Chapter 902
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However, Lin Mumu didn't return to the Taoist temple. She just sat in front of the array and stared at the sky in a daze.
After an hour, the sky darkened, and the stars hadn't yet risen. The whole world was dark and oppressive, making people's hearts ache.
"No, my heartache is because of him."
Lin Mumu touched her heart, as if if she closed her eyes, she could see Yun Ting lying on the grass covered in blood.
Lin Mumu was a little confused by the array and couldn't figure out whether she and Yun Ting were just a dream in the Taoist temple.
Because her master told her to carve a stroke on the ancient tree every day in the Taoist temple. She had seen the ancient tree, and there was a stroke every day, not a single day less. Today, the latest stroke was also there.
Did this mean she really never went down the mountain?
Although this kind of thing was strange and inconceivable for ordinary people, in the Taoist temple, this kind of thing is called the heart demon fantasy.
In other words, everyone has their own heart demon, and if they want to meditate, it's easy to fall into the illusion. In the illusion, life is full of all kinds, and it's easy to get addicted to it.
Lin Mumu closed her eyes, and her heart was constantly fighting.
About 15 minutes later, Lin Mumu suddenly opened her eyes, and her expression was incomparably firm:
"Whether it's true or not, I want to see him!"
After saying this, Lin Mumu once again entered the array.
Yes, her ability was limited, and she couldn't break the array at all. Continuing to try would only be a waste of time.
But Lin Mumu also had her own unique magic weapon – her blood.
Every time she lost blood, it was very painful, but her blood was equally precious.
Lin Mumu bit her finger and gently touched the edge of the illusion.
In just a moment, the clouds dispersed, and the road ahead became clear. There was no illusion or fog.
Lin Mumu didn't dare to hesitate and quickly walked forward.
Unfortunately, after walking only a dozen steps, the front was once again covered by the fog.
This time, Lin Mumu found a way to break the array, and casually dropped a drop of blood on it.
A pair of white and powerful hands suddenly grabbed Lin Mumu's hand.
"Are you crazy? Do you want to die?! "The familiar voice made Lin Mumu's heart happy, and she blankly stared at the person who came.
"Don't look at me like that, I know you don't like me." An Mingxuan unhappily grabbed Lin Mumu:
"Your master went down the mountain to look for Yunting. Don't worry. He'll be fine. "
So this wasn't a dream! An Mingxuan was real, and so was Yun Ting.
Lin Mumu's heart was filled with ecstasy, and she stubbornly pressed her hand, which was dripping with a drop of blood, against the dense fog.
The clouds parted and the fog dispersed. It was another stretch of road.
Lin Mumu happily ran forward, completely ignoring An Mingxuan's pull.
"Lin Mumu, are you crazy? Can't you hear what I'm saying? If you go down the mountain like this, you'll only bring trouble to your master and Yun Ting.
Their abilities are enough to deal with any situation, and you will only be a burden. "
Lin Mumu finally stopped and calmly looked at An Mingxuan.
When they were in the SUV, Lin Mumu was also thinking the same thing.
Therefore, even though she knew that An Mingxuan was going to knock her out, she still chose to be half a beat slower.
Acquiescence was acquiescence.
At that time, Lin Mumu was thinking that she couldn't become Yun Ting's burden.
But it was different now. She didn't think so anymore.
As long as she was there, no matter how serious Yun Ting's injuries were, she could always save him. If Yun Ting also encountered such a strange illusion, at least she could save him with her own ability or her own blood.
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