Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Feng Jingyou naturally noticed Mo Wuchen's actions, and her gaze slowly moved towards the red figure that was knocked away.

"You are not controlled by the illusion?"

The red figure quickly disappeared, and the surrounding environment also underwent earth-shaking changes.

A woman in plain clothes came out, her face was exactly the same as the woman in the red wedding dress.

Feng Jingyou's eyes swept across the woman and he slowly said, "Half of her was controlled."

The eyes of the woman in plain clothes darkened, and there was a hint of inquiry in the look she gave Feng Jingyou.

“You know this is an illusion.”

"Ah."

Feng Jingyou's tone was flat, without any ups and downs.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The tone of the woman in plain clothes was much gentler, and she liked Feng Jingyou's temperament very much.

Feng Jingyou shook his head: "The dead are not scary. The scariest thing in this world is the human heart."

She looked up at the woman in front of her. Feng Jingyou knew that what she and Mo Wuchen had just seen was this woman's miserable past life.

In fact, she could empathize with the woman. Her past life was not easy either, but God gave her another chance. However, the woman in front of her was not as lucky as her.

Hearing Feng Jingyou's words, the woman was obviously stunned: "Can you tell that I'm a ghost?"

There are countless people who come here, but few can pass her level. Before Feng Jingyou, only one man had successfully passed her level.

No one has ever been able to tell that she is a ghost, Feng Jingyou is the first.

"You have a strong aura of death."

With just one glance, Feng Jingyou saw through her.

But when it comes to the aura of death, this woman has less than one-tenth of what Mo Wuchen has, and the aura of death in Mo Wuchen is purer than hers.

As soon as these words were spoken, the plain-clothed woman's expression changed and she looked at Feng Jingyou in disbelief.

"Now that you've figured it out—"

"Don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as she finished speaking, a ball of black mist quickly gathered in the hands of the woman in plain clothes. Without time to think, Feng Jingyou directly exerted a force and forcibly imprisoned Mo Wuchen.

The aura of death is too strong, Mo Wuchen absolutely cannot take action.

"Suye, Fengwu!"

While Feng Jingyou was dodging, he called out to Suye and Fengwu, "Stop Mo Wuchen, don't let him use his power."

Suye and Fengwu received the order and quickly ran to Mo Wuchen's side, trying their best to control Mo Wuchen.

"You'er!"

Mo Wuchen was stopped by Su Ye and Feng Wu, but Feng Jingyou had already moved the battlefield between himself and the woman in plain clothes to another place.

"You really love him deeply."

The woman sneered: "Oh, what a pity, all men are not good."

"In my name, undead, gather!"

As soon as she finished speaking, black fog rushed towards her from all directions. In just a moment, a huge ball of black fog quickly swallowed Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou used all his strength to resist.

But this endless stream of black mist arrogantly absorbed the strength in her body, like using a knife to cut her skin bit by bit and suck her bones and blood.

Feng Jingyou only felt one word all over his body - pain.

"Hahahaha, you can't stand it, give up resisting."

The woman's sharp voice rang in Feng Jingyou's ears, but Feng Jingyou simply ignored her words.

She began to use her own strength to devour the death aura of these undead bit by bit. Although the speed was slow, Feng Jingyou had no intention of giving up.

The woman outside's eyes changed.

Really? She was not mistaken. This beautiful woman was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Undead, summon!"

She formed seals with her hands and quickly drew a complex and obscure pattern in the air.

Feng Jingyou's eyes were fixed on her motionlessly.

The undead continued to pour towards Feng Jingyou. First there was completely shapeless black fog, and then slowly undead with physical bodies like the woman appeared.

Obviously, these undead are much more powerful.

Feng Jingyou's eyes lit up: "Speed ​​up."

next moment.

Feng Jingyou rushed out of the black fog with her extremely fast speed, but at the same time she was also attacked by the black fog.

The black mist pierced her porcelain white skin with obvious red wounds, and the blood at the corners of her mouth showed that her current condition was not as calm as it seemed.

She slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with one hand, lowered her eyes nonchalantly, and exuded a kind of coldness that kept people at a distance.

"Summon the undead?"

The woman obviously didn't expect Feng Jingyou to force her way out of the black fog in this way, and she even accurately described the magic she used.

In other words, she didn't expect Feng Jingyou to force his way out at the cost of getting injured.

"You are very smart."

The woman made no secret of her praise for Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou curled the corners of his mouth, and quickly formed seals with his hands, just like the woman just now, quickly drawing a complex and obscure pattern, and at the same time used spiritual power to force out the death energy that had invaded his body.

She groaned, but her hands did not stop moving.

The moment the aura of death merged with the pattern, a blinding light appeared, much brighter than the light summoned by the woman in plain clothes earlier.

“You actually learned it.”

The plain-dressed woman had an expression of endless surprise.

It took her many years to learn such a complicated summoning technique, but she didn't expect that this woman could master it so skillfully after just one look.

In an instant, countless undead spirits rushed towards the woman opposite.

"you win."

The woman in plain clothes waved her hand, and all the undead spirits disappeared.

She has been here for hundreds of years, so these undead spirits are naturally no match for her.

"I appreciate you."

She looked at Feng Jingyou, and the previous indifference and hostility in her tone was no longer there.

"You learn quickly, but there is more to necromancy than this."

"You are more suitable to learn the art of summoning spirits than I am. I think I should teach it to you."

She lowered her head, her expression somewhat gloomy.

"Let go of your worries. Some people are not worth your lingering."

"I have been wandering among the human race for so long, just because I don't want to forget."

Feng Jingyou pointed out exactly what she was thinking.

All I can say is that she is a passionate person.

But the infatuation was directed at the wrong person.

The woman opposite suddenly raised her head and looked at Feng Jingyou.

"I hate it. I don't believe there is love in this world. I don't believe in men. So I want every woman who comes here to experience the disgust of love, and every man to be unable to love."

Feng Jingyou looked at her calmly: "What about you?"

"Have you really let it go?"

"Is it obsession or hatred in your heart?"

Feng Jingyou asked one question after another, hitting the heart of the woman opposite.

"Yes, it's an obsession. I think all men deserve to die."

"Until today, I saw what your sweetheart did——"

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