Chapter 2167: Zhou Lang

Sleep is no longer necessary for Li Xuehao. With his current state, he can still be radiant even if he hasn't slept for decades.
However, like ordinary people, he insisted on falling asleep every day. In addition to relaxing himself, he also didn't want to become a sleepless freak.
Lying on the beach, relaxed, he gradually fell into sleep. Suddenly, he throbbed and opened his eyes suddenly.
I saw the jade carving lady in her hand flashing a misty white light, and the white light slowly spread, like smoke and fog, hovering within a few meters.
After wandering for a while, it began to converge, gradually condensing into a half-empty and half-real figure.
The figure wore a large robe with large sleeves, fluttering white clothes, long black hair, bound only by a hair band, around the neck and hanging down to the chest, all the way to the waist.
As the sea breeze blows, the whole person's clothes are curled up like a person in a fairy.
Li Xuehao looked intently and saw that the figure looked exactly like the jade carving lady in his hand, he blurted out subconsciously: "Little Joe?"
When the figure heard her name, a pair of deep eyes fixed on him, seeming to be looking at him, as if thinking, and finally turned into a slight smile: "You are not Zhou Lang."
The sound is pleasing to the ear, like pearls and jade rolling down the plate, as far and near as it is, just like the sound of nature.
Zhou Lang!
This title made Li Xuehao almost confirm the identity of the other party, is it really Xiao Qiao not?
Reminiscent of what Zhou Ruijian said, the jade lady was carved by Zhou Yu according to Xiao Qiao, so the figure in front of me is naturally Xiao Qiao.
Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao were both people more than 1,800 years ago. They can't live to the present. Only the spirit body can stay.
But he didn't feel a trace of evil spirits or resentment from the figure in front of him, such as the dark things that belonged to the spirit body. Some of them were ethereal and enlightened, just like a real fairy.
Moreover, the figure is not stepping on the sand, but suspended in mid-air, with wide robes, large sleeves, and fluttering clothes. If you are seen, you will only think that you have seen a fairy in the legend.
"Here, what place is it?" The figure looked around, frowning, as if this strange place made her a little confused.
"It's my world." Li Xuehao unfolded his divine consciousness. The human shadow in front of him was not the primordial spirit, and the spiritual body was not a spiritual body. It was between the virtual and the real, but what the eyes could clearly see, under the cover of the divine consciousness, looked like Nothing is the same, nothing can be sensed.
"Your world?" The figure was startled slightly, then stared at him for a long time, before shook his head and said, "You are not Zhou Lang."
"I'm really not Zhou Lang, I don't know how to call your friend?" Li Xuehao was patient, the figure in front of him made him feel more and more weird, and at the same time a trace of vigilance rose in his heart.
Although the figure between the virtual and the reality did not give him a sense of threat, this kind of powerlessness in not perceiving the other party's existence was something he had never encountered before.
Either the opponent doesn't know how much he is stronger than him, making his sense of consciousness useless, or the figure in front of him is an illusory thing, because it doesn't exist, it can't be perceived.
But the eyes are not deceiving. If you can see, why can't you perceive it?
"I don't cultivate the Tao." The figure shook his head, looked around again, suddenly became panicked, "Zhou Lang, where is Zhou Lang?"
"There is no Zhou Lang here." Li Xuehao frowned, and the other party seemed to be insane.
"Zhou Lang, Zhou Lang--" The figure ignored it, and yelled loudly towards the surroundings, each louder than the other.
"I already said, there is no Zhou Lang here!" Li Xuehao said in a deep voice.
"It's you, you hid Zhou Lang, give Zhou Lang back to me soon!" The figure suddenly turned around, staring at him full of resentment, and his face gradually became grim.
Li Xuehao retreated instinctively, and the figure screamed suddenly, turning into a white shadow, and leaped straight at him.
Li Xuehao was taken aback, twisted a sword tactic with his fingers, and pierced towards the shadow.
However, the strange thing is that the twisted sword art can't gather a trace of spiritual energy, and can't play its role at all. The shadow has already rushed in front of him, throwing him to the ground...
call--
Sitting on the sandy ground, Li Xuehao opened his eyes. What he held in his hand was still the jade-carved lady. How could there be any figure or white light in front of him? Some are endless beaches and seas.
It turned out to be dreaming just now.
Holding the jade carving lady, Li Xuehao stood up from the beach. The dream just now was so real that he didn't realize it was a dream.
Why is this happening?
He, a cultivator who was able to reach the Golden Core Realm in one step with the foundation of great perfection, fell into a dream without knowing it. This "dream fairy" is really weird.
Putting it in his hand, Li Xuehao checked it again, and there was no response no matter whether he was spiritual or spiritual.
"Tweet—"
Suddenly, a yellow lightning flashed through the air and came straight towards the jade carving lady in his hand.
Li Xuehao turned his backhand lightly, avoiding the attack of the yellow lightning, but the yellow lightning was not reconciled. He threw it into the air and shot directly like lightning again.
This time, Li Xuehao didn't avoid it, letting the yellow lightning fall on his hand, grabbing the jade carving lady.
The yellow lightning that showed his figure turned out to be a bunch of fluffy cherry blossoms, with a pointed mouth holding a jade-carved lady, "Ka Ka" bit it.
"This can't be eaten." Li Xuehao thought it was just trying to play with him when he just woke up, but who knows he regards the jade carving lady as a delicacy, but it is too late to stop the hard jade carving lady in Sakura's bird beak. Next, like a crisp biscuit, it was easily bitten open, and a "head" entered its stomach in the blink of an eye.
"Tweet—" It looked cheerful and continued to chew.
"Puff" sounded softly, like the sound of a balloon bursting, bursting on the jade lady in Sakura's mouth, and a white light appeared from it.
Sakura was obviously frightened. She probably didn't expect that the food would suddenly "explode" and vomited half of the remaining jade carving lady.
The jade lady who fell on the sand had lost her head, and a smog of white light slowly released from the broken opening.
The misty white light, just like in a dream, first diffused, then condensed, and finally in mid-air, it condensed into a half-empty and half-real figure.
Xiao Qiao!
That's right, it is exactly the same as the figure in the dream just now, with wide robes and large sleeves, black hair like clouds, graceful posture, like a fairy in the dust.
"Here, where is it?" The figure looked around, and finally focused on someone, staring at him non-stop, with hesitation and surprise, "Zhou Lang?"
"I am not." Li Xuehao shook his head, secretly fortunately, this time is not a dream, right?
"You are." The figure is very determined, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, "Zhou Lang, why do you want to abandon me?"
"I'm not Zhou Lang." Li Xuehao repeated again. This is really a neurosis. He just said in his dream that he is not Zhou Lang, and now he is believed to be Zhou Lang.
"Zhou Lang, why are you so cruel? If you are not Zhou Lang, why did you have the Qingzi I gave you?" As he spoke, the figure glanced at Sakura on his shoulder and asked quietly.
"Qing...what?" Li Xuehao was taken aback, but she didn't send Sakura.
"Qingzi, it is the Luan bird my father asked from Kunlun Mountain, and it is also a testimony of you and me, Zhou Lang, have you forgotten it?" The figure looked resentful, as if looking at a grieving man.
Li Xuehao: "..."