At the moment of falling into the water, Meng Chuan shouted:
"Next time, dare to give me a gun too!"
The view before his eyes became blurred, and even with wide-open eyes, he couldn't clearly see Qi Shuai's reaction.
Glug glug... The seawater completely submerged his vision.
After returning, Meng Chuan sat cross-legged in the courtyard.
While recalling everything he had just experienced, he prepared to practice his heart technique.
A puff of turbid air rolled out, and Meng Chuan's thoughts were flying.
His last words in the imaginary world.
On the surface, it was a vent for being stylishly beaten up every time before passing away.
In reality, it was Meng Chuan "testing" the [Imaginary World].
Previously, he always thought it was a picture constructed in his mind, combined with Qi Jiguang's Long Fist and the characteristics of [Reverse Tracing Observation].
Therefore, before entering today, Meng Chuan had already done a lot of psychological suggestions in advance.
