The devil has too many vests

The soul of obsession can only be regarded as the residual soul and resentment left by a person before death, not the real and complete soul.

Therefore, even if the bride is slightly sane, she cannot communicate with the two of them completely freely.

Yan Weilou finally understood why his gentle and amiable smile got him flinching and fear, while Su Xing's cold and serious warning got the other party's closeness.After all, the soul of obsession is not good at brains!

He apologized, and his smile grew wider.

Thus, the bride's obsession, who was so frightened that she became more and more intelligent, confided everything she knew word by word under Yan Weilou's gentle and smiling eyes.Although not many.

First of all, as Yan Weilou and the two previously speculated, there are many obsessive souls entrenched in this place. These obsessive souls are entangled with resentment before death, and they cannot be resolved until death. illusion.

Once a living person enters the forbidden place in the sky, he will first come into contact with the infinite obsession floating between the sky and the earth, and will be directly dragged into the recurring illusion.Even if part of the soul of obsession can be unlocked, sooner or later, it will be overwhelmed by the continuous illusion, and eventually it will be completely trapped in it, and it will never go out again.

And this is not their intention.

It's just that the environment of the Forbidden Land in the Heavens is special, and the resentment of remnants that would dissipate directly in the outside world has almost condensed into substance here.Those who come in unsuspecting will be caught immediately.

Secondly, the real cause of death of the bride was that she was robbed by bandits on the day of her wedding and died tragically.Because someone was instigated by the bandits, including the bride, none of the people in the wedding party were let go.

"...Isn't it a bully robbing a relative?" Knowing the truth, Yan Weilou was a little startled, "Are the bandits so unprofessional? They neither rob money nor sex, but they actually act as killers?"

... In other words, why did he appear in this fantasy script, and when he saw the sedan chair, his first reaction was to be a bully to snatch the marriage, and he even took action?

Yan Weilou subconsciously glanced at Su Xinghan.

...Well, the blue face is a disaster.You can't blame him for the wrong deduction, but blame Ming Guang for being too much. If the bandits don't rob sex and only kill people with such a national beauty, is that still a normal person?I'm afraid it's not blind.

Had the bride herself been the first to appear, he would not have been so seriously misled.

Su Xinghan didn't know that someone actually shifted the responsibility for his mistakes to him, making him secretly take the blame for his blue face.

However, looking at Yan Weilou's stunned expression, and thinking about the series of speculations he swore before, and probably guessing his depressed and embarrassed mood at this time, Su Xinghan couldn't help but let out a smile in his eyes.

He changed the subject intimately, and asked a question that had been on his mind just now: "The previous illusion was all by one person, how could the two of us be moved in together this time? If we leave this illusion, we will be destroyed by other obsessive souls." Come on, will we be scattered again?"

Yan Weilou also raised his heart slightly.

This is indeed a problem. If the two are separated again, I am afraid that they will have to spend a lot of time on the road to find someone, and they don't know what unknown risks there are in the forbidden land. It is easier to face them together.

He looked at the "bride" sitting in the sedan chair.

Being watched by Yan Weilou's indifferent gaze, it was like being stabbed to the neck with a blood-drinking knife, the cold air on the blade was enough to make one's soul tremble.

"No, no, it's...it's me..."

He uttered this word after word with difficulty, making it hard for people to understand what she meant.However, Su Xinghan could understand and translate in an instant: "There is no other reason, because she is special, and she herself pulled us into the same illusion."

As for the reason?Naturally envy and hate.

It turns out that the reason why this obsessive soul is so stubborn is not just that she was killed on the way to get married, but the real reason for her deep resentment is that the person who asked the bandits to do it behind her is her husband who is about to get married—the two Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, the woman's family still has great kindness to him, but there is no shortage of people in this world who are ungrateful once they gain power, but this groom is more vicious and smarter than others.

Not only did he want to destroy this marriage that was not beneficial to him, but he also didn't want to take the initiative to withdraw the marriage and smear his reputation with any stains, so he secretly bribed the bandits to do it. Afterwards, he could temporarily stay out of marriage in the name of his deceased wife's filial piety, and create a loving personality. , and wait for a more lucrative marriage to come along, to have a perfect reputation.

But the bride learned the truth before she died, so she naturally resented her, and the resentment lingered for a long time.

What she is obsessed with is not a smooth marriage at all, but that she has become so extreme that she can't see any sentient beings.As soon as I saw it, I wanted to tear it apart.

If the two of them hadn't pulled out the soul of obsession, they probably wouldn't be able to unravel it no matter how many times they tried in the illusion.After all, the most common interaction between Su Xinghan and Yan Weilou, for him, is a series of critical blows, which will only stimulate this illusion to go back and forth.

"I finally understand why the illusion is about to start again before people die..." Yan Weilou shook his head helplessly.

...Great love, it was his act of snatching the marriage that stimulated this delirious obsessed soul?

He avoided dangerous topics such as "why this obsessed soul immediately believed that the two of them were tricky", and Su Xinghan smiled at him as if he had a tacit understanding.

At this moment, the crimson sedan chair in front of the two of them suddenly burst into flames, and the bride, who had been quietly huddled in it just now, raised her head, with infinite malice showing in her pitch-black eyes that could not see the whites of her eyes.

The golden phoenix on her crimson wedding dress danced in the flames, her long, jet-black, blood-stained hair moved without wind, her figure floated up, and the endless resentment in her body exploded.

The sky was filled with black mist and turned into a big net to envelop the two of them.

The dark sky hung low, and this gray-white fantasy world seemed to be attracted by someone. The whole world suddenly collapsed and shrunk, pressing towards the two people in the middle.

The soul of obsession is not transformed by remnant soul and resentment, even if it is frightened by Yan Weilou to wake up a little bit, at this time, after repeated stimulation by the two of them, that resentment was triggered again, and it suddenly entered a state of out of control and lost its sobriety His rationality only knows to destroy the person in front of him regardless of everything.

Yan Weilou's expression was calm, and the dark white Tianyuan Jiehuo suddenly flew out, and the raging flames ignited everything around him.

Su Xinghan was the first to strike, a gleam of cold light appeared in his cold eyes.

In the next moment, his figure appeared indistinctly, like a glimpse of clouds and smoke in the sky, and he was already close to the burning sedan chair. His slender and pale hands penetrated the bride's heart, showing unprecedented sharpness and coldness.

The entire illusion was shattered in the burning of the dark white flames, and the gray-white world was like a piece of paper ignited by the flames, turning into fly ash bit by bit.

The figure of the obsessive soul gradually became illusory and transparent.

Su Xinghan withdrew his hand, and an illusory hazy light appeared in his palm.The color shines, the rays of light are intertwined, and it looks extremely unreal.

"This is the key to the illusion."

He held the ray of light in his hand in front of Yan Weilou, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and his bright eyes were black and pure, looking innocent and cute.It seemed that the cruel and cold side just now was just Yan Weilou's hallucination.

"..."

Yan Weilou was silent for a moment.He wasn't shocked by Su Xinghan's coldness and agility just now, but he really wanted to ask: "...Why are you so proficient?"

This set of operations of making a violent move, going straight to the heart, and winning the key to the illusion is really smooth and natural.How many times have you done it before?

Even Yan Weilou doesn't know that there is such a way to crack the illusion.

He originally thought that he was the only one who got here by recklessness. Su Xinghan had always been gentle, lovely, and understanding, so he shouldn't be as rough as him. He must have patiently released those obsessed souls one by one, and then passed through the illusion.

Otherwise, if it wasn't for the miser's illusion that Su Xinghan exemplified before, how would he know that the key lies in the piece of silver at his feet?

When listening to his analysis in simple terms, Yan Weilou still felt that it made sense.Compared with it, my simple and rough physicalization method seems to have no brains, no culture, and I should really feel ashamed.

Looking at it now, the reality seems to be very different from Yan Weilou's imagination.

There is another operation to break open the illusion—directly pull out the soul of obsession behind, threaten and intimidate, and naturally gain insight into the secret of the entire illusion.

Su Xinghan was slightly embarrassed by his eyes, as if he had discovered a little secret, his eyes dodged for a while, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment:

"Actually, I'm not good at unraveling obsessions, but I have some attainments in illusion..."

It doesn't matter if you are locked in a small dark room and can't unlock it, as long as you break the door lock.And something in the soul of obsession is the key to breaking the door lock.

As long as the soul of obsession is drawn out first, the entire illusion can be resolved.That's how Su Xinghan broke the lock and picked the door all the way to come.

What else could Yan Weilou say?I can only call 666 to him: "Mingguang really observes meticulously, and can find out such a way to break the game."

After being praised by him, Su Xinghan's evasive eyes became calm again, overflowing with a faint joyful smile.

He sent the radiant light in his hand to Yan Weilou's eyes again: "We break through the situation together at the same time, maybe we won't be separated in the future."

"it is good."

Yan Weilou responded, and put a hand into his soft and cool palm.The illusory and hazy brilliance rippled between the palms of the two, and was reflected in the eyes of the two looking at each other.

The light began to diffuse from the palms of the two people to the surroundings, gradually engulfing the entire world, the world was turned upside down, and the surroundings fell into chaos and darkness.

……

This time, when Yan Weilou woke up again, he appeared in a dark, damp and cramped cell.On the dark corridor, a little fire light came in from the outside, and the smell of dead wood could still be smelled in the breath.

"Ming Guang?" He looked around, did not find Su Xinghan's existence, and secretly speculated, "Is it in another cell, or did he not enter the same illusion at all... No, this is not quite like an illusion."

Yan Weilou stared at the wall of the prison cell, the patterns on each blue brick were real and delicate, even the blood-stained writing on it was true for a long time.Compared with the previous illusions, this cell feels like two different games to him.In terms of picture quality, clarity, and realism, the former has been overwhelmed.

At this moment, several knocking sounds of "Du Tu Tu" came from the wall next door, Yan Weilou immediately put aside the doubts just now, and approached with a little surprise: "Ming Guang, is that you? "

"No, Fellow Daoist misunderstood."

A strange and young male voice came over in a low voice, because it was not very clear because it was separated by a wall.

"I'm not the person fellow daoists are looking for."

Yan Weilou brushed away the slight disappointment that flashed across his heart, and immediately realized that this was the first time he met a sane and communicable person in the illusion, and immediately seized the opportunity: "You are?"

After a moment of silence over there, a young man's weak but polite voice came: "In Xiayuan Daoyi, Jingtai strayed into this place in June of the eighth year. I don't know how long the outside world has passed? What year and month is it?"

"Yuan Daoyi, Daozi of Taishang Daoist?" Yan Weilou immediately became interested, "Why did you appear here?"

The forbidden place in the sky is not an ordinary place, the outer layer of sealing barrier is enough to stop strangers, just saying "enter by mistake" may not make sense.

Combined with the other party's previous experience, Yan Weilou easily guessed the truth, and unceremoniously exposed: "Walk in? You were forced into this place, right?"

In the previous life, the Taoist was plotted against by Qi Hongyu, but he did not die in the forbidden place in the sky, but near the corpse forest. Afterwards, the corpse was refined into the leader of the corpse by the disciples of the Yinkui sect who didn't know the inside story, which directly triggered the conflict between the Taishang Taoist sect. The battle of Yinkuimen.

Yan Weilou had never met him before, but seeing this person who was once worse than himself, he was not disgusted.

Being exposed by Yan Weilou's blunt words, Yuan Daoyi has a lot of energy-raising skills, and his calm tone has not changed much: "The scandal of the teacher's school made the fellow daoist laugh. But how did the fellow daoist know? Could it be that the person has been exposed?"

"I'm afraid not, maybe there will be a chance to inherit your Daoist position in the future." Yan Weilou said lightly, "It's September now, and it's only been three months since you disappeared. , others still don’t know anything.”

Speaking of this, he changed his tone: "Oh, by the way, a few days ago, the Taishang Daoist sect uncharacteristically kept a low profile and cooperated with the other two holy places to deal with the Big Dipper Demon Palace. I don't know if I misunderstood something?"

There were all sorts of hints in Yan Weilou's tone, which made Yuan Dao clenched his fingers and thought to himself: "The master of the sect has always ignored ordinary things and focused on exploring the way of heaven, how could he suddenly be keen on eliminating demons and defending the way? Could it be that I was misled by someone, thinking that the Big Dipper Demon Palace is secretly harming me..."

Yan Weilou is not just talking nonsense.

Thinking about the time when Du Jiuyou suddenly went crazy everywhere, it is indeed consistent with Yuan Daoyi's disappearance.If Qi Hongyu was smart, he would have just planted it on Du Jiuyou's head, and Du Jiuyou, who was in a state of madness, could not justify it—maybe even he himself didn't know what he did when he was mad, and killed him again. who.

Across the wall, Yuan Daoyi sighed softly, his bright eyes were like a mirror: "Junior Brother Qi, I didn't expect you to hide your thoughts so deeply..."

He turned to look at the wall in front of him, and tapped lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, fellow daoist should be a member of the devil's way, right?"

Yan Weilou didn't expect him to be so sharp.But with a few words of effort, even this is known.

Then I thought of Yuan Daoyi's deeds—the Xiantian Dao body, the youngest master of Taoism before Yan Weilou was born, and his understanding of the laws of heaven is like eating and drinking water.There must always be something extraordinary about such a person.

Yan Weilou admitted it directly, and asked curiously: "...Since you know that I am a member of the Demon Dao, do you still call me a fellow Daoist?"

Yuan Daoyi's voice became weaker and weaker, but his tone was calm and indifferent: "The righteous way and the evil way are defined by people, how can the heavenly way be righteous and evil? We are both people who seek the way, and we are friends of the same way, why can't we call them friends?"

Yan Weilou chuckled, neither agreeing nor refuting.

This Daozi of the Supreme Daoist School is not as boring as the rumors say.However, if his words spread, the countless righteous young heroes who regard him as an idol of the younger generation will all be disillusioned.

After some exchanges between the two, Yan Weilou let go of his guard, exchanged names, and then asked Yuan Daoyi: "Since you came in a few months ago, I wonder if you found anything? How to solve this problem?" An endless illusion?"

Even though he asked like this, Yan Weilou didn't have much hope for him.Just looking at Yuan Daoyi asking what year and what month he opened his mouth before, he was obviously almost confused by this illusion, and he didn't even know how long he spent in it.

To his surprise, Yuan Daoyi actually provided information that Yan Weilou did not know: "I don't know if you have discovered that this place is more real than the original illusions, and you will feel hungry after staying in it for a long time... because here It is the boundary between virtual and real, breaking through this layer, you can reach the real forbidden place in the sky."

As he spoke, he brought his discoveries one by one.

"...According to my guess, there should be a consciousness controlling behind the illusion of these obsessive souls. It is found that too many obsessive souls have been permanently destroyed, and the illusion has also been permanently destroyed. The perpetrators were directly transferred here and imprisoned."

Hearing what he said, Yan Weilou immediately thought of the illusions he had destroyed with the fire, and Su Xinghan's action of directly killing the soul of obsession, and felt very reasonable.

If there is really a manager behind all the illusions, seeing them wreaking havoc, they will definitely not let them continue, but will isolate them and protect the remaining souls of obsession.

——Obviously, this seemingly calm and good-tempered Taoist is not really that harmless.He also took an unusual path, using a method of violently cracking the illusion, so that he was locked up here early.

There will be no hunger in the illusion, but this place is neither real nor illusory, and there is no aura in the world to replenish it. Even if the true energy in the body of the great master of Taoism is abundant and the aura is self-sufficient, it is no wonder that Yuan Daoyi’s voice is exhausted like this. It sounds so weak.

Well, it all makes sense now.

Yan Weilou didn't suspect that Yuan Daoyi deliberately tricked him.

After all, it was a fact that Yuan Daoyi was forced into a forbidden place in the sky, and it was also a fact that he was unable to get out by himself and needed help.Even if the other party has duplicity and schemes, at least, he who needs Yan Weilou's help at this stage will definitely show the greatest sincerity.

Sure enough, the next moment, Yuan Daoyi stated his purpose: "I know where to leave, but my strength alone is not enough, and I need fellow Taoists to do it together."

Yan Weilou agreed without hesitation: "No problem, but I have to find someone first."

After listening to Yuan Daoyi's analysis, Yan Weilou was even more sure that this place was indeed not the illusion from before, and Su Xinghan must also be imprisoned here, but he didn't know which cell.

There was a noise from the next cell, and after a while, a strange young man appeared at the door of Yan Weilou's cell.

This man looked to be in his early twenties, dressed in a white Taoist robe, covered with a black outer robe, his long jet black hair was tied up, and only a wooden hairpin was inserted.Although he was a little weak, his demeanor was indifferent and detached, making people ignore his appearance at a glance, and only noticed the black and white eyes that were as indifferent as water.

Yuan Daoyi pried open the lock of the prison door casually with a few strokes in a fairy-like posture, this neat and skillful unlocking action shocked Yan Weilou a bit.

The cells here look ordinary, but they are not.

Especially the door lock, Yan Weilou can see that there is a triple formation restriction on it with just a glance.

If he spends some time researching, he should be able to crack it.But like Yuan Daoyi, who opened it with just one glance, Yan Weilou thought he couldn't do it.

Yan Weilou didn't say much, and walked out of the cell to join him.

The dim light shone on him, and Yuan Daoyi finally saw the boy's appearance clearly.

Wearing the same simple black robe, this young man is as deep and unpredictable as the night. He has an overly handsome face. Daoyi still felt inexplicably dangerous.

As an innate dao body, Yuan Daoyi, who is very close to the laws of heaven and earth all the time, can even sense the abnormal aura of contradictions in this young man.

——It seems to be incompatible with the surrounding world, independent of the Dao, but also seems to be contained by this world, and the laws of the Dao are at its disposal.

This strange scene made Yuan Dao Yi's eyes light up slightly, and a little curiosity arose in his indifferent eyes.

The two stood at the door of the cell, looking at the dark corridor ahead, Yan Weilou stepped forward without hesitation.

Yuan Daoyi reminded: "Fellow Daoist, be careful. You must know that this place is neither real nor illusory. The cells on each floor are divided by different illusions and are in different spaces. Once you make a mistake, you may not be able to find your way out."

Yan Weilou nodded to express his understanding.

It would be great if you can find Su Xinghan on this floor, but if you go to other floors, you should be more vigilant.

It's a pity that luck didn't seem to have favored Yanwei Building. Walking along the long corridor to the end of this floor, the two of them only saw empty and dead cells, some of which contained rotting bones.

The dim fire was flickering, the surroundings were dead silent, and a faint oppressive atmosphere permeated unconsciously.

Yan Weilou couldn't help feeling a little upset.

A warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart: "Something is wrong."

call out--

A gust of wind popped out from Yan Weilou's fingers, and went through the air. A cluster of flames on the wall flickered violently for a moment, and then went out with a "puchi".

The surrounding corridor was plunged into complete darkness.

Without Yan Weilou's explanation, Yuan Daoyi also reacted, and his figure floated back a few steps, looking at the place where the fire was extinguished: "There is a problem with this light."

As he walked in the illuminated corridor, the surrounding environment became more psychologically oppressive. Yan Weilou hadn't noticed it before, but the moment his mood began to change, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

He didn't know how many times he had experienced worse things than this in his previous life, and he had been in the state of being chased and killed for a long time and had to change places to hide every day. Affect mood?

He will never take this blame, there must be something wrong.

With absolute confidence in himself, Yan Weilou never finds problems in himself, but only in other people and the environment.Facts have also proved that this is the case.

Yuan Daoyi suggested: "There are multiple illusions overlapping here, and the longer the time delay, the easier it is to cause accidents. Why don't we go down one by one, go up one by one, and search for people separately. Then we will meet at the top."

"...Fellow Daoist, don't worry, if you find your companion, I will definitely pass on your news and go to the top floor with him."

The exit that Yuan Daoyi mentioned before is on the top floor.

"Okay, let's do that."

As soon as Yan Weilou agreed to go down, he didn't waste any time and quickly went to the next floor.After all, he was the one who was looking for someone, and it was impossible to give up the dangerous path to Yuan Daoyi.

He quickly came to the third floor, and just as he stepped into the long corridor, the surrounding space was in a trance for a moment, and everything was separated.It's like penetrating through a thin curtain and entering another world.

When I looked back, the passage leading to the fourth floor was slowly becoming distorted and blurred.Once it disappears completely, there is no way to go back the same way.

Urgent in his heart, Yan Weilou's toes touched the ground, and he flew up suddenly like a big roc. In a blink of an eye, he swept across the long corridor, waving his sleeves to create a strong wind, and extinguished all the lights along the way.

His gaze also swept across the prison cells along the way, his eyes focused, not letting go of any detail.

"Empty, empty, still empty..."

The dark cells were empty, only a faint smell of decay wafted out.

This is a land of absolute spirits, there is no supplement of spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, Yan Weilou's own true energy will be less if it is used, it should not be wasted like this.But since he wanted to save time, he didn't care about that much.

In just a few breaths, Yan Wei Lou swept from one end of the corridor to the other, sweeping the entire floor.

"Hey, this is..."

Suddenly, Yan Weilou noticed something flickering out of the corner of his eye.It was a very faint light, and it should not be noticed, but now the surroundings are dark, and this tiny flash of light was immediately noticed by Yan Weilou.

He didn't stop, he just raised his hand to take a shot.

In an open cell not far away, something quickly flew up from the ground and flew straight towards Yan Weilou's hand, and was finally held in his palm with ease.

This is a crystal clear jade, and there is a lavender radiance circulating in the transparent Wang Jue, which looks extremely mysterious and beautiful.

Yan Weilou didn't recognize it at first glance, and now he didn't have much time to figure out what it was, so he put it away first and continued to the next level of prison.

call……

Like a gust of wind rushing down from the upper passage, Yan Weilou quickly passed through the space interlayer, leaving only a lightning-like black afterimage behind him.

Yuan Daoyi's reminder was very correct.Now the surrounding space is becoming more and more distorted and illusory, with black mist constantly spreading out, if Yan Weilou bumps into it inadvertently, he will probably be dragged into various illusions again and cannot escape.

"...Ayan!"

This time he seemed to be lucky, just as he landed on the second floor of the prison and stood still, he heard Su Xinghan's voice in the distance.

The dark corridor was dotted with dim lights, and a snow-white figure came from the end of the dark corridor. His figure was like a feather, and it was like a piece of snow falling lightly.

After a few breaths, he came to Yan Weilou, and Su Xinghan said the second half of his sentence: "I'm going to find you."

Yan Weilou looked him up and down, and seemed relieved: "So you are here, so I can easily find you!"

"Are you imprisoned as soon as you show up?" He asked curiously, "On this floor?"

Su Xinghan froze for a moment, and quickly replied: "Yes, yes. I was in the cell when I woke up, and I just escaped to find you, and you came here."

"Oh, then let's go, time can't wait." Yan Weilou nodded with a smile, turned around and was about to leave.

Su Xinghan followed behind, with slight astonishment in his eyes, trying to stop him: "Wait, why is it too late? Where are we going?"

Yan Weilou paused slightly, and turned to look at him: "You are a little strange, why do you have so many questions all of a sudden? Didn't you just follow me without saying a word before and just leave?"

Su Xinghan blinked innocently, shook his head and said, "This place is too weird, maybe my mentality is also affected. Let's go."

Yan Weilou seemed to believe his explanation, and turned his head again. Just as he took a step, his hand in his sleeve moved suddenly, and his fingertips brushed against the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, a beam of sword light illuminated the entire corridor, like a blue dragon probing the water, cascading down thousands of miles, the brilliant and fast sword light instantly pierced the darkness, and Yan Weilou's figure was just behind the long sword The moment it was unsheathed, it turned slightly, and the sleeves swept a graceful arc in the air, facing the man in white in front of him.

The sharp long sword came out of his hand following the rotation of his figure, piercing through the mouth of the man in white, leaving only a sharp and cold light like a white rainbow penetrating the sun in his sight.

Strangely, there was not a trace of blood splashed on the edge of the sword that pierced through the heart, and the man in white still stood in place, but lowered his head in puzzlement, and looked at the long sword stuck in the heart.

Yan Weilou looked at him calmly, and forced to ask: "It really is a fake. What are you?"

The man in white looked up at Yan Weilou, his tone puzzled: "Why? Aren't you and this person companions? Don't you worry at all that your suspicions are wrong? Why can you attack your companions so decisively?"

The tone of his speech was purely questioning, without any other meaning, and his expression was extremely confused: "Didn't you think that you might kill your companion by mistake? Or is it that this person is not important, and I made a wrong choice?"

"how come!"

Yan Weilou sneered.

Literally speaking, I don't know whether he is saying that he can't make a mistake, or that it doesn't matter if he kills by mistake.

He just clenched the hilt of his sword and stared at the monster in front of him coldly, his eyes were full of chills: "What the hell are you? Where did the real owner of this appearance go? Also, don't use his tone like that Talk to me."

"Ah Yan said so."

When the two confronted each other, the space above their heads fluctuated, as if an invisible door had been opened.Without a sound, a figure suddenly landed behind the monster, and a pale, slender, seemingly slender hand pressed on the opponent's shoulder.

"Actually...to confront Ayan with my appearance, you...are going too far."

Following this light and ethereal voice, and Su Xinghan's seemingly ethereal palm wind, the surrounding air was violently vibrating, and the walls made the sound of being shattered in the shock wave.

And the shoulders of the man in white who directly received the palm suddenly sank, the ground under his feet was torn apart like a spider's web, and he sank a full foot into the ground.

At the same time that Su Xinghan made a move, Yan Weilou took the opportunity to draw back his long sword, flipping his wrist lightly, the sword light streaked across the air like a shooting star, gliding across the eyes, throat, limbs, special joints and other vital points of the man in white in turn.Jian Guang's swiftness was unimaginable, and his elegance and smoothness were like splashing ink. If he was a normal person, he would have destroyed him on the spot.

However, this monster in front of him is obviously not human, and its vitals are obviously different from that of humans. Although it was surrounded by two people in an instant, its move was fatal, and its body swayed and fell to the ground, but there was no trace of blood flowing from its whole body, and it didn't look like it. He looked like he was seriously injured and dying.On the contrary, it looked like a malfunctioning puppet, who just raised his head blankly and looked at Su Xinghan who suddenly appeared.

What he saw was a pair of dark and cold eyes that seemed to be filled with endless ice and snow.In addition to the angry killing intent, there is only temperatureless indifference.

Facing Su Xinghan's face, the man in white blinked his eyes in confusion again, and asked in confusion: "Why? I'm just borrowing your appearance, your companion doesn't care at all and may kill you by mistake. Why don't you give birth He is so angry that he wants to kill me instead?"

What I said was very embarrassing.

Yan Weilou's eyes froze, and he subconsciously looked at Su Xinghan. He didn't even know why he was inexplicably nervous.