I'm afraid of myself

Ling Chengfeng's whereabouts back then were very transparent, completely different from many mysterious lovers in the same period. Even ordinary monks did not have that mysterious meaning, but as long as they pay attention to their personal space, they will not make it as fast as the gods and gods. transparent.

However, it is this kind of "transparency" that makes Ling Chengfeng's reputation to the extreme in another sense.

In fact, seriously, there are many similarities between this person and He Jinyang.

It is also the same background that cannot be checked. One day, it suddenly appeared in the public eye, and after it appeared, it began to target the magic cultivator.

At first, the demonic people thought it was a puppet dropped by some immortal from the upper realm, and they also deliberately contacted the senior demonic in the demon world through some secret methods, hoping to get support from them.

As a result, one answer shattered the luck of the entire Demon Dao.

There is no such thing.

Moreover, the seniors of the Ascension Demon Dao also made it clear that there is no possibility of secret delivery.

Because the gods and demons fought fiercely at that time, they were basically red-eyed. Under such circumstances, it is really impossible for someone to specially make puppets and then bypass the surveillance of heaven and throw them to the cultivation world.

I don't have the energy, and I don't have the time.

And it's too wasteful.

If a puppet is placed in the lower realm, it is doomed not to be too strong, but if it wants to avoid the surveillance of the cultivation world, it must use excellent materials. Why is the puppet wasting such a good thing?

Therefore, the information received by the demon cultivators in the lower realm is very unified.

Absolutely impossible!

In order to prevent the other party from not believing, I also added an absolute.

They are so confident because they believe that the opponent who has fought for so many years will definitely not be a fool. The lower realm strikes the magic way, but how much effort is wasted in this big circle?

Chaos Demon God, if one dies, one will be lost, and the next one will wait for how many years. How about killing demons with this kind of kung fu?Maybe he could train a magic weapon and sacrifice the head of the demon god to the sword!

Seeing the "predecessors" sneer, Moxiu had to admit aggrievedly that the other party was a genius cultivating immortals who had great hostility to the way of magic.

Because someone's breakthrough is not a retreat, but a demon cultivation, because someone's ascension is not a retreat, but a demon cultivation.

The whole life of cultivating immortals can be summed up in three words.

Fight magic repair.

This day is simply impossible!

All the demon cultivators who lived in that era were deeply impressed by this, such as Kunpeng, such as Tiannan, such as... the wisp of consciousness that Ji Wuxia once encountered.

Ji Wuxia intentionally mentioned the name Ling Chengfeng to He Jinyang generously, half of it was because although the other party's aura was very similar to that of the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable, he was by no means the kind of character who would kill demon cultivators.

In some respects, Ji Wuxia also has the arrogance of being tired of calculations, so she just asks if she has any doubts.

He Jinyang's performance made him feel interesting, after all, he didn't think it would be a good thing for another Ling Chengfeng to appear at this time.

Thinking of this, he looked over, and in Ji Wuxia's eyes, He Jinyang's expression was a little...strange?

When He Jinyang was asked seriously, he was also a little speechless.

Following Ji Wuxia's words, he felt like a fool.

If you don't follow his words, then he is a fool.

Everyone knows how stupid it is to expose one's hole cards in a moment of enthusiasm, not to mention that the person in front of him is the Demon Emperor who has already placed himself in a hostile position.

However, when he thought so, Ji Wuxia felt relieved.

Why?

He Jinyang now has three possible identities.

One, the apprentice, two, the distraction of the upper realm, and three, the person who has some relationship with the divine wind and immortal.

Then talk about the possible outcomes of each identity.

First, the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable knows that his apprentice confesses to the Devil Emperor, no matter whether it is true or not, he will be cleared first.

What He Jinyang has always done is to perfectly exclude himself from this possibility.

And Ji Wuxia doesn't care if he's true or false, even if it's false, he will make it true. If it's true, then let the two of them pinch each other, and he will bring Xie Yan to roam the world. Hide where no one knows.

Second, the upper realm is distracted.

The reason for the exclusion is the same as the previous reason. If Ling Chengfeng knew that his trumpet was in public, and confessed to the Devil Emperor in such an innocent way, it would be great, maybe he would be so ashamed that he would commit suicide?

Ji Wuxia said that if this result is true, she must be happy to hear it.

Three, and the most likely one.

Ji Wuxia was thinking, Ji Wuxia was thinking, Ji Wuxia was thinking, how could he dig out the truth from He Jinyang's mouth?

Curiosity is such a thing that I really can't control it.

Seeing the growing interest in Emperor Mei Xue's eyes, He Jinyang swallowed his saliva with a wry smile, and changed the subject simply and rudely.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the Tianbang?"

Ji Wuxia became serious in no time, and asked seriously: "You don't know? Didn't the two boys over there tell you?"

He Jinyang followed his finger to look over, the wind was blowing to the west, Leng Baijun blinked innocently, this confident look made He Jinyang secretly finger the middle finger.

Said good friendship forever!

Just forget what's going on!

Ji Wuxia also twitched the corners of her mouth, sighed and started to give He Jinyang science, and then found out strangely that since she entered the team, the role seemed to have begun to be defined?

"Then you just wait for the seal in your hand to tell you what it is?"

Emperor Mei Xue said a word in He Jinyang's expectant eyes in a cool and unrestrained manner, and wandered away.

Humph, is this deity a character who will be bound in the frame casually?

Of course not!

He Jinyang, who was left alone, looked at the back of the other party who was inexplicably complacent, and shook his head.

He himself doesn't care about that.

In other words, ever since he met "Shenfeng Xianzun" that day, he has been a little out of his mind.

The spirit has never been able to move away from the face that is exactly the same as himself. As an editor and read countless online articles, he actually has countless reasons to persuade himself to move his mind away from this matter, and he can use countless excuses Explaining that the other person looks exactly the same as oneself is the assimilation on the level of consciousness. You only need to see through the illusion to see the real "appearance" of the other party.

No matter how bad it is, there are countless possibilities. He can find one at random to prevaricate this matter, but he can't deceive himself.

He just felt that the god of the gods should look like that, and Ling Chengfeng definitely used his real face...

Knowing how much this matter would really mean to him, He Jinyang was inexplicably hesitant.

At first, he tentatively poked the system that was pretending to be dead, and got a reply that the other party had nothing to do.

Because the matter is so important, even though I know the system will never tell the truth, I still want to dig out some clues from it. However, this time the system shows the inorganic nature of creation, and there is no trace of the initial and final spirituality at all, as if... ...changed the core!

All kinds of changes made He Jinyang feel uneasy, but this uneasiness is far less than the influence of the four words Shenfeng Xianzun and Ling Chengfeng on him.

The illusory, incomprehensible but existing confusion disturbed the originally orderly mood.That feeling is like, stretching out your hand, you can't stop the fog, and looking up, you can see the clouds.It is such a feeling, you can see it, you can't touch it, you can't see it, you can feel it, you can't feel it, but it's entangled with instinct, and you are not allowed to look away.

Extremely tough, cold, and domineering to the extreme, just like the feeling of the god of the gods.

This made He Jinyang at a loss. He had to admit that he was being influenced by Ling Chengfeng, and that he himself had undergone unexpected and unexpected changes.

With such a heavy secret, although He Jinyang has always known self-discipline, he tightly restrained the fear deep in his heart, and worked hard to be like a strong man, matching those immortal souls who possessed him to help him, and tried to make himself like an excellent person. Friends, I am worthy of the trust entrusted to me by Mr. Leng Bai and Feng Chuixi.

He felt that he had done a good job, but he didn't know that the little bit of melancholy lingering between his brows did not escape the eyes of the others.

The wind blowing to the west gave Leng Baijun a look, and Leng Baijun nodded tacitly.

Eye contact goes like this.

Feng Chuixi: Are you sure the suzerain has a way to solve He Jinyang's problem?

Leng Baijun: As far as I know, only seniors can help.

Feng Fuxi: But can he be trusted?

Leng Baijun: ...I really didn't expect to hear doubts about my senior brother from your mouth.

Feng Chuixi wanted to roll his eyes, but eye contact can never be seen by others, so he blinked his big eyes and tried his best to show his momentum.

Feng Fuxi: I just love beauty, not be fascinated by beauty!

Leng Baijun: Well, although I feel that there is no difference between the two, the senior brother will definitely help He Jinyang, because He Jinyang who is intact can bring him greater benefits.

Feng Chuixi: ...you really know your suzerain brother.

Leng Baijun calmly does not see any signs of criticism, and his eyes are as straightforward as ever.

Leng Baijun: There is no one in the whole faction who can love the human race more than the suzerain. In this case, as long as he does not make mistakes, then I will fully support his actions, otherwise - Gu Luo is selfless!

The wind blows west and takes a breath of air-conditioning.

"Both of these are crazy!"

He couldn't help but utter a foul word, which attracted the attention of He Jinyang, Ji Wuxia and Du Kuu.

Feng Fuxi: "This...uh...that..." Looking for help, he looked at Mr. Leng Bai who was still in eye contact with him just now.

Leng Baijun turned around blankly, leaving him with a cold, arrogant and ruthless back.

Wind blowing west: ...

Feng Chuixi: How cruel!

He Jinyang sighed and looked at the couple.

"I know your childhood sweethearts, but can you stop thinking of us as green plums around the bed? I beg you, give straight men a little purity? Give heterosexual couples some confidence!"

Feng Chuixi seemed to be really stimulated by the phrase "going around the bed to make green plums", and said on the spot: "It seems that there are heterosexuals and straight men among the people present!"

He Jinyang: "..."

Du Ku: "..."

Ji Wuxia: "..."

Leng Baijun who was lying on the gun together: "..."

Feng Chuixi: "…………………Sorry…"

Is the map cannon a bit big?

When everyone was speechless, Du Ku suddenly laughed out loud.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is indeed as the wind donor said."

He Jinyang: "..."

Mr. Leng Bai: "..."

Ji Wuxia said: "Don't misunderstand what this monk said, he meant 'greedy, angry, and ignorant tea in the world, lust for love and hate sin Shura', since he is a monk, he naturally has no bends and straightness, and because he is a monk, there will be no women. Say goodbye to him. To put it bluntly, he doesn't worry about this issue at all."

Du wryly smiled and said, "Amitabha."

Subtext: The emperor knows me.

……

If He Jinyang didn't understand what it means to be blinded by a flashing dog before, then he understands a little bit now.

Damn it, cold dog food rushed towards his face, he believed that if he were the author, he would immediately write a [-]-character yellow essay.

Feng Chuxi didn't feel too good and said, "You, you, how do you, a monk, know so much?"

This time it was Emperor Mei Xue who rushed to answer, without waiting for Du Ku to respond, Ji Wuxia had lived in Xiaoleiyin Temple for ten thousand years, how could he know everything about the practice of these Buddhist disciples?Even some esoteric practice methods are proficient in everything, and now they are complaining that one is better than two.

Narrow eyebrows raised, eye sockets dyed in the color of the setting sun burning into the clouds, petal-like eye-shaped depths, light and light black eyes piercing the dark light like infinite affection, seemingly affectionate, but in fact the playful and contemptuous corners of the mouth have already revealed the curvature everything.

Seeing Ji Wuxia, who is posing in a full posture, from the joyful Buddha disciples studying the erotic pictures together, to the ascetic monk disciples, jumping naked into the winter river to purify his eyes, he has no secrets about the whole Buddhist path. After criticizing inside and out, finally, his eyes fixed on Du Ku.

Du Ku's wry smile deepened this time, he clasped his hands helplessly, closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Humph."

Unexpectedly, Ji Wuxia just gave him a blank look and never ran on him again.

This is really a rare good temper, Du Ku even opened his eyes in surprise.

However, Ji Wuxia's abnormality was not because of him.

Emperor Mei Xue put on the most majestic appearance, wrapped in black fur, full of Qinghua, full of arrogance, even if the sky is high and the earth is deep, he can break the sky and the earth, he will never struggle under the heaven like ordinary people, his life is like an ant .

Can such a proud character show the most serious appearance, so do you still need to doubt it?Is there any puzzlement?

All of a sudden, these people's eyes were focused on the high sky, the clear water and blue sky...

The sky and the earth are white and the clouds are black, the sky and the earth are blue and the thunder and lightning are black, the sky and the earth are emerald and the color of geomantic omen, the sky and the earth are golden and the admonishment comes.

There is a touch of gold where the sky is blue, the white thunder is blue, and the wind is emerald. This gold is transformed into the head of the dragon of the immortal way-Jiansheng sect!

The author has something to say: He Jinyang has no expression on his face: look, there is a piece of gold in front!