Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

"Who! Who is it!"

Xiao Feng shouted subconsciously, like a mouse that suddenly saw the light in the dark, and looked around in horror.

The place where the voice came from was the several broken corpses scattered on the ground after being blown away by the explosion of Dian San's black ball when Chang Qing and Dian San were fighting.

Countless scarlet tentacles suddenly emerged from one of the ordinary half corpses, wrapped up his broken body, intertwined into his missing limbs and legs, and supported him to stand up.

"What! How is this possible! You! You!"

Xiao Feng couldn't help but exclaim, pointing at the corpse that stood up, his fingers trembling.

The "corpse" that stood up was naked. Under the reflection of the snow light, the boy's body was not particularly tall and strong, but it was very strong, and every muscle contained surging vitality.

His new body was still steaming, and snowflakes fell, turning into drops of water and flowing down.

He cut open the neck with his fingertips and took out a jade pendant. A flash of white light appeared and a bloody robe was put on.

The boy's eyes were blood red, his silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his wolf-like eyes revealed a cold light with an unconcealable sharpness. He turned around and his eyes left a colder arc in the snow.

Who else could it be if not Chang Qing?

"No! Impossible! Who are you! Why? Why are you here! Who are you!"

Xiao Feng took a half step back and couldn't help screaming loudly. He couldn't believe his eyes, and then suddenly woke up and roared.

"This body is fake! Right! You used blood magic to create a corpse that looks exactly like you. You deceived me!"

"Well, it seems that you haven't been completely overwhelmed by the victory in front of you."

As Chang Qing said this, he pressed towards Xiao Feng step by step with an expressionless face.

This chess game has really come to the final moment. The chess players who have never left the field are not only Xiao Feng, but also Chang Qing.

Xiao Feng deceived Chang Qing and Dian San into fighting by faking his death, but he didn't know that all of this was actually calculated by Chang Qing.

Seeing Chang Qing pressing forward step by step, Xiao Feng was completely panicked. He asked with panic and confusion.

"This is impossible! I hid it so deeply! How did you know it!"

Chang Qing just shook his head slightly.

"You really hid it very well. I didn't know whether you were the real person behind the scenes."

As he said, he took out a milky white yellow spirit from the acupoint and said lightly.

"Now you have taken over a useless corpse I left for you. You thought it was exhausted, but in fact it didn't even have any cultivation. I am now in the realm of the Nine Transformations in an Instant. Killing you is as easy as pie. Moreover, I still have the Yuling that can drive the Holy Flesh. The cultivation of the Venerable will all belong to me..."

Looking at Xiao Feng's flickering expression, Chang Qing suddenly grinned, and then clenched his fist.

The precious yellow spirit that can drive the Holy Flesh was crushed by him without hesitation!

"Do you... really want me to say that?"

Xiao Feng's expression froze, and he looked terrified.

"You have strategies and can endure. I once thought that Xiao Bingzhen wanted to take over my body. She was the person behind the scenes, but I never thought that you were hiding in her body. Even I was deceived."

Chang Qing said slowly, but the more he said this, the more frightened Xiao Feng was.

He already knew that Chang Qing was not a superficial person who was too proud to show his happiness. He could say so much but did not take action directly. He must be planning something deeper.

But the current situation made him unable to respond. He could only listen to Chang Qing's statement.

"You are indeed a good abacus. You want to occupy the magpie's nest and use the magpie's trick. But no matter how smart you are and how well you hide yourself, your means and purpose cannot be hidden."

After Chang Qing finished speaking, he said no more.

He did not need to say more, nor did he need to say more. He just looked at Xiao Feng calmly.

He knew what Xiao Feng was thinking at the moment. He must be in a state of palpitations, anxiety, and fear at this moment, and at the same time, he was holding a glimmer of hope in despair.

This feeling was like the few seconds before being beheaded, which was the most torturous.

He did not hate Xiao Feng, nor did he have the slightest pleasure of revenge, nor was he addicted to the joy of the winner. He was just like Xiao Feng, and he needed some time at this moment.

The extra words he could say to Xiao Feng were just a sign of respect for his powerful enemy. After all, Xiao Feng had indeed fooled him once.

But that was all.

Xiao Feng's plan was indeed flawless, and the two cards he hid the most were the most fatal aspects of the plan.

But Chang Qing relied on his foresight, which made it the key to breaking the situation.

Xiao Feng's first trump card was that he deliberately released the puppet to confuse people, Ling Yuwenyong, and the Huang Ling who could drive the holy flesh.

As early as the first time he used the green blood to destroy the Huang Ling who could control the holy flesh in his previous life, Chang Qing discovered the clue.

He had the terrifying vision of the evil saint of Baihua, and he noticed that there was something wrong with the Huang Ling at the first time.

When the green blood destroyed the Huang Ling, Chang Qing was proud to sense the essence of the Huang Ling. Although it was a little different from the ordinary synesthesia, it was very similar. Although many imperial spirits used to drive objects were also similar to the essence of synesthesia, Chang Qing still thought of another possibility.

Synesthesia, as the name suggests, as long as one of the two people using a pair of synesthesia injects his thoughts into it, the other person can also sense it instantly.

At that time, Chang Qing guessed that maybe the Yellow Spirit could not drive the Holy Flesh at all, and there was someone else who drove the Holy Flesh, but he was hiding behind the scenes, waiting for the person who used the Yellow Spirit to pass on the idea, and then drove the Holy Flesh, playing a double act?

What is the best way to protect the real treasure?

Of course, it is safest to put a fake one in the open and make everyone believe that it is real.

Xiao Feng's method is not bad. Ling Yuwenyong and the so-called Yellow Spirit who can drive the Holy Flesh are the best means for him to hide himself.

If you can't see through this layer, then all the plots that Chang Qing has made around the Holy Flesh will be in vain, because it will only make wedding clothes for the person behind the scenes.

Looking at Xiao Feng who was stiffly staring at him without saying a word, Chang Qing's voice was quite appreciative.

"You are indeed very powerful. You are the most difficult opponent I have ever met. Although you have spent hundreds of years to set up this winning situation, it is undeniable that the obstacles you have brought to me are greater than those I faced when I faced a certain evil master."

Speaking of this, Chang Qing shook his head with regret.

"But just as you firmly believe that your Nine-Turn Reverse Life Method will not fail, I also firmly believe in my own judgment. So after I killed Xiao Bingzhen, who was possessed by you, I found that the holy flesh was still being driven. I was sure that the real person behind the scenes was not dead. It's just that I didn't expect that the real person behind the scenes was hiding in Xiao Bingzhen's body..."

If it was just seeing through Xiao Feng's double act that could break the situation, Chang Qing would never give him such a high evaluation. The reason why Chang Qing felt that Xiao Feng was so difficult was because Xiao Feng had a hidden method that could make him invincible.

But this life has also been cracked by Chang Qing.