Chapter 801 Attack Again

Bang!

There was a shaking and a violent impact that jolted the carriage hard, and the wheels were somewhat deformed.

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly hit a boulder?"

"Go and see if my uncle is okay."

Nian Hong's anxious voice came from outside the carriage. In her understanding, her uncle was a weak scholar. If he was knocked or touched, how would she explain to the lady when she went back?

"Detached."

In the carriage, Wu Chong looked at the world that had returned to normal, knowing that he was 'lucky' to avoid a silhouette plot. After giving him time to breathe, he raised his hand and looked at his melted hands and feet and the car next to him, and found that everything was normal.

All previous experiences seemed to be hallucinations.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door outside the carriage, and Nian Hong's voice rang out.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

"fine."

Wu Chong stepped out of the carriage and found that the sunset outside had completely set, leaving only a few clouds still giving off their last light. The general trend of darkness enveloped me and began to eat away at the final tranquility.

I looked back at the carriage and found that the axle was broken.

Well done!

If the axle hadn't broken this time, his trip around the world would have been in vain.

"It's not all luck."

Wu Chong's eyes fell on Nian Hong, and he found that from just now, Nian Hong's body was continuously exuding a ray of aura, and it was this ray of aura that protected him. Pulled him back from the edge of being lost.

Wu Chong was very familiar with this breath.

It is the destiny of his wife Ling Zhujun in this world as the 'son of the world'.

The effect of marrying a wife is evident from the beginning.

Maybe Silhouette didn't expect that he would be stabbed in the back by his own side's 'Children of the World', causing his final attack to fail.

"If you miss this opportunity, it will be my turn next time."

Wu Chong's eyes flickered and he climbed onto a group of horses.

"Ride away, the car is abandoned here."

"yes."

Upon hearing this, Dai Yong and other guards quickly mounted their horses and prepared to set off. Nian Hong had a dull look on her face. Looking at Wu Chong on horseback, she felt vaguely that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell for a while.

On horseback, Wu Chong's eyes fell on the panel.

Character: Wu Chong

Realm: The third realm of calligraphy and painting (weakened)

Seeing the two words behind realm, Wu Chong immediately understood the danger just now. That silhouette almost replaced him with the path of consciousness and cultivation that he represented. Once the replacement was successful, the school of delusion he created would become nothingness. Wang Zhong and the other seven, as well as all the members of the Black Wind Village below, will "wake up from a dream" and have the illusion that they have had a very long dream.

People like Ma Qiang are even worse off. If they are deprived of their magical powers, they will most likely become idiots.

"The Battle of the Avenues."

Wu Chong's eyes were fixed on the word "weak", and the corresponding information quickly emerged.

‘The side sects suppressed by the Dao of Shixiu, within half a month, the power of the delusional sect has dropped by 75%, and the power of magical powers has dropped by 75%. The possibility of enlightenment is easily changed, and there is a tendency to become a wild fox Zen. ’

Looking at the series of negative effects above, Wu Chong's eyelids jumped wildly.

Big loss this time.

The world master who has the home field advantage is really difficult to deal with.

The weirdest thing is that Wu Chong didn't figure out where the silhouette was from the beginning to the end.

Even though he knew that the other party had reduced its dimensionality to the same level as his in the surface world, he still couldn't capture the other party's position. The source of the 'innate power' that attacked him was also not grasped. This traceless attack method is completely different from other consciousness cultivators.

“Find ways to circumvent this flaw.”

Wu Chong was thinking about countermeasures, and one plan after another flashed through his mind.

After this attack, the convoy returned to calm again. Until they entered Luming County, where the Ling family was located, they didn't encounter anything unusual.

The bright moon hangs high.

After driving for two hours in the dark night, the group finally returned to Luming County.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Wu Chong saw Ling Zhujun wearing a black dress standing at the door waiting for him, followed by a group of people, several of whom had fluctuations in consciousness cultivation. The strongest one has surpassed Situ Pengcheng, who was suppressed by Wu Chong in the other world.

From this, it can be seen that the years since he left have not been in vain for Ling Zhujun. At least in this generation of Luming County, she has become the absolute overlord, and no one dares to disobey her anymore.

"How did you come back on horseback?"

Ling Zhujun walked a few steps quickly and stepped forward to hold the white horse under Wu Chong's seat.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Nian Hong, who was following him all the way, wanting to know if something had happened.

"The axle is broken."

Sensing Ling Zhujun's gaze, Nian Hong quickly got off his horse and reported the situation.

Ling Zhujun frowned, and the power spread, and the others subconsciously closed their mouths.

"Go back first."

Wu Chong put a hand on Ling Zhujun's head, knocking back the female city lord's aura.

"My husband is suffering outside."

Looking at Wu Chong who had changed a lot, Ling Zhujun felt deeply guilty.

My husband is a scholar, and now he has begun to practice martial arts. You can imagine how difficult it is to live outside. It's all because I'm not strong enough to protect him from the wind and rain. Thinking of this, Ling Zhujun's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

It's time for the old guys in the family to step down and make way for the next generation.

Naturally, Wu Chong didn't know that his external changes would make Ling Zhujun think so much. His mind was now filled with how to deal with the trouble caused by the silhouette. He thought of several plans on the way, including several ways to break the situation, but these had to be tested before they could be truly implemented.

After dinner, go to bed.

Blow out the lamp and take a rest.

Ling Zhujun lay on the bed and stroked Wu Chong's face distressedly.

The fair-faced scholar in her impression had a somewhat weathered face, and the muscles on his arms looked like they were developed through practicing martial arts.

If you don't have the qualifications to practice knowledge, you can only practice these superficial moves.

To get to this point, how much hard work must have been put in over the past few years!

"Husband, can you tell me about your experiences in the past few years?" Although he had already known about it through other channels, Ling Zhujun still wanted to hear Wu Chong tell him personally.

"Outside."

Wu Chong thought for a while and prepared to tell the truth to Ling Zhujun, but he didn't want to have that strange feeling come over him again as soon as he opened his mouth.

"So fast?!"

Wu Chong was shocked. He didn't expect Silhouette to be so cruel. He took action again before a day had passed.

As strange feelings emerged, Ling Zhujun in front of him became blurry, the candlelight became distorted, and his voice became longer. Even his thoughts slowly became dull. Wu Chong wanted to raise his hand, but found that his fingers moved after dozens of breaths of consciousness passed.

"Husband? Husband"

Ling Zhujun shouted in front of Wu Chong, her face was full of worry, and her voice appeared in Wu Chong's mind through distorted transmission.