Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

"This time, who will come?"

Pressing one hand on his neck, moving his swollen neck, watching the white mist gradually condensing in front of him, Jing Li had already lost the curiosity he had the first time.

From the outside, the vegetation in this forest is not dense, because before they entered, they had seen the light in the depths of the forest through the gaps between the trees.

But from the moment they stepped into the woods, the surrounding trees began to become weird.

The light seen from the outside is gone, not to mention, even the sunlight that should have passed through the leaves and shone from the top of the head is gone.

The light in the forest dimmed in an instant.

It's not to the point where you can't see your fingers, but wherever you can see, it is also covered with a layer of dusty gauze.

That's when the first "person" appeared.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, wearing high-quality silk and satin, with a piece of extraordinary jade hanging around his waist, coupled with a half-smile, frivolously raised eye corners and eyebrows, he looks like a youthful dandy.

The boy emerged from the white mist and walked towards them.

The young man who couldn't feel the anger of a living person was obviously just a phantom, and this phantom walked towards them, but passed through them and walked backwards.

Jing Li turned his head halfway, trying to see where the other party was going, but found that the other party stopped three meters behind them.

"Little bastard, look up and show me."

Amidst Zhang Yang's wanton laughter, the young man half-raised his left foot, which was wearing exquisite brocade boots, and rolled his heel down, as if he was stepping on something.

A cloud of white mist surrounded him, and something condensed and formed under the boy's brocade boots.

At that time, a child who looked particularly thin was wearing a ragged old coarse cloth and fell to the ground, with bruises and bruises on his bare arms and scars all over his body.

While wantonly insulting the young man under his feet with words, the young dandy crushed the other's wound with the pearl on his boots.

This brat is really twitchy, Jing Li frowned slightly, thinking about the reason why these two phantoms appeared here, but saw the child who was trampled on the ground suddenly raised his face, dust and scars intertwined On the face of the flowery cat, there was a pair of blood-red eyes of hatred.

"!"

Jing Li stared at the child's dirty face for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the side, and saw that the man stood with his arms folded, his expression as usual, his thin lips slightly pursed, if he hadn't seen the other person's eyes With the flashing red light, Jing Li was really going to be fooled by him, thinking that he was really indifferent.

As if he had noticed the gaze from this side, Wen Renyi raised his chin, showing a non-smiling smile, "I made Senior Brother Jing laugh."

It is definitely not a pleasant thing for people to get rid of the embarrassment of the past in front of others. Jing Li has no interest in exposing people's scars, and directly skips the "past" that is being repeated in front of him, and analyzes this situation with Wen Renyi. Find out the reason behind it.

"This is the realm of reincarnation, and everything related to time may happen."

Wen Renyi didn't watch the farce three meters away, but reached out to touch the white mist that came to him at some point. "It's foggy again."

Jing Li looked around, after the two children appeared just now, the white mist in the forest dissipated, and it will diffuse again, does it mean that someone is going to come out again.

I don't know if it was because of Wen Renyi's initiative to stretch out his hand, the white mist gradually formed at his fingertips, but this time it was no longer the young dandy just now, but a woman with a mean face.

The woman's facial features are not ugly, but because of the mean face, she doesn't look good either. When the rouged red lips open and close, the words she spits out are somewhat similar to the young dandy just now. , if there were no similarities in the facial features between the two, Jing Li really thought they were a pair of mother and son.

"...So, as long as you encounter these white mist, will your memory be read?" Jing Li recalled the scene when the young dandy first came out. He and Wen Renyi walked side by side, and there was no such thing as who came first. The last question, and around them, there is indeed a white mist.

"Heh." Wen Renyi waved his hand, and the woman condensed and formed by the white mist instantly dispersed like mist, "Interesting."

……

Next, they are constantly forced to watch their past, and at the same time, they are constantly passing by their own and other people's lives.

"……wrong."

Jing Li stared at the grinning figure in the white mist, and suddenly frowned.

Wen Renyi glanced at him with a questioning look in his eyes.

"The things we met just now, are you all experienced before?"

Wen Renyi nodded.

Maybe it was because he nodded his back, those white mist especially liked to greet him, they passed by at least eight or nine times along the way, and two-thirds of them belonged to him.

"But, this is different from what I've experienced before." Jing Li pointed at the human figure that had just been condensed, motioning for Wen Renyi to look over.

Wen Renyi raised his eyebrows, and swept in the direction he pointed.

Seeing Jing Li completely torture an old man under the sword, not to mention, the old man was beaten badly.

"Actually, I was the one who was chased and beaten."

The latest person to appear was the ancestor of the Tian family who attacked him and Cang Qi in the Jindan stage as a cultivator in the stage of transformation in spite of face.

That battle was too unforgettable, and the shadow of death always shrouded that battle.In other words, it is not so much a battle as it is a desperate fight that determines the outcome from the moment of action.

And the follow-up of that battle was even more profound enough for him to remember in this life.If I was really as strong as I am now, that would be great, but unfortunately, there is no if.

"Is the truth intertwined..."

Wen Renyi squinted at the increasingly dense white mist around him, a dark light flashed around his waist, and the long spear splashed with ink like night was silently held in his hand, and the moment he felt the wind behind him, he turned his hand The gun blocked, and took advantage of the situation to retreat a foot away.

The roaring black panther, the poker-faced man with an expressionless face are gradually revealed in the fog.

They are not the only ones, there are more figures emerging from the white mist one by one, familiar or unfamiliar faces, with different vivid expressions, approaching them step by step.

Jing Li and the two even saw themselves in the crowd.

Either they are flamboyant, they are crushed into the dust, or they are dying.

If you don't feel too much pressure to fight against an opponent you have fought against before, then it is quite a delicate thing to be several yourself and attack you from different directions.

Each of them has the same ability as yourself, and the skills you have mastered, each of them has the same ability, and even, because of the number of people, this advantage is infinitely magnified.

Looking at these familiar faces and using the attack method that I am best at to attack myself, this is not a happy experience.

Narrowly avoiding the double swords piercing from the side, before he could stand firmly, a fire prison rose up on the ground under his feet. Jing Li's heart skipped a beat. At the moment when the flames ignited, he tapped his feet and jumped directly onto the ground. In mid-air, and with the convenience of a height, another problem was discovered. "The number is still increasing..."

"That is to say..." Wen Renyi pressed against another clone of himself, his black pupils had been replaced by blood red at some point, and his thin lips were pursed into a flat line, "We need to get rid of the fog first..."

The Ruins of the Buddha Prison Tower——

Three beams of light fell on the ground, and after the light disappeared, three faces were revealed.

"Hmph, I knew there was something wrong with that kid." Excitement flashed in the eyes of a bald man with a scar on his face.

It's not in vain that they have been following them all the time. After running around for so long, they are finally able to recover some interest.

The woman who came with him was holding an exquisite thin tobacco rod in her hand, and the woman with half of her bangs covering her face parted her red lips slightly, with a circle around her eyes, and a flash of greed flashed in her eyes as she looked at the entrance, "Deal with these trash fish!" .”

After Jing Li and his party entered, the vortex shrank into a long and narrow gap. Although it was not as conspicuous as it was before everyone entered, anyone with eyes to see would be able to notice the difference between that place and other places.

The bald-headed man and the other wizened little old woman laughed strangely when they heard the words.

"My knife can't bear it anymore."

"Hey, hey." Duanmu Shaoye propped his chin and looked at the trio with dissatisfaction, "Who are you talking about?"

The bald man glanced at him contemptuously, but without answering, he turned to his two companions and said, "This kid is mine."

The woman and the little old woman nodded, and the little old woman, who was only as tall as the woman's shoulders, looked at Chen Sha who was sitting cross-legged, smiling and showing her gaping teeth, "Then leave this young man to the old man." , looks strangely handsome."

Everyone was singled out, and the woman who had no right to choose casually cast her eyes on the rest of the people. Looking at Ying Wuxia's half-glowed figure, she raised her eyebrows in a little surprise and put out a circle around her eyes, blowing her breath, He said with great interest, "This method has been missing for many years."

The locust tree demon, who was reduced to the background, looked at the three uninvited guests in front of him, thought of something, and smiled softly, hit, hit, the harder the hit, the better.

You wait for them to come back, and I wait to see you die badly.

Ah.