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第166章 7:3——0:10

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Finally, the first time we meet, Mr. He Hui, my world to you——

very interested. 】

Hongxiang recited the letter he saw in the secret room expressionlessly.

Katschi overturned his previous point of view without hesitation: "That was before I actually met you."

After all, [the book] is only such a thin layer, and the development process of the whole world should be written in it.Hongxiang and Huihui are indeed an important link in the development of that world, but they are only one link.

Just like a clock, there are countless small parts in it. Hongxiang Hehui is one of the parts in it. Without him, the direction of the world will indeed change.

But don't forget that every part of a timepiece is vital.

Katsch read countless familiar names in [the book]—the owner of Qisan, the king, people with supernatural powers, politicians from various countries... There are also names that I have never heard of before.

Hongxiang and Huihui are only one of the important figures, and they don't have much pen and ink.

"There are a lot of unwritten content in the book. It was only after I met you that I realized that you grew up in Russia, but you didn't like vodka; you grew up in Japan, but you didn't drink much tea; you grew up in Italy, I don't like coffee...”

Speaking of this, Katschi's expression was a little puzzled: "Why do you just like drinking milk tea?"

Hong Xiang dead fish eye: "..." You who are tired of dead man's coffee have the nerve to say that about me?

Also, milk tea and fat house water are the favorite drinks of teenagers. You, an old man, still put on airs when you drink coffee?

The man's shoulders began to shrug again, and the suffocated laughter came out again.

"Actually, when I cast the illusion on you that night, I left a mental mark, and because our wavelengths are very compatible..." He said slowly: "So, I can more or less hear your inner voice. "

"..."

Hong Xiang's eyes are dead, shit.

Are you still peeping into my heart?

She moved her lips with difficulty: "Why can't I hear your voice?"

Katschi glanced coolly: "That's because you are too weak."

It was the first time to be confronted with the weak Hongxiang: ...? ? ?

Illusionists depend more on mental strength than the innate mist-attribute dead fire.Spirit and flesh/body are completely different concepts. Even if someone has a huge amount of fog-attribute death energy but weak mental power, he will not be able to be an illusionist.

A first-class illusionist can stay at home, and walk around the world relying solely on the movement of mental power. (For details, refer to Liudaoku, who has been imprisoned for ten years)

Injured the illusionist's body, as long as he is not dead and still conscious, he can still lie on the hospital bed every day, but if the spirit is damaged, it is "senile dementia", "epilepsy" and "epilepsy".

In the same way, when illusionists take lives, most of them strike at the opponent's spirit. The "victim" has no trauma and dies quietly. Unless he encounters a higher-level illusionist, he will not be found. .

So a first-class illusionist can be a top killer.

And the illusionist's spiritual world is his most secret place.

Hong Xiang, a half-assed illusionist, was put to sleep by Katschi on the first night of his meeting with Katschi, and his spiritual world was seen all over by the other party.

A high-level illusionist is willful, and can break into the spiritual world of people with lower mental power than him at any time.

As for a person whose spiritual power is much higher than his own, if the other party is not willing and does not open his own spiritual world, it is absolutely impossible to enter.

Hong Xiang looked back silently.

Well, Katschi's settings are too many, if you don't pay attention, you will forget that this guy is the strongest illusionist at the same level as Liu Dao Mu.

"...The general illusion doesn't work at all in front of your eyes."

Katsch didn't answer, but that was definitely the default.

In fact, it is not the case, even an illusionist will not strain his mental strength to look at people all day long, and it will be tiring if he uses mental strength.

Hong Xiang raised his hand to cover his left eye, "What does my eye look like to you?"

"A big six."

Hong Xiang looked at Katschi's left eye with his only exposed eye. There was no sign of "six" in the forest deep in the forest.

"...Is my illusion too bad?"

Katsch nodded seriously: "It's a bit bad."

It's so bad that he can enter the spiritual world with just a single tap, so Liu Dao Mu can almost do it.

Immediately, Katsch stepped forward, and the distance between the two of them, who were not far from each other, became closer.

He just took a shower, but there was no trace of moisture on his body, and his bathrobe was dry.Hong Xiang didn't hear the sound of the hair dryer either, so it is estimated that Qiqi directly dried herself with the dead fire.

The man approached step by step, but because Hong Xiang didn't feel the slightest malice, he just looked at his face blankly.The cool-toned green of the other party seemed to be glowing, until the blood-colored [[-]] appeared from Katschi's left pupil, like ripples on the surface of a lake.

With a bang, the strings in my brain broke.

"..." Using illusions on him again?

It was dark, but there was still light.Snowflakes fell all over the sky, and the ground was covered by ice sheets and white. Not to mention the feeling of the skin on the body surface, just visually, the scenery is very cold at first glance.

Russia, where Katschi's memory begins.

But they are still in the UK, which is obviously an illusion.

The cold wind blew on his face like a knife, and the pain was so painful that Hong Xiang wanted to apply moisturizing water.

He looked down, his body was still his own, that is, he was floating in this scene.

Yes, the kind of floating with the feet off the ground.

Are all you illusionists so floating?

puff.

A muffled smile came.

Not from the ears, but from another subtle place... like the syllables blasted directly from the body into the brain.

Hong Xiang turned his head again, and found a statue made of white snow in the vast expanse.

He didn't know if the statue itself was white, or if the snowflakes covered the statue made it white, Hong Xiang carefully looked at the only one standing in the snow.

She was holding a round thing in her arms, a few strands of hair were blowing in the cold wind, her face was blurred by the snow, but those familiar green eyes were caught by Hong Xiang's sight through the obstruction of the snowflakes arrive.

holding a swaddle

Emerald Green Eyes

This is Katschi's only impression of his mother.

... Katsch would not do such unnecessary things in illusion.

So here is... Katschi's spiritual world?

Did you say that the spiritual world of an illusionist is like a cat's tail?

But before Hong Xiang had a closer look at the statue, he was suddenly taken away by the wind, and a large snowflake flew past his eyes. After the thing that grabbed him let him go, the statue in front of him was gone. Now, only pure white is left.

It's very strange... as if the entire space has been manipulated by people.

Xue Wu and the wind blew, Hong Xiang stretched out his hand in vain, trying to get rid of the vastness.

Suddenly, the fingertips touched a snowflake, and in the cold, a feeling that I had never felt before came over me.

The edges and corners of the snowflake's ice crystals immediately clung to his skin, spreading up from there little by little.

Can't break free at all...

Hong Xiang's body was startled suddenly, and he fell into a deeper spiritual world.

In fact, it is very difficult to describe. As the protagonist who has experienced X, Hongxiang wants to say: This feeling is indeed a bit similar, but it is really just a bit.

After all, Hongxiang has never encountered this kind of activities where he lost himself and couldn't even maintain his own consciousness.

There is pleasure, but at the same time there are more indescribable experiences.

It's like wearing gloves that are one size smaller in the winter. It is really warm to stuff your hands in, but at the same time, it repels the astringency and squeeze caused by the inappropriate size of the gloves.

Even if you try to open your eyes, all you can see is the flying snow in the sky. If you concentrate a little and look at it carefully, you seem to be able to see clearly the diamond crystals of each snowflake, in which there are fragments of someone's memories, and those from the invisible. Physically sensed emotions.

The wavelength of spiritual power is so similar, for both parties, there will be no other people in the world who are more compatible with each other.

Fragments of the other party's memories will float in his mind, different eras, different costumes and different races... Hongxiang knows that this is the past of their six reincarnations.

Katschi said that he could hear Hongxiang's heartbeat, and now, Hongxiang could also spy on some of Katschi's thoughts.

Their spiritual powers blend and merge in the spiritual world.

The two seem to have merged into one, becoming an existence that cannot be separated from each other.

……

The dilated pupils gradually focused, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were all lowered, covering the sunlight of the day.

Hong Xiang let out a big breath.

And the moment his eyes were fully awake, he realized that there was a person standing beside his bed.

Katschi, who heard the booming breath, put down the phone and sat back on the bed: "Are you awake?"

The recovery of the five senses was extremely slow, as if a person was fished out from under the avalanche, and the perception of the whole person was frozen.

The first thing to recover was his eyesight. Hong Xiang couldn't hear Katschi's words at all, and he could distinguish the question from his lips.

His head was still dizzy and he didn't want to talk. The young man lay on the soft pillow and nodded quickly, which was a response.

Why is Katschi here when he should be sleeping in another room?Hong Xiang didn't ask.

Now he doesn't want to do anything but lie down.

Sage mode, ON.

Katschi also seemed to understand Hong Xiang's state, and there was some banter on his face. He didn't ask the next question until 2 minutes later, when Hong Xiang gradually regained his composure.

"how do you feel?"

...what else?

The fusion of spiritual power in the spiritual world is supposed to be one of the cultivation methods to improve spiritual power... but this method is too intimate, and ordinary illusionists would not teach it to their own disciples.

Now being led by a top illusionist, it's an exaggeration-that is, LV1 Xiangxiang and LV99 Qiqi, who just finished the novice task, teamed up to fight a LV90 boss.

Because the two teamed up, the experience was divided equally. For Xiangxiang, the experience of this boss can make him "dengdengdengdengdeng~" upgrade to dozens of levels, but Qiqi doesn't even seem to have any experience in the experience bar. .

Hong Xiang: "levelup." Upgraded.

——Thank you, boss, for taking me to fly.

Mental strength has increased a lot, and the level of illusion has also improved a lot.

Katschi nodded, not surprised by Hong Xiang's answer: "Where do you want to go next?"

"..." Qiqi, do you still want to leave?

Hey, young people are energetic, so intemperate and careful...

Seeing that Katschi's eyes were getting more and more wrong, Hong Xiang quickly remembered the setting of "the other party can hear his own heartbeat".

So he immediately answered the other party's question: "China, the British food makes my tongue and stomach go on strike."