Chapter 950 Virtual Illusion?

Bai Feng looked at Meng Huo silently without saying a word.

Meng Huo thought he had made Bai Feng speechless, but for some reason, a sense of satisfaction suddenly surged in his heart.

It might be because Bai Feng had just said so much that he felt uncomfortable.

Now that he finally got back on his feet, Meng Huo was relieved.

Bai Feng did not care about the uncontrollable joy on Meng Huo's face, but glanced aside:

"Do you want to see the city I govern?"

"Okay."

"Liuli, show him!"

After saying that, Liuli immediately understood, walked over slowly, and looked at Meng Huo.

Meng Huo's face suddenly changed:

"Little kid? You...what do you want to do?"

Although Liuli looked harmless and looked like an ordinary girl.

However, in Meng Huo's eyes now, Liuli seemed to be a demon-like existence.

For some reason, he felt an unprecedented breath from Liuli.

This breath made Meng Huo very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Meng Huo's expression shook.

Soon, Meng Huo found himself in an extremely unfamiliar place.

Rapeseed flowers and rice all over the mountains...

Is this... a dream?

Meng Huo hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to pinch himself.

However, at this moment, Meng Huo found that the rope beside him was gone!

And Bai Feng and Liu Li were standing in front of him!

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

Meng Huo didn't care where this place was. He wanted Bai Feng to die directly.

However, his fist just swung towards Bai Feng, but was held down by Bai Feng's hand.

Then, Meng Huo felt an unparalleled force spreading from his arm.

He couldn't even use any strength at all!

In the face of such absolute power suppression, Meng Huo found that his own strength seemed extremely small!

Bai Feng glanced at Meng Huo:

"I just let you go, and you want to attack me?"

"Don't you want to see how the city under my governance is like?"

"Take a good look, this is my Hanzhong."

After that, Bai Feng slowly let go.

Meng Huo felt the burning pain in his fist.

But he could feel that Bai Feng didn't use his full strength at all!

Otherwise, his arm would basically be useless.

However, Meng Huo never thought that Bai Feng, who looked like a thin scholar, would have such strength!

This is simply unscientific!

At this time, Meng Huo didn't pay attention to what Bai Feng said at all.

In his eyes, the power that Bai Feng possessed was completely disproportionate to his appearance.

At this point, Meng Huo could only make bold guesses.

This is all a dream!

Or, this is all an illusion!

It was the illusion cast by the girl who looked very strange, the person Bai Feng called Liuli!

Otherwise, how could he not even beat someone like Bai Feng?

What's more, he suddenly appeared in a strange place?

Wait...

What did Bai Feng say just now?

Hanzhong?

This is Hanzhong?

This...

Meng Huo was stunned.

This is Hanzhong?

Hanzhong is not far from Meng Huo's Nanzhong.

After all, Hanzhong borders Bashu.

In other words, as long as Meng Huo leads his troops out, he can reach Hanzhong directly in less than two or three hours.

"How is this possible? This is Hanzhong?"

Meng Huo was shocked.

A few years ago, Meng Huo had been to Hanzhong.

There were rice thieves in Hanzhong.

To put it bluntly, these rice thieves are soldiers under Zhang Lu.

However, these soldiers are not serious soldiers.

What they want is not to guard Hanzhong, but to guard Zhang Lu and the Five Pecks of Rice Sect.

So, everyone calls them rice thieves.

At that time, the rice thieves were in chaos, and the whole Hanzhong was poor to death.

The people were starving everywhere, and I don't know how many people died at the hands of these rice thieves.

Because they were the Five Pecks of Rice Sect, these rice thieves had to collect a lot of rice to show their loyalty to Zhang Lu.

This also led to the fact that all the food that the people had, which was not much, was taken away.

Meng Huo had even gone to inquire about this.

However, in Meng Huo's eyes, the life and death of these people in the Central Plains had nothing to do with him.

So, Meng Huo didn't care too much.

However, Bai Feng now actually said that this was Hanzhong?

The Hanzhong that he was familiar with, which was so poor that it couldn't even compare to the drought-stricken Nanzhong?

"What a joke, it's really a joke!"

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"Will this be Hanzhong? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Meng Huo immediately looked at Bai Feng with disdain.

Although he knew that he couldn't beat Bai Feng because of this illusion.

However, it was basically impossible to kill himself in the illusion.

All this was just an illusion.

Because he knew King Mulu and some cave masters also used illusions, Meng Huo was not surprised by this.

Therefore, Meng Huo was not afraid of Bai Feng.

Bai Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not answer Meng Huo directly.

Then, Liuli followed the method he had shown to Shamoke before and shifted the perspective to the city of Hanzhong.

The hawkers, and the occasional Di people...

These things seemed so real to Meng Huo.

It was as if they were happening right in front of him.

But this made Meng Huo confused again.

Isn't this an illusion?

Why?

Why is it so real?

Meng Huo had seen illusions and had been hit by them, but most of them were muddled, and it was impossible for them to be as clear-headed as they are now, and they looked as if they were real.

"How is this possible?"

"I can't believe it!"

Meng Huo frowned and looked at Bai Feng with an unhappy face.

This is absolutely impossible!

Bai Feng shrugged:

"Whether you believe it or not, this is Hanzhong."

"What grows here are the people of Hanzhong."

"Where do you think the rice you eat comes from?"

"It grows in the fields you saw just now!"

"The grain in the Central Plains is not that rich, and it also needs to grow little by little."

"Don't think that the Central Plains is vast and rich, so the grain must be more than yours."

"It is impossible to achieve this without hard work and seed improvement."

Bai Feng said lightly.

"It's just an illusion. Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

Meng Huo said disdainfully.

No matter how real the illusion is, it is still an illusion, virtual, and definitely not reality.

What I see is just what Bai Feng wants me to see.

Maybe Hanzhong is still full of starving people.

"Oh? Do you really think so?"

"Then you might as well try to touch the grain."

"See if this really exists."