There was something wrong with my past life

Ning Ye turned around and was stunned when she saw Chu Yun who looked pale.

Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she had been completely frightened by her murderous behavior.

Now, things are very difficult to handle.

He really didn't expect that Chu Yun would follow him quietly, and he also confirmed that the Xiaoyun in front of him had a body of flesh and blood, not the two monsters before.

Brother Ning Ye, run away quickly. I won't tell anyone what happened today!

Chu Yun had a determined look on her face, still thinking about Ning Ye at this time.

Actually, this thing is not what you see, Xiaoyun. Those two people just now are not human beings. If you don't believe it, come and take a look. There is no blood here at all. In order not to be regarded as a crazy murderer, he He quickly explained.

Is that really the case?

Chu Yun walked over dubiously, ready to take a look.

When she got closer, Ning Ye, who had always had a worried expression before, suddenly got angry and punched the opponent directly in the chest with murderous intention!

Because the punch was thrown too fast, it made a sharp cracking sound.

Logically speaking, Chu Yun couldn't dodge the punch, but she turned sideways and dodged it, retreating a few meters away from Ning Ye.

Since he was able to dodge this punch, it also proved that Chu Yun was fake.

How did you notice it?

The skin of the being disguised as Chu Yun melted like a wax statue at this moment, revealing an ugly and bloated body covered with various pale faces.

To be honest, Ning Ye didn't even want to answer this question because he was too mentally retarded.

Have you ever seen a normal person able to see clearly something ten meters away in the dark without any light source? Besides, the fog here was so thick, Ning Ye really didn't believe that Chu Yun could find this place by such a coincidence.

This monster's intelligence is really worrying.

Of course, these are all secondary reasons. What really prompted Ning Ye to kill him was another thing.

If it were the real Chu Yun, she would definitely believe in her words and wouldn't even come to confirm it like it. And when it came over, Ning Ye looked carefully and saw that there were no footprints at all on the light dusty ground.

Therefore, details determine success or failure!

But there was only one thing that puzzled him. How did this monster know Chu Yun's appearance? Could it be able to peek into his own memory?

Regarding this question, Ning Ye was not prepared to ask it. After all, no matter how many people there were, they still had to fight, so it was better to just hammer it to death. He could feel that the monster in front of him was definitely not comparable to the two weak salted fishes before.

This may be a tough battle!

For a human monk like you who has not even reached the foundation building level, I don't know how much I have eaten before, but your body seems to be tempered well. It will definitely taste chewy and crunchy when you eat it!

The demon with a thousand faces spoke again, not regarding Ning Ye in front of him as any threat.

If you look at the cultivation system of the human race, it has reached the initial stage of the golden elixir. Naturally, it will not think that this mere monk in the Qi Condensation stage can escape from its own hands, and has regarded it as a delicious meal on the plate.

However, it was confident of winning, but it was not in a hurry to take action.

After all, they have been sealed underground for hundreds of years. They just escaped a few days ago when the seal was loosened. I thought I could have a feast, but I didn't expect that there was a magic sealing circle outside specifically for them, and they couldn't leave this kilometer radius. , heart full of anger.

Now that I see a human monk throwing himself into a trap, I naturally want to play with him and then eat him slowly.

Among monsters, it is known as the thousand-faced phantom. Its racial talent is to spy on other people's memories and then transform them out.

This kind of talent seems to be very powerful, but it is actually very useless.

Because if you meet a monk with a higher level of cultivation than yourself, you can pry into the other person's memory at all, and you can only deal with those with a lower level of cultivation than yourself. But in this case, why do you need to transform? Isn't this unnecessary? Directly Wouldn't it be easier to just kill the opponent?

But now, it, which always likes to play with people's hearts, has finally found a suitable toy, which is Ning Ye in front of her.

The thousand-faced phantom transformed into a middle-aged man with a gentle face, and then said to Ning Ye: Xiaoye, I am your father!

Ning Ye clenched her fists and had something to say in her heart.

That's right, the middle-aged man transformed by this monster is his father!

Seeing his reaction, the Thousand Faced Phantom was like an actor on stage, encouraged by the audience and became full of motivation. It’s like an Internet writer who spends all day in front of the keyboard. When he sees the recommendation votes and encouragement from readers, his coding hands become more diligent.

No wonder it had such a reaction, after all, it was too lonely to be sealed underground for hundreds of years.

Immediately afterwards, the Thousand-faced Phantom Demon began to display the art of transformation in front of Ning Ye.

It peered into Ning Ye's memory and transformed into a lot of people including his parents, his class teacher, classmates, and Chu Ran, without any intention of stopping.

And this kind of artistic display, when the Thousand-faced Phantom spied on a memory and became complacent and transformed into an iceberg woman, the demon's life came to an end.

Thousands of meters away, standing in the sky with the leader of the Taoist Alliance, looking at Long Liuxi who had transformed into a beautiful girl on the street and singing Chu Ran, he seemed to sense something, his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he let out a cold snort.

This cold snort, ignoring space and distance, exploded directly in the ears of the Thousand-faced Illusion Demon, like thunder from the nine heavens.

And its body, like fireworks, exploded directly under this cold snort. It didn't even have time to scream, and it was completely destroyed in body and soul.

This thousand-faced phantom is obviously... out of control!

Who do you think you can transform into? You have to transform into Long Liuxi, who is the real dragon of China. You must know that she is a woman who still remembers the things that Chu Ran said to offend her thousands of years ago. Look. Look at Chu Ran, she is still selling and singing in women's clothing and is crying without tears.

It would be fine if he was beaten to death by Ning Ye, but the way he died now was so frustrating and tragic. I really feel sorry for his cultivation in the Golden Core Realm.

Ning Ye, who originally thought this would be an extremely dangerous and difficult battle, saw it suddenly explode and didn't know what to say.

Why was it okay to transform into so many people before, but why did it explode when I transformed into the mother of a little loli?

Well, this is a question worth studying and thinking about!

Suddenly, Ning Ye, who was about to leave this place of trouble and go back to move reinforcements and start over again, heard faint crying coming from the wind.

He suddenly stood firm and felt a rush of hot blood rushing to his forehead. He turned around and rushed towards the direction where the cry came from with all his strength.

Ning Ye remembered this cry!

Because this was the cry of his beloved lover, Jiang Jingyi.

On that starry night, Ning Ye, who had been ruthlessly refused to wake up, used her alcohol to summon up the courage to stop her. She was so nervous that she stumbled over her words, but she failed to express her love for the first time in her life.

A warm and delicate body that was so soft that Ning Ye was at a loss what to do, fell into her arms,

In my ears, I heard the sound of her crying. The tears were not because of sadness, but because of joy.

That was a precious scene that he would never forget in his life.