are made of cotton candy, and it is soft and comfortable to lie on them.

"It's so nice here~" Bai Xiaoxi smiled sweetly, and fell asleep in a dream after eating and drinking enough.

The whole inn was filled with snoring, and everyone was immersed in their own dreams.

However, there was only one person who was an exception!

At this time.

Ye Junlin looked at the bright moon outside the window, and felt a little depressed when he remembered that he had been blamed for no reason.

I thought that with his appearance and strength, he had already made a great reputation and would have a large number of fans in Wuzhou.

Unexpectedly, they were all black fans!

All this was caused by traitors, who cheated and deceived under his banner, and discredited his perfect image of being wise, powerful, tall, invincible and righteous!

Ye Junlin sighed and said, "Alas, the world is really going downhill, and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be."

[Ding, it is detected that the host has not signed in for two months. Do you want to complete the sign-in? ]

The system prompt sounded.

"Sign." Ye Junlin said.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning one million top-grade spirit crystals! ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning five top-grade flame explosion talismans! ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning ten bags of top-grade pet animal feed! ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the first-place flute in the universe: the Immortality Flute! ]

…

All the rewards obtained by signing in have been automatically stored in the system space.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, "Immortality Flute? Tongzi, what grade is this thing?"

[Ding, there is no grade, the power of the flute depends entirely on the host's flute playing skills and his own cultivation! ]

The system replied thoughtfully.

Ye Junlin suddenly remembered that his flute playing skills seemed to be at the top level.

Feeling the long night and thinking of the turmoil encountered today, Ye Junlin wanted to play a song for no reason to relieve his inner depression.

Swish.

The light flashed in his hand, and a green flute appeared, with a green glow flowing all over the body, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

This is the Immortality Flute!

Ye Junlin held the flute with both hands and put it to his mouth to play.

In an instant.

The sound of the flute was crisp and melodious, echoing with an ethereal meaning.

Ye Junlin did not use his cultivation, but simply played the flute by feeling. Even so, he released circles of magical ripples, forming a kind of resonance between heaven and earth.

Whoosh, whoosh, the room was filled with wind, Ye Junlin's silver-white long hair fluttered, his eyes were bright and blazing, and his whole body was ethereal and ethereal, as if he was a banished immortal playing the flute above the nine heavens.

"What sound?!"

The faces of more than a dozen evil snake creatures changed, fearing that someone would interrupt their formation.

Strangely, they did not receive any harm, as if this was just a simple melody, particularly gentle and beautiful.

"What a wonderful music, it reminds me of my life in the tribe when I was a child." One of the tribesmen was intoxicated, hissing and sticking out his tongue, and his body couldn't help twisting, dancing gracefully to the rhythm.

"Tulu, what are you doing?!" Yelu Gu noticed something was wrong and shouted.

As a result, the tribe member ignored him and danced to the sound of the flute. Perhaps it was because of the characteristics of snakes that their bodies were extremely flexible.

This was not over yet. One after another, the creatures of the evil snake tribe gave up maintaining the dream formation and immersed themselves in their own world.

They danced so hard that they either twisted their waists or shook their hips. The scene was very eye-catching.

"You, you guys..." Yelu Gu was shocked, his eyes widened. He had never seen such a bizarre scene in his life.

Soon, Yelu Gu realized that everything was caused by this beautiful flute!

The flute can stimulate the characteristics of snakes and make its tribe members dance to the sound of the flute.

"Who is doing this? Get out of here, priest!" Yelu Gu's face was fierce, and his sharp fangs flashed coldly.

Suddenly, its pupils gradually lost focus, and its hands clasped together to make a flower on its head, imagining itself as a sunflower, its body swaying in the wind, and a mysterious smile on the corners of its mouth.

As they were all dancing, the dream formation stopped working.

Inside the Longmen Inn.

Fan Dezheng suddenly woke up and felt a sense of fear.

"I just fell into a trap!"

Fan Dezheng knew very well that a practitioner of his level would not fall into a dream for no reason. There must be a mastermind behind the scenes.

"Not good!"

Fan Dezheng thought of something, disappeared from the spot, and directly broke into the other side of the room.

In front of him, An Miaoyi was sitting cross-legged in meditation, with a calm and peaceful face, eyes closed, no sign of waking up, and a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Obviously, this is a beautiful dream!

"Miss, wake up quickly!" Fan Dezheng made a secret with one hand and shot out a stream of light that fell into the eyebrows of the woman in yellow.

An Miaoyi's delicate body trembled, her long eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful eyes opened with a look of confusion, "Uncle Fan, why are you..."

"We have fallen into a trap!" Fan Dezheng said solemnly.

"Fell into a trap?"

An Miaoyi wrinkled her nose, as if thinking of something, and said with palpitations: "No wonder I feel like I don't want to wake up, and the deeper I get into it, the more exhausted I become."

"If I guessed correctly, the enemy has set up a dream formation. This is one of the ancient and evil formations in rumors. It can make people fall into a deep sleep without anyone noticing until they wake up quietly in their sleep. die."

Fan Dezheng said with a gloomy expression.

Even a strong person like him, who is a perfect Mahayana, is trapped in it and unable to extricate himself. If it really drags on, his life will really be decided here.

There were no traces of a fight, he just died silently!

Thinking of this, Fan Dezheng felt a chill down his back and secretly felt lucky!

An Miaoyi couldn't believe it, "They are so vicious, what is their purpose for doing this? Is it to kill people and steal wealth?"

"Miss, don't run around. I'll go outside to check on the situation." Fan Dezheng said in a deep voice.

Whoosh!

The figure disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, they were above the inn.

Fan Dezheng's pupils shrank, "Abyssal creatures!"

at the same time.

Yelugu and the others were no longer dancing, because the sound of the flute was suddenly interrupted, allowing them to regain consciousness, and their expressions were all surprised and uncertain.

"Master Priest, we..." Some tribesmen had numb scalps and were very worried about the strange phenomenon just now.

Can this plan continue?

Yelugu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Although I was interrupted just now, most human monks will choose to continue sleeping because of the beauty of their dreams. As long as they are repaired in time, they still have a chance!"

"stop!"

An angry shout sounded.

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