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Gong Xiaochen opened his eyes, full of confusion.

Chu He's heart really sank suddenly.

The eyes were as black as ink, without whites or pupils.

Gong Xiaochen has entered a deep ghost state, and it is extremely difficult to reverse it.

But Chu He didn't want to give up, and shouted angrily while resisting the continuous burst of ghost energy.

"Gong Xiaochen! Are you crazy! You are a human race! You are a human race!"

"You are in the National Scholars Academy, you are the future pillar of the human race!"

"Why are you willing to fall into ghost cultivation! Do you want to become a reverse species!"

Gong Xiaochen's eyes became even more confused, and the ghostly aura around him gradually weakened.

I only heard Gong Xiaochen muttering.

"Have I fallen into a ghost cultivator? Have I become a ghost cultivator? Why did I become a ghost cultivator?"

efficient!

Chu He continued to shout loudly.

"No, you haven't become a ghost cultivator yet, you can control yourself."

"Gong Xiaochen! Release the literary energy in your body and fight against ghost energy! You can do it!"

Chu He knew in his heart that there was probably no trace of literary spirit left in Gong Xiaochen's body.

But he had to shout out these words, not for other reasons, just to make Gong Xiaochen regain his senses.

As long as one can resist for a moment, the process of falling into ghost cultivation will be delayed.

And as long as it can be delayed, there may be a way to wait until Wen and the others solve the Snake Ghost King's return.

Even the snake ghost king is extremely difficult to solve.

Even if the delay is only a moment.

Gong Xiaochen was irritated by Chu He's words, he was stunned, and raised his head.

In his eyes, everything around him is illusory and constantly distorted.

Chu He's figure is also constantly distorted, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

Chu He's voice was extremely far away from him.

But he could hear Chu He's voice.

"Gong Xiaochen."

"Gong Xiaochen."

Gong Xiaochen opened his mouth, his mouth was dry, he forcibly tore a piece of flesh, and said softly in a hoarse voice.

"Chu He, is that you Chu He."

"Chu He, just wait, I can help you go back to the capital and back to the National Scholars Academy right away."

When Chu He heard this, his heart felt like ten thousand ants were eating away at him.

Who would have imagined that the fact that he was expelled from the capital had become Gong Xiaochen's nightmare.

Gong Xiaochen's literary heart may have already been tarnished, or even cracked.

This will give the Snake Ghost King an opportunity.

What else can I do.

Is there any way to help him wake up a little bit of consciousness.

Chu He shouted suddenly.

"Yes! It's me! Chu He!"

"Gong Xiaochen! I have regained my strength! I am now a fourth-grade talent! I have returned to the capital! I will stand in front of you!"

Gong Xiaochen looked around in confusion, the distortion in his eyes gradually intensified.

He said slowly in a hoarse voice.

"Chu He, where is this place?"

"where am I?"

"Didn't you go to Nanjun? Why am I also in Nanjun now?"

The ghostly aura entered the brain and had already begun to affect memory.

Chu He gritted his teeth.

"No! You are in the Academy of National Scholars, Gong Xiaochen, don't forget, you are in the academy!"

Gong Xiaochen was confused.

"I'm in the academy?"

"Yes! You are in the academy!"

"But my eyes are so distorted, I can't see clearly, San, I don't know where I am."

“Chu He, where are you? Are you talking to me in Nanjun?”

"Chu He, I really want to be in the Liangjie Mountain, I saw the Liangjie Mountain."

Chu He shouted loudly.

"Gong Xiaochen! You are in the capital! You are in the academy! You have fallen into ghost cultivation!"

"Remember it!"

"Have you forgotten me? I'm Chu He! Have you forgotten the brothers and sisters in the academy?"

"Have you forgotten Mu Yingjin, Ouyang Hong, and Shi Qing?"

"Don't forget these!"

"Your grandfather is in Liangjie Mountain! He is fighting ghost cultivators! You can't forget him!"

Gong Xiaochen said something confused.

"Grandpa, brothers and sisters, Chu He..."

Suddenly, a vision appeared in front of Gong Xiaochen's eyes.

In front of him, Mu Yingjin kept looking at him coldly, her coldness did not hide her hatred for him at all.

"It's all because of you that Chu He was expelled from the capital and sent to Liangjie Mountain."

"I hate you!"

The picture flashed in front of him, Ouyang Hong and Shi Qing appeared in front of Gong Xiaochen.

Senior brother Ouyang Hong, who has always been ruthless and kind-hearted, also has great malice in his eyes.

"Why are you so disgusting? As a disciple of the National Scholars Academy, you are so weak. Chu He was forced to leave the capital because of you."

Shi Qing's eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered.

"However, seventh-rank Confucian scholars follow us every day. It's really disgusting. When can you get out of here?"

In a flash again, Chu He was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were full of anger.

"Gong Xiaochen! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been driven to South County!"

"Why don't you help me!"

"I'm sitting in a wheelchair now, and I've been haunted by ghost energy, I'm useless!"

"It's all because of you that I became a useless person!"

Chu He's words in front of him completely hurt Gong Xiaochen's heart.

"No, Chu He, I don't know, I'm too weak to help you."

The screen changed suddenly, and an old but firm figure appeared in front of Gong Xiaochen.

"grandfather……"

Gong Xiaochen called softly.

Mr. Gong said with disgust.

"Gong Xiaochen, why are you only a seventh-rank Confucian scholar and haven't been promoted to a talented scholar? Why are you such a waste?"

"You are no longer my grandson."

One after another voices kept appearing in Gong Xiaochen's ears, and one after another picture, countless hatred, anger, disgust, nausea, disdain, and endless rotation.

By the end, everyone was saying a word.

"it's all because of you."

"it's all because of you."

"it's all because of you."

Gong Xiaochen suddenly hugged his head tightly, covered his ears, and let out a loud cry.

"No! It's not because of me! I'm too weak! I can't help it!"

"No! Why are you scolding me!"

"Chu He, forgive me, forgive me."

The black mist burst out suddenly.

Gong Xiaochen in the black mist kept holding his head and talking nonsense.

Chu He clenched his fists tightly and stared at Gong Xiaochen.

If only he could have noticed Gong Xiaochen's strangeness earlier.

If he can forcibly find Gong Xiaochen's problem.

If he asks clearly during the day.

Maybe these things just wouldn't happen.

Black mist began to enter Gong Xiaochen's body, and streaks of ghost energy gradually strengthened.

The process of falling into ghost cultivation has come to the end.

With the black mist entering his body, there will be no one in the world who can help him.

Third Grade Ghost General.

Rank three ghost general peak.

The second grade ghost is handsome.

The pinnacle of the second rank ghost handsome.

Gong Xiaochen's aura stayed at the peak of the second-rank ghost commander, and did not break through to the first-rank ghost king.

But that's enough.

There was only the last trace of black mist left, and it was about to enter Gong Xiaochen's body.

After the black mist has entered the body, Gong Xiaochen will become a ghost cultivator through and through.

Chu He almost gritted his teeth, streaks of blood burst from the gums.

He was full of vigor, and became more and more violent, constantly raging around.

Do not!

Snake Ghost King!

I will kill you!