Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

The woman inside asked curiously.

"Worry?"

Ping Yuan sneered: "Shouldn't you be the one who is worried?"

The woman was a little surprised: "Me?"

"You and I are the same body, can you still be here after I die?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of the hot tea in his cup and smiled happily.

"Ah."

The woman smiled faintly: "I will die in ten thousand years."

Ping Yuan shook his head slightly, and said with a weird smile: "Yes, so I can't let you suffer the pain of life and death again."

The woman in the body stopped talking.

Ping Yuan, who was not arguing, lost interest, raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, the iron snake corpse in the distance trembled, and in the blink of an eye, fine lines appeared one after another on the thick corpse.

With a soft sound, those fine lines turned into eye-catching scars one after another, and the corpse of the monster snake tens of meters apart was extremely clean.

Looking at the divided pieces of monster meat, Ping Yuan covered his nose and frowned slightly: "I don't know what this evil animal has eaten, it is so smelly and disgusting."

"Fortunately, this snake gall is considered a good product."

The middle-aged man gently hooked the watermelon-sized snake gall and slowly floated into Ping Yuan's palm. The man looked at the snake gall in his hand and couldn't help but click his tongue, a little hesitant: "Such an interesting Taoist priest, if you wait slowly, you will have the demeanor of a loser."

"As long as this young Taoist priest can walk to the top of the mountain, I will cook tea with the snake gall of this evil beast."

Ping Yuan smiled faintly: "Qinghan, my hospitality doesn't count as losing your identity, does it?"

The woman snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Ping Yuan threw it casually, a line of bright white light spots caught the snake gall, and shimmered with light to envelop the snake gall, preventing its blood from drying up.

"Since it is entertaining guests, the deity must entertain guests well."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man smiled coldly, tapped the table with his white fingertips, and an invisible wave rose from the top of the mountain, spreading continuously and spreading across the whole mountain.

Wherever the wind and waves go, the sky and the earth make subtle noises.

A moment later, an illusory palm broke through the ground, and the palm with exposed veins was deeply embedded in the ground.

Ferocious animal heads, stern ghosts, mottled corpses.

In the entire Chiyang Mountain, almost all the demons and ghosts who have been incarnated due to the evil spirit emitted by the Yuan for thousands of years have awakened.

The ghosts and monsters that originally hibernated under the shade of trees, in bushes, in pools, and in the ground have reappeared in the sky!

This is still the green hills and black water just now, looking around, there are monsters and ghosts everywhere.

Suffocating!

……

"Master, Master!"

After tearing apart the half-flesh and half-skeleton corpse from his body, the youngest stood up and kept searching in the valley.

In the corner, the amulet that Meng An held tightly in his palm gradually dimmed, and Meng An slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at everything that was devastated, the young man breathed out a foul breath.

"Master, how are you doing?!"

The third child saw his young master at a glance, and hurried forward to investigate. Seeing the young man who was safe and sound, the strong man let out a sigh of relief.

In the valley where Meng An was located, there were half skeletons swallowed by the evil wind. Half were dripping with blood, and half were covered with white bones. Along the gaps in the bones, broken organs and intestines and stomachs could be vaguely seen, which was extremely terrifying.

Meng An suppressed the nausea surging in his chest, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The third child shook his head slightly: "I don't know, it's very weird here."

The other two bodyguards who came in also escaped separately and gathered beside Meng An.

"boom--!"

A bright white light curtain descended from the sky, blocking the stone gate firmly.

After careful investigation, the third child had a serious expression on his face: "The escape route is blocked."

Looking at the truncated back road and the mountains in front of me.

The young man's eyes were gloomy, thinking about gains and losses in his heart.

"It took a lot of energy this time, it's a pity to give up now..."

Meng An murmured in his heart.

The unknown storm just now came too suddenly, if I didn't have the amulet given by the master, it would be difficult for me to escape. Lu Chen and Kong Linger's abilities have probably been eliminated, and Chen Qilin...

The man in black is indeed strong, but his teammate is too bad, and most of them were also buried in the storm.

Teamwork, Chen Qilin also withdrew from the qualification for the first place.

And I have all the people around me, as long as I climb to the top of the mountain, the champion will be at my fingertips!

Now it's just how to walk the rest of the way...

'This mountain looks a little weird. '

Meng An, who had lingering fears about the evil wind, groaned.

After thinking about it, I still took out a stack of cut paper figurines from my bag.

The yellow paper figurines have clear facial features, and each draws a strange smile.

He weighed the weird paper figurine in his hand, the young man's heart sank, and the saber wiped his palm, leaving a clear bloodstain.

Enduring the pain, he squeezed the blood towards the paper figurine.

The blood dripped, and the strangeness suddenly appeared!

The drops of blood that fell on the paper figurines spread continuously like ripples, filling the whole body of the paper figurines.

"Shh..."