After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 217|The scene of Mirage Feng Ping’s murder

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Inside the giant clam, Qiao Wan and Long Tou glared at each other.

As a dog, after traveling through time and becoming an ancient mythical mirage, Laifu's IQ has also improved, but this improvement is equivalent to jumping from a husky to a border collie.

This still does not prevent it from being essentially a dog. After turning into a dragon, Laifu whimpered a few times in loneliness. After a few days of panic, he finally accepted this sad reality.

It has become ugly, and it no longer has its favorite human to play with it.

Lonely Laifu can only lie on the ground like he did when he was still at the entrance of the village every day, try his best to put his four short legs away, and bury his head under his arms.

Aware of the stiffness of the cute human in front of him, the mirage twisted its body and patted its tail vigorously. The huge dragon head struggled to squeeze into Qiao Wan's palm.

The performance of this mirage made Qiao Wan couldn't help but think of the dog she had raised before.

No matter how bad the situation is now, it seems that it can’t get much worse.

Qiao Wan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively stroked the mirage's head.

The golden and dangerous vertical pupils widened a lot in an instant, and he stuck out his tongue and licked her hard.

After pondering for a while, Qiao Wan slowly released his spiritual consciousness. Releasing his spiritual consciousness at this mirage dragon is a relatively risky thing. The opponent is an ancient monster who is proficient in the illusion of spiritual consciousness. If he angers this mirage, Mirage, the consciousness is likely to be backlashed.

However, this mirage dragon's sea of ​​consciousness was obviously a bit beyond Qiao Wan's expectations.

The sea of ​​​​consciousness is very large, the largest sea of ​​​​consciousness she has ever seen. In the center of this sea of ​​​​consciousness sits a big yellow and black dog with four eyes.

I strangled Qiao Wan's whole body!

What a dog!

The **** dog with four eyes came galloping excitedly, its ears flying back, its tongue flicking to its mouth, its two short legs stepping on the brakes in time when it rushed in front of her, and it was about to hit the person enthusiastically. Jump.

No girl can refuse a furry thing, especially when the human in front of him seemed to have no intention of touching it. The **** dog whimpered in frustration.

Qiao Wan struggled politely for half a second, then decisively picked up the big yellow black dog with four eyes in front of her, and rubbed the smooth and supple dog's head. It was said to be a **** dog. It looked like it was only a few months old, but it was rather rough and strong. When it looked at people with its eyes, it looked a little bright and serious.

The appearance of a dog in Mirage Dragon's sea of ​​consciousness was a rather strange thing. Qiao Wan took the dog and walked around, but still found nothing.

It seems... this dog was originally the owner of this sea of ​​consciousness.

There was no other way, so Qiao Wan had no choice but to put the dog down in her arms. The **** dog squirmed dissatisfied and whined, biting her sleeve.

Qiao Wan patted her head: "Sit down."

The **** dog sat down obediently and wagged its tail.

Qiao Wan was surprised that he could actually communicate?

"You..." After hesitating for half a second, Qiao Wan asked, "Can you speak?"

This is not a whim. Normally, ancient gods and monsters with this kind of cultivation should have developed spiritual wisdom and used the ability to communicate across races.

The **** dog said cheerfully: "Woof!!"

Qiao Wan had an ominous premonition in her heart. Looking at her appearance, could she not be able to speak human language?

She had taken the course of beast control before. Beast control is the process of enlightening the spiritual beasts' intelligence and gradually realizing communication with them.

Putting down the sword in his hand, Qiao Wan sat down cross-legged and patiently began to communicate with the **** dog in front of him.

As mentioned before, although Laifu has traveled through time, this promotion is equivalent to jumping from a husky to a border collie. In essence, he is still a silly dog.

Qiao Wan finally figured it out after a lot of effort.

A dog traveled through time and became a mirage. He stumbled and met a human youth, who caught him and put him here.

"What does this human young man look like? Does he have any memorable features?"

The **** dog stretched out its fat paws and tried its best to draw an abstract version of a lotus pattern on the ground.

Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat and slowly sank.

They are the Xiao family.

Co-author: This time everyone was knocked down by the illusion. Is it not a trick, but man-made?

But who did this? Is it Xiao Huan? Or Xiao Sui?

It is unlikely that Xiao Huan, although he has only met twice, can tell that the other party is acting cautiously.

In a flash of thought, Qiao Wan already had a personal choice in mind.

At this moment, there was a sudden shouting outside the big clam.

"Lu Cixian?! Fang Lingqing knocked the big clam hard with her curved fingers, her face looked a little worried: "Are you okay? ! Can you hear it? !

Qiao Wan looked at the **** dog squatting on the ground in front of him with a serious expression.

Although he is still a dog in essence, there has always been an unwritten rule in the world of cultivation. As long as he has developed spiritual intelligence, he must be called a fellow Taoist.

"Come...come, fellow Taoist, my companion is looking for me, I will go out first."

Stand up, open the shell, and jump out of the big clam.

"Xiaofang, is something wrong?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Wan jumped out of the big clam. Fang Lingqing took two steps back with a look of shock: "You...are you okay?"

With this refreshing expression, there was not even a single injury visible on his body.

Fang Lingqing poked his head back in surprise, but suddenly a long and loud dragon roar came to his ears.

This sound is...

The dragon roars!

The big clam in front of you is... a mirage! !

Qi Feidao thought quickly and figured out the relationship in the blink of an eye.

"This is a mirage!!" The young man's face suddenly changed, and his smile disappeared instantly. He pulled Fang Lingqing back and shouted at the Kunshan and Chongde disciples behind him: "Back!!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a giant dark red dragon with scales and claws touching the clouds, breathing clouds and mist, hovering in the mist, and slowly leaning down.

"Grass." Fang Lingqing fell down on the wet mud ground, ate a mouthful of dirt, spit out a mouthful of grass clippings, and was about to spit out the fragrance. At a glance, he only caught a glimpse of a fist-sized golden vertical Hitomi, half of his body was numb in an instant, he clenched the sword with his heart pounding, and stared at the giant dragon in front of him with a dry mouth.

The disciples of Chongde Ancient Garden are all knowledgeable, and they all recognized the mirage dragon at a glance, and they were all on guard as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

The problem is, how could an ancient mirage appear in Tingyun Mountain?

It’s over.

They're finished.

A Chongde disciple's face turned pale. Under the sharp and dangerous predatory gaze of this mirage, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look at the mirage in front of him.

It is said that the back of the mirage dragon's waist is covered with reverse scales. He just took a quick glance and found that the back of the giant dragon's waist is indeed covered with reverse scales! !

In fear, a Chongde disciple could not hold back and quietly released his flying sword.

This did not escape Qiao Wan's gaze, and she stopped the disciple's movement with a solemn voice: "Don't move!!"

But maybe the sound was too cold. The Chongde disciple trembled, and with a "whoosh" of flying swords, he flew past the mirage dragon's head.

Seeing this sudden sword light, several big words floated through everyone's hearts.

Me! Life! stop! That’s it! !

Will they still survive after angering this mirage dragon? ! !

The mirage in front of him was indeed angry. He snorted and let out a roar that shook the trees and shook the ground.

Qi Feidao held the tree in front of him, the light in Taohua's eyes turned cold, and he began to calculate what chance they had of winning against this mirage dragon.

The mirage grinned and roared continuously from its mouth.

"Woof woof woof woof woof!"

This voice...

Qi Feidao paused suddenly and realized something was wrong.

How come...it looks like a dog?

The mirage in front of me grinned, roaring like an evil dragon, while retreating strategically. It seemed vaguely like a cowardly dog.

At this moment, a young man's calm voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Come, fellow Taoist, come here."

The mirage, still grinning and roaring, suddenly let out an excited "oow", waved its short and fat dragon claws, and quickly slid in front of the young man with a "squeak" sound.

"Woof woof woof!!"

Qi Feidao, Fang Lingqing and other Kunshan and Chongde disciples looked at the evil dragon spinning around Lu Cixian, and their expressions instantly cracked.

"So this is the ancient mirage dragon?" A Kunshan disciple sighed inexplicably, "It looks like this."

After all, ancient gods and monsters have been seen in textbooks a lot, but have basically never been seen in reality.

"It turns out that the habits of ancient mirage dragons are so similar to dogs."

The scene of Mirage Feng Ping’s murder.

But...why is this ancient mirage so close to Lu Cixian?

Fang Lingqing boldly stood up and took a few steps forward, slightly confused.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to the mirage dragon, the other party immediately bared his teeth and glared angrily.

The world of dogs is very simple. I wanted to play with you, but you bullied me. I will never play with you again.

"Let me introduce you." Ignoring the shocked and painful expressions of others, Qiao Wan said calmly: "This is Laifu, fellow Taoist."

It seems that the mirage was obviously subdued by Lu Cixian.

"Lu Cixian, how did you tame this...dragon..." Fang Lingqing choked as his eyes fell on this mirage dragon. No matter what, he couldn't connect this guy with the dragon, and he paused. After a pause, he held back the word, "dog."

Qiao Wan said seriously: "Laifu, come, shake hands."

Mirage Dragon: Woof! !

The expressions on other people's faces were no longer painful, but broken.

Looking around at the group of people with different expressions, Qiao Wan's heart sank slightly.

The most important thing now is not Laifu, but to find out what Xiao Sui wants to do first.

The moment he held the mirage dragon's claw, the spiritual connection that had not yet been broken suddenly popped into his mind again.

Xiao Sui's face faintly flashed before his eyes, as if he was giving instructions to his subordinates. These were the few remaining words in Laifu's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Mu Xiaoxiao...spiritual consciousness...pay attention...putting blame on..."

"Qiao Wan..."

Oops! !

Qiao Wan's heart suddenly suddenly became clear, and the spiritual platform suddenly became clear.

She seems to have figured out what Xiao Sui wants to do? ! !

She is big! !

She has been busy waking up other disciples since just now, including of course, Mu Xiaoxiao.

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Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have had a long dream, dreaming about many people, including Master, Junior Brother Pei, Little Phoenix...

I dreamed that they all suddenly left her, and even the other brothers and sisters in Kunshan looked at her with disgust.

The girl took a few steps forward anxiously, wanting to explain. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her forehead.

"Senior Sister Mu!!" The Kunshan disciples beside him looked at Mu Xiaoxiao who suddenly fell limply and were shocked, "Senior Sister Mu? How are you?!"