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Then, he discovered that this was a mask.

Because Zhan Jingshu also carries something like a Peking Opera face.

"Where did you come from?"

"Gived it to Komiya."

"Why did he give it to you, not me?"

"If you have time to talk nonsense here, why don't you see where your sister is?" Zhan Jingshu stared at the butterflies and butterfly powder all over the sky. The box was only that big, but George Chuan could not be found at all. Mu Bai's figure was secretly anxious.

Damn it! The prediction made a mistake, that guy actually has such a thing?!

If he didn't find Mu Bai quickly and stop George Chuan's illusion, when his illusion succeeded, he would probably have to take action.

And this is their first time doing a task by themselves, and he really doesn't want to fail!

"Where is my sister?" Murong saw that there were butterflies everywhere, and there was no one to see any figure, so he was anxious. He quickly began to take out the things Mu Qiuniang gave him, and took out a handful of talisman paper, "Senior brother, are these things useful?"

Now I know to call me senior brother? Zhan Jingshu looked at him, but he didn't say anything. He took the talisman paper in him and looked at it. He had all of them, such as detoxification talisman, healing talisman, wind talisman, fire talisman, thunder talisman, peace talisman, etc.

"Why do you have so many talismans?" He said secretly. Should he learn from his junior brother, be thicker and more of his master?

"Ask the master, what the master wants." Anyway, he was thick-skinned.

"I don't know if it's useful, let's try it all." Zhan Jingshu took a wind talisman and tried it, "Fenglai--"

A storm blew, and most of the butterflies and powder were rolled away.

George Chuan frowned and shouted softly: "Attack!"

Murong and Zhan Jingshu were so glad that this thing was useful, and a group of butterflies suddenly attacked behind them.

"Be careful!" Zhan Jingshu quickly spoke out, and a thunder talisman was slammed out, "Go to the fire--"

A ball of flame suddenly appeared in the air, shooting towards the butterflies like an arrow.

The butterflies' wings trembled and they quickly fled one after another. Someone who was not anxious to dodge was burned and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, many burnt butterflies fell on the ground.

"Senior brother, fire is still more powerful!" Murong saw that the fire talisman was useful, and immediately summoned his own "fire control technique". A fist-sized fire ball appeared on his shoulders and ran around the room with his command.

"Aren't you afraid of hitting your sister?" Zhan Jingshu said.

"I have control over the ability to kill butterflies and only hurt people." Murong felt that it is important to save people first in such an emergency. If it is injured, it will be injured, as long as it can be cured.

Zhan Jingshu was speechless: "..."

However, he didn't say anything. He summoned his spiritual sword, smeared a little powder of fire spirit stone on the sword, and danced out a string of sword flowers, skewers of these seemingly beautiful but actually poisonous butterflies.

Murong, who was so heartless, had a fireball flying everywhere and it really hit Mu Bai in an instant.

She was confused at that time: What happened?!

George Chuan saw that his illusion was only one second away from success, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"You two damn guys!" Turning around, he waved, and all the butterflies in the room were heading towards the two of them like tornadoes.

Murong was startled, but he still did not forget to remind Mu Bai: "Sister, run!"

And because he couldn't dodge, he was pounced on by these poisonous butterflies and wrapped it into a big butterfly cocoon.

"Arong!" Zhan Jingshu was shocked. Compared to Murong, who only knows fireball skills, he is obviously more flexible in his body, and he can avoid it quickly even in such a critical moment.

One solution, all the butterflies flew towards another lost person.

Zhan Jingshu waved the sword into a sword wall, protecting himself in it without seeing the wind, and even a butterfly could not fly in. Instead, because he was too close, his wings were cut off by Jianfeng.

George Chuan's figure was extremely fast, and like an arrow shot out from the sky, he suddenly shot at Zhan Jingshu. With such a tight sword wall, he just squinted his eyes and saw the loophole. He stretched out and grabbed Zhan Jingshu's wrist and pulled it hard to the side.

"bump--"

Zhan Jingshu smashed into the ground, smashing a deep pit, and countless butterflies rushed towards him.

This is the difference between foundation-building cultivation and consecration cultivation. No matter how complete your defense measures seem to others, in the eyes of foundation-building cultivation cultivators, they are full of loopholes.

"Arong... Jingshu..." Mu Bai's face turned pale because of fear.

She didn't know how terrible it was for cultivators to fight, but weren't they all performed in those film and television works? Cultivators can destroy the world by lifting them, and the butterflies made by George River obviously looked like they were not ordinary things. If they wrapped them up like this, wouldn't they be "eating" them, right?!

"Georgechuan, you can't hurt them. One of them is my brother and the other is my brother's senior brother. If you hurt them, I will never forgive you in my life!"

Now, Mu Bai was not sure what George Chuan was thinking about her, but she could not persuade her. She just wanted to do her best to protect her younger brother.

Her efforts were effective. At least George Chuan did not kill immediately, but looked at her: "I won't forgive me? What do you think you have the right to not forgive me? You are just an ordinary human being. As long as I erase this memory of you, even if I kill them, you still don't remember it."

"Yes, if you erase my memory, I really won't remember this, but George River, people are doing it, the sky is watching, there is no airtight wall under the world. Do you know now, why do I say, we can never be together?"

"Why?" Georgechuan really wanted to know that he felt very good. He had no women who could not handle it before. Those women would be delivered automatically as long as he hooked his fingers.

But why did he have to use illusion to confuse her when he arrived at Mu Bai?

"Because you are a cultivator!" Mu Bai told him clearly, "And I am not. You have also seen that Arong is my younger brother, and he can even practice, but I can't. I am just an ordinary person, I will grow old and ugly, but you won't. I don't want to see a young you one day when I get old."

George Chuan was stunned: "So, actually you like me?"

"Yes, I have a good impression of you. If I can practice the truth, I am willing to be with you and try this relationship. But reality is not possible. You are a cultivator and I am an ordinary person. This is a fact that God is destined and no one can change it."

"But, I really like you!"
Chapter completed!