Xintianyou was shocked when he heard this, and saw the scenery in front of him quickly faded.

Just like a photo fading rapidly, the color disappears, the pattern disappears, and the traces disappear... Finally, even the photo itself disappears.

It was empty and the boy was bounced out.

A clear feeling returned to his original body, and he opened his eyes and was a little dizzy. The noise around him poured into his ears like thunder, buzzing...

The small side door in front of the hall opened again, and a beautiful maid walked out with a tray, with a small jewelry box on it.

The boy was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, turned his head and asked anxiously:

"How long have I slept?"

Su Guoer blushed and said with a slight sarcastic expression:

"You, you just took a nap, and they kept watching... No, I happened to see you staring in a daze, closed your eyes and head down a little... About half a minute."

Xintianyou was shocked.

After experiencing at least a quarter of an hour in dreams, only half a minute in reality, thirty to one passes.

However, this cannot be calculated like this. Dreams are the transmission of information, and time in dreams is a psychological feeling, and it has nothing to do with reality.

He is no stranger to this.

This is the virtual realm in the dream pillow, and the situation of finally withdrawing is basically similar.

When the power is insufficient, or the chip runs to a damaged node, the information transmission will slow down, decrease, and be missing... Finally, it will stop completely and "bounce" people out.

However, in the virtual realm, the body can interact with virtual characters, change the virtual environment and story direction. In this dream, he is purely a bystander.

Especially like being in a holographic movie...

Not exactly, at least the beauty in the palace dress saw herself. It was like when the movie was halfway through, the characters inside suddenly spoke to the audience, which scared people's heart attacks.

How could this happen?

You must find out the reason quickly.

Losing control over the body is simply terrible!

When the spirit leaves, the body becomes an empty shell and cannot move. Not to mention the nearly a hundred warriors and monks in front of him, even the playboy Yanghe can kill him. And he is hanging a short sword for decoration on his waist...

Xin Tianyou glanced over the hall vigilantly, and found nothing unusual, and turned his eyes to the small side door in front of the hall.

It should be that in the door, an unparalleled divine thought just now appeared, and suddenly grabbed the ontological consciousness into a strange space. For some reason, it was released again.

The spiritual consciousness is like lightning, and a thought of thousands of miles is much faster than a flying sword.

The other party is a cat, he is a mouse, and there is nowhere to escape.

Staying in the Treasure Pavilion is at least safer than lying on the street.

Liao Mingdao:

"...This ancestral object is old and has a starting price of 1,000 taels of gold..."

There were booing everywhere below, and someone shouted, "Master, why don't you rob money?"

Liao Ming smiled bitterly:

"We are just taking photos on behalf of you... I'm going to tell you, the client of this 'Western Pearl' is a distinguished guest, and it is stipulated that a 1,000 taels of gold will be started... The beads are indeed very beautiful, and the light can reach one foot. So, I lift the lid of the box and ask Mr. Mou to go to the stage to take a look inside to verify the truth... Mr. Mou, please."

Xizhu? Slight beads!

There was another burst of laughter below, all of whom were absent-minded and waiting for the ending to come.

Why did Zhenbao Pavilion put this thing at the end? Because it is impossible to sell it. An ordinary night pearl can be bought in ten taels of gold. The best one is worth a thousand gold, but it is at least the size of a watermelon, illuminating a house. A small sesame seed is really embarrassing.

Su Guoer held her cheek and was distracted, feeling very worried.

The auction is about to end. How to deliver the "Lady's Parrot Picture" later? Will Zhenbao Pavilion beat Master Xin and then send it to the government? Otherwise, I will lend him the gold ticket to mortgage it... But when I go back like this, the painting is gone, and the gold is gone, will my mother be angry?

"help me!"

An anxious and silenced voice suddenly rang in his ears. The girl was startled and turned her head quickly.

The boy stood up and retreated, his eyes widened and looked at him. His face was pale, his body trembled slightly at extremely high frequency. His mouth was closed, and he didn't know where the sound came from.

"Ah, Mr. Xin, what's wrong with you?"

The girl stood up quickly and prepared to help her.

"Roar... don't talk, don't get close to me... don't let anyone get close to a foot, I'll kill them..."

Su Guoer was shocked and scared and stopped.

I always feel that the boy's retreating posture is strange, like a stiff puppet with a rope pulled behind him.

"Roar... roar... don't let that old man use his spiritual sense to peek at me... Otherwise, I will kill all the people on the building and all the people in the street..."

The sound is getting lower and blurry, and it is getting weaker and weaker...

It seemed that he had discovered something temporarily. His body struggled violently, and his forehead was bursting out like an earthworm.

"Go...go...get..."

The boy's spine hit the wall and stopped. Then his legs bent slightly, his body leaned to the left, his shoulders sinking, and his right hand reached into his lace of clothes and held the handle of the wolf teeth.

This is a standard sword drawing posture, entering the first-level combat mode. Instinct replaces will and acts automatically.

The ontological consciousness sinks into overwhelming darkness.

Two breaths ago, the powerful spiritual "summoning" began again. This time, Xin Tianyou was on guard and had only time to issue emergency orders to his body and send a message to Missou Guoer.

Xin Tianyou took a last look at the girl, her eyes quickly dissipated, her eyelids closed, and her head was lowered.

From now on, everyone's lives are in her hands.

The guests behind were almost exposed, and the few ran to the cheap space in front, only Yanghe noticed this scene.

He couldn't help but shiver, his eyes almost burst out from his sockets, and his mouth widened into a hippo.

The boy's movements are so much like dolls.

Ping'an Hou has a piano player who can play several simple songs after loading the spirit stone, which once opened the eyes of a group of dandy.

The doll was almost real, and its skills were not bad, but its movements were not as coherent and smooth as humans. For example, a simple raising of his hand, it was on the ground one by one...

Su Guoer was at a loss, but from Xin Tianyou's anxious tone, he could hear that he was in an extremely dangerous situation. At this time, he was the only one who could help him.

Yes, don't let people get close to...

Mou Ni looked down at the gap in the Xizhu box and nodded to confirm.

“It’s really bright, good.”

Then I opened the entire lid and said:

"Amitabha, it's really small... Some family's eyes are a little blurry and they almost couldn't find it."

There was a burst of laughter below.

Liao Ming smiled bitterly, knowing that he was going to fail, so he could hardly raise his mental offer.

Several times the Zhenbao Pavilion was identified, the beads were worth at most twenty taels of gold, and the box was worth five hundred taels. The material was deep-sea silicon wood, which could best block the spiritual consciousness, just like a thousand-year-old red wood core that could best block the spiritual energy.

This was originally a box containing sword pills to prevent monks from spying on it. It was estimated that the sword pill was lost later, so a night pearl was thrown into it. It may have memorial significance, but its actual value was not great.

If the noble person who was given the photograph had not had many rare items, the palace would not want to accept the order. He asked the other party to split the two items and filmed them, but he refused to do so.

Liao Ming guessed that the guy knew that the box was worth 500 taels and mistakenly thought that the things he had contained would definitely exceed them, so he set a ridiculous price of 1,000 taels.

Mou Ni turned around with a smile, but did not step off the stage immediately, and was stunned after looking at the hall.

Liao Ming was stunned and noticed the strangeness.

When everyone saw them looking like ghosts, they turned their heads to look.
Chapter completed!