Old state

Zhao Hui's expression was extremely difficult. He seemed to be buried deep in another world that Hanba had created for him, and his soul had not yet fully recovered. However, when he said "save him", his voice was calm and powerful .he wasn't

For those weak and weak people, he is strong enough, powerful enough, and even cruel enough.Not only to others, but also to yourself.Compared with Han Yan, who only has one face that looks out of the world, he is truly extraordinary, even with that

Such a trace of ruthlessness.

Yang Zigui didn't know what decision he made in his heart, he just listened silently, just like in those years, he listened to some casual little troubles of his friends, and then volunteered to help them solve them.The leader thinks he is still with Zhao Hui

You Hanba are all friends now, even if Zhao Hui doesn't ask him, he is willing to help him - he hopes his friends are all good.Maybe it's because I always have regrets in my heart.

He agreed so easily that Zhao Hui was taken aback for a moment.He shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's me who is showing off, so it's better for you to be free and easy."

Yang Zigui smiled indifferently, what he cared about was another matter: "So, the Black Nightmare is no longer here? Has it disappeared since then?"

Zhao Hui didn't expect him to ask this, so he nodded and said, "Yes, the black nightmare is gone. But why do you care about this?"

Yang Zigui paused, but this is not a big deal, he thought about it, and said: "Do you remember Yang Caiqiong? Black Nightmare is his enemy." That is to say, my enemy.

The face of the person lying on the bed turned even paler. He had a lot to say about Yang Caiqiong, or Guixu, but seeing Yang Zigui's expression, he hesitated. He didn't know whether to say these words or not.

Of course, the hesitation was all in his heart, but in just a short moment, he made up his mind: "I don't know this very well. You know, I'm just a puppet."

What she said was indeed reasonable, Yang Zigui didn't think about it.Perhaps you can only ask Hanba about these things.The most urgent thing now is to save him.

He didn't ask any more questions, but said: "You have a good rest, I'll go and prepare first, we'll start tomorrow."

Yang Zigui turned and left, a bright light was shining from a place on the skirt of his clothes, like a firefly caught in a spider's web in the dark night, emitting a faint and ominous light.

And there is nothing to prepare.

After meeting Zhou Yi that day, he had a face-to-face conversation with another mind in his body, and gained a new understanding of the current form. He could even see the light of Guixu's power to dominate the world, and because of this, He trusted Guixu very much, and entrusted Guixu with everything Ping Yi had to do.

This was also Pingyi's idea, I don't know what idea that famous Yu Shi came up with, and he didn't pursue it in detail, anyway, now he has nothing to do.

But he left Wushuang Hall so rashly, he had to explain.

He went to Zhou Yi and Ye Qinghua respectively, and told the whole story why he wanted to leave. Then he went back to Wushuang Hall to tidy up briefly, and left with Zhao Hui.

Maybe Zhao Hui's body is really weird.He obviously suffered such severe injuries. Although he was lucky enough not to hurt his heart, these wounds are halved on ordinary little monsters, which is enough to be fatal. What's more, Zhao Hui has no magical power at all, but is an immortal mortal That's all.

So, where did this body and body come from, with a face that is exactly the same as that of Feng Lian's beloved woman?

Yang Zigui was puzzled, and unconsciously pondered over and over in his heart.

Another voice suddenly sounded in his ear, that voice was exactly the same as his own, but more vicissitudes and more transparent.

"He is not a mortal, but an earth spirit."

This voice, is it Ping Yi?

Yang Zigui's eyes widened, he didn't know that he and Ping Yi could communicate like this.

Ping Yi sneered: "Of course, as long as I want, I can know your thoughts."

Yang Zigui smiled instead of anger: "Wouldn't it be fun to have a confidant who knows my heart all the time, it should be a blessing that so many people dream of!" his pleasure.

Of course, Ping Yi can also hear it.

He laughed too.This mortal is not bad, his temper towards him is exactly the same as his.

The two laughed at each other like this, erasing the hostility of the previous days and the discomfort of being in the same body all this time.

Both of them have generous temperaments, and they got along more and more harmoniously after they smiled that day.Zhao Hui, who was walking with them, was still in poor health, and for some unknown reason, he was always thinking about his own thoughts, and kept silent when he was on the road.Helpless, Yang Zigui had no choice but to communicate with another consciousness in his body.

Pingyi knows a lot, after all, 10,000+ years are not in vain.The long years of imprisonment brought him a way of thinking beyond the world and a calm heart.And he told Yang Zigui all these without reservation. During the conversation with Pingyi, Yang Zigui often felt that he had benefited a lot.

Although Yang Zigui has only lived for more than 50 years, in these years, he has tasted the ultimate warmth and happiness, and also experienced the unforgettable grief. The world was turned upside down, and the shackles were let down in the most tragic way.

His 50 years are by no means ordinary 50 years.

This person who is still upright, open and calm, has his own way of life.As for these, the two of them are communicating silently, becoming more and more sympathetic to each other.

However, although his inner world is rich and colorful for the two people to describe, he still kept on his way and searched, like a big stone was placed in his heart, and he didn't know Han Yan's life or death. Never been better.

As he searched for more and more places, but still found nothing, Zhao Hui became more and more anxious, and it was difficult to sleep at night, and because of his unstable mood, the injury would not heal for a long time, and neither of them could do anything about it.

This day, Zhao Hui was extremely tired and could hardly sleep peacefully.Yang Zigui stood by to watch the night.Looking at the jumping bonfire, he seemed to have a sudden feeling, and asked Hanba: "Have you lost anyone who is precious to you?"

Hanba didn't answer.

Yang Zigui didn't seem to need him to answer, he continued, "I never thought that the scenery on Wuhui Mountain was beautiful, nor did I feel that Master's nagging was so precious, until I lost it, I didn't realize that it was my lifelong pursuit. "

"So," Han Yan suddenly asked: "You take so much care of Guixu, is it because he is your patriarch, or is it because you are looking for traces of the former Demon Cult from him? Especially in this world without Demon Cult? "

The author has something to say:

If the patriarch doesn't come out again, the leader will have to attack himself!