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You can rent a monk and send them a ride. The white dust seal just happens to restore your mental strength during this time.

“Can you rent a monk?”

"Yes."

The illusion is that it is much simpler.

She can completely eliminate the need for white dust.

"Then we will break up, white dust, thank you for sending me out of the holy city, I don't want to see you, we still have to go."

The white dust seals the beautiful facial features, and the light is heavy. "Xiao Yan, you are inconvenient now, where is one going? Let me take care of you, okay?"

The illusion of the face is sad and sad. "White dust, can you let me alone? I really don't want to see anyone..."

The white dust seal looks blank. "Okay. Xiaoyan, then we will break up in Yangcheng. The monks who can rent are usually in a special market. You can find them with a sense of consciousness."

"Okay, thank you, goodbye."

The white dust was stopped in the same place, watching her go, "Goodbye."

He will not give up, if she does not want to see him, then secretly follow her behind, protect her, not let her find it.

Anyway, she has his smell on her body.

In the **** moon's secret, he bit her bite, and spit into her blood, as long as it is not too far away, such as within a hundred miles, he can still sense her position.

Within a hundred miles, he hides his breath again and should not be discovered by her.

According to the white dust seal, the illusion turned out to find a group of monks who specialize in renting people to fly. After inquiring about finding a middle-aged monk with the fastest flight speed, after some bargaining, the middle-aged monk, one day a day. The price of Wanlingshi accepted her commission.

The illusion did not stop, directly sitting on the middle-aged monk's feather flying instrument, out of Yangcheng.

The white dust seals behind.

However, not long after he left Yangcheng, suddenly several masked monks blocked the white dust seal.

"This road is open to me. This tree is planted by me. If I want to go through it, I will buy a road to buy money! This brother and Taiwan, who knows each other, has a million tolls, and the brothers don’t say anything, let you go! ”

The white dust sealed a pair of gloomy eyes, and swept through these few people.

"Dare to block the road, look for death!"

These people are only really spiritual masters, not the opponents of white dust, and they are fattened by white dust.

Playing crying and shouting mother...

After the white dust seal ran the group, he used consciousness again, and his face was pale!

The illusion is gone!

The illusion he has been tracking has disappeared!

On the other side of the illusion, this middle-aged monk's feathers are indeed fast, much faster than the white dust, and this spiritual stone is worth the effort.

It is getting farther and farther away from the holy city.

She has no special purpose, just want to stay away from the holy city, the farther the better.

Suddenly, the illusion is a little drowsy.

I don't know if it's a tired journey, or what?

She looked up and saw that the middle-aged monk was looking at her with a strange smile.

"Sleep, illusion girl, wait for you to wake up, we will be here..."

"Who are you? What are you doing?" The illusion of intuition is not good, it is necessary to jump off the flying instrument.

Because the middle-aged monk's cultivation is even lower than the illusion, the illusion is not guarded.

The middle-aged monk does not stop her, because under the feather flying instrument, all are fine fleece nets, even if she jumps, it will fall on the cashmere net, and the magical face will not have flying instruments at this time, Feng Yu The bell was thrown by her.