After participating in the metaphysical variety show, I exploded

Hearing the phrase "So it's you", Yan Yu was startled for a while.He and this ignorance have never met before, why the tone of the ignorance is like seeing an old acquaintance.

But immediately after, a large number of strange memories poured into his mind like a flood.

A young man with a clean temperament in a blue Taoist robe, a pair of peach blossom eyes that look forward to radiance, a marriage letter sprinkled with gold on a red background, a half-burned dragon and phoenix candle... The young man walked out of the dilapidated Taoist temple with a mahogany sword on his back, and walked along the damaged stone steps. Going down to the green hills... The boy's eyes were closed tightly, his clothes were messy, and the marks on his inner thighs were so bright red that they were about to bleed...

That is... Le Qi Nian?

This is again...whose memory?

Boundless pain penetrated into Yan Yu's limbs and bones, and he felt that every inch of his bones seemed to be about to burst.A cold and sinister aura gushed out of his body, sweeping the surrounding space like an out-of-control storm.

That seems to be... his memory?

He remembered.Before he became Yan Yu, he had another identity.He is the product of countless ghosts and evil spirits devouring each other.He had a marriage contract with Le Qinian, he followed Le Qinian to leave Xuanqing Temple, traveled around, and met many people - Jun Niyun, Shen Qian, Francis...

Later, Le Qinian and ignorance died together, and it was he who dissipated his cultivation so that Le Qinian would not be dissipated, but reincarnated after twelve Jiazi.In order to follow Le Qinian, he also re-entered reincarnation, reincarnated as a human being, and had the name Yan Yu.

He doesn't remember the past, but his bloodthirsty instincts never go away.Whenever something happens to him or someone close to him, the instinct sleeping in his body will wake up briefly to hunt and kill those who are hostile to them.

Only now did he understand why he felt so familiar when he first met Le Qinian...they were supposed to be the closest people in the world.

And the person in front of him—Jun Xiuyan, or Wuming, actually told him that Le Qinian was dead.

That's a lie.Whether Le Qinian is alive or dead, Yan Yu knows better than anyone else.There is an invisible connection between them, and if Le Qinian dies, he will be the first person in the world to know.Ignorance is just bluffing to say that.

But there was still an unspeakable anger in his heart.The person he cherishes the most in this world is regarded as nothing by others, how can this not make him burn with anger?

Yan Yu's whole body has been enveloped by evil spirit, only a pair of bright red pupils are still clearly discernible.While the evil spirit tore his body apart, it also quickly reorganized his flesh and blood.The pain of being reborn like this is no less than a burning fire, but he insisted on holding back.

He stood up from the wheelchair and took a shaky step, as if adapting to this brand new body.

Anger turned into a majestic evil spirit and attacked Wuming.The latter had no time to dodge, was hit in the chest by the evil spirit, and took a few steps back in embarrassment.The evil spirit surrounded his body, holding him tightly like a giant dark palm, while constantly tightening its strength.

If this continues, I'm afraid the bones will be crushed...!

If it was at the peak of his power 700 years ago, even Yan Yu and Le Qinian could only draw with him.But he lost his body and was sealed for more than [-] years. In addition, it took a lot of spiritual power to replace his body repeatedly. Now he seems to be stretched to face even Yan Yu.

That's why he wanted to create a perfect body for himself.Human Gu will absorb the strength of its competitors during the refining process, and the spiritual power he consumes can be recovered from human Gu.

He chose Zheng Zhaoyu, whose birthday horoscope most suited him, and tried every means to make him a human gu.Unexpectedly, Le Qinian also came to this era, making all his efforts come to naught.

If he dies with his body, he will also be scattered with his soul.Unless you escape before your body is completely dead, and rely on other puppets...

Wuming's eyes darkened, and despite the rattling of bones all over his body, a cold smile appeared on his face: "Just crush this body, if I die, Jun Xiuyan will die too! The Jun family The descendant of your direct line died at your hands, Le Qinian... he must be very happy!"

Yan Yu stopped in his tracks.A gleam of clarity flashed through the brain that was flooded with anger.Jun Xiuyan is Le Qinian's friend and Jun Niyun's descendant. If he dies, Le Qinian will be very sad.

Yan Yu didn't know Jun Xiuyan well, but he didn't want Le Qinian to be sad.

Seeing that Yan Yu was no longer approaching, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Wuming's mouth.

It is indeed a wise move to occupy the body of Jun's family. How could they dare to do anything to him?

Just entangled with Yan Yu for a long time, it won't do him any good.Frequent replacements weakened his spiritual power based on experience, not to mention that dealing with Vincenzo and those two girls also consumed a lot of strength.

He wants to return to the world in the painting as soon as possible!

The moment Yan Yu was distracted, a white light suddenly rose from the body of Jun Xiuyan, who was surrounded by evil spirit.It circled several times above Jun Xiuyan's head, then disappeared straight through the floor.

At the same time, Jun Xiuyan's limbs were hanging down, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and he was completely raised, like a puppet with a broken thread.

Yan Yu made a gesture.The evil spirit around Jun Xiuyan dissipated.He fell to the ground weakly, and if his chest was not still heaving, he would have looked like a dead man.

As long as you're still alive, it's fine.Yan Yu thought grimly.

His eyes wandered around in the study, and finally fell on the Bogu shelf.

According to the news sent by Altman, the mechanism to open the entrance of the secret room is on the bogu shelf.

He touched every antique on the shelf until he came across a vase.He turned the vase around, and with the rumbling sound of rubbing stones, the entrance to the secret chamber was revealed.

Yan Yu staggered into the secret passage and slowly descended the stone steps, as if walking from the world into the underworld.

With every step, the muscles and bones of the whole body are moaning.This body is still too weak.There is really no way, this is the price he paid for being reincarnated as a human.

He wanted to stop and rest countless times, but when he thought that Le Qinian was in the secret room, he gritted his teeth and started walking again.He had already lost Le Qinian once, and finally reunited, he never wanted to lose Le Qinian again.

There was a portrait hanging at the end of the secret room, and the all-too-familiar young man showed Yan Yu a smile that was not a smile.

Yan Yu walked to the painting and pressed the frame.Le Qinian in the painting is vivid, but Yan Yu's attention falls on the background behind him.

In the chaotic world in the background stood a person vaguely, with his back to Yan Yu.But even so, Yan Yu could still recognize him.

"Xiao Le..." Yan Yu's voice was hoarse.

"The heaven and the earth are yellow and yellow, the light of the sun and the moon. The movement of the five elements, the four directions of fire. The fire is red in the sky and the earth, and the god of fire. The real fire in the sky, the flames fly into the sky..."

Le Qinian made seals with both hands, and recited "Vulcan Blessing".With the chanting like a bell, bright streams of fire appeared from the air, turning into the shape of dragons and snakes, engulfing the zombies that kept coming in one after another.

The fiery wind lingers around Le Qinian, his hair dances wildly with it, and the golden light in his peach blossom eyes is like a god who descended from the sky.

The zombies were burned into coke in an instant, and their twisted limbs were turned into powder in the flames.

After cleaning up the zombies at the bottom of the pit, Le Qinian did not stop chanting, but put his fingers together and pointed towards the sky.Under his command, the flame continued to rise, turning into a sharp arrow and shooting straight at the strange clouds in the sky.

The space vibrated accordingly, and invisible ripples spread in all directions.The torrent of flames burned a gap in the sky.It kept expanding, and through that gap, Le Qinian saw the scene of Jun's underground secret room on the other side.

It seems that the exit of the world in this painting is above.Le Qinian observed the surrounding terrain. With the help of the spell to reduce gravity, he should be able to jump into the gap, right?

Just when he was about to chant the mantra, a white light suddenly poured into the gap.Undisguised malice came to his face.The white light fell into the bottom of the pit, rose again, and condensed into a distorted human shape.It has no facial features, its face is churning like boiling water, its whole body is hunched over, and it seems to be in great pain.

Le Qinian stared at the white human figure, the corners of his mouth slightly curved: "I never thought you would be so weak, ignorant."

The white figure raised its head and made a mechanically emotionless voice: "Where is Zheng Zhaoyu?"

"Has been swallowed by this world. Because he wanted to escape."

A contemptuous laugh came from the white human figure's throat: "Sure enough, he's just an insect. Insufficient and resourceful. Forget it, he's just a backup. With you here, what more Zheng Zhaoyu do I need?"

Le Qinian had no affection for Zheng Zhaoyu, but at this moment he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic towards him.I am afraid that until his death, Zheng Zhaoyu still believed that his status in the mind of the master was special, and that he was the unique disciple chosen by the master.But how could he have imagined that he was no different from an ant in the eyes of ignorance.He is just one of thousands of people who have been persecuted by ignorance.

"You want to take my body?" Le Qinian asked.

"You stand out among many psychics, and you are qualified to become a human gu. I didn't expect my years of research to be realized on you." Wuming smiled even more, "I really want to know if I appear in your face In front of 'him', what expression will 'him' have!"

"Who are you talking about 'he'?" Le Qinian paused and narrowed his eyes.

Wuming sneered twice, but did not answer the question.But Le Qinian had guessed a lot from his attitude.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can be threatened by ignorance.After thinking about it, there is only...

——Is Yan Yu here too?What is he here for?

Yan Yu is not in good health, so he is no match for Wuming.With a perverted personality like ignorance that loves to torture others, could it have been...

Le Qinian couldn't help clenching his fists.Why was Yan Yu involved in the matter between him and Wuming?

He bit his finger and wrote quickly in the air.Where the finger passed, the blood was suspended in the air, forming a bright red talisman.

After finishing the last stroke, the talisman burst out with dazzling golden light.Le Qinian pointed forward, and the golden light turned into thousands of sharp swords, shooting towards the faceless white figure like raindrops.

A violent explosion resounded through the bottom of the pit.The smoke and dust all over the sky obscured the line of sight.

Le Qi has not had time to investigate the life and death of ignorance in the past few years.He didn't want to waste a second, and directly recited "The Curse of Raising the Wind".

"The wind came out of Genjiao, and the households lined up their troops. Xunfang walked forward, and the wind was fierce. Everything is believed, and the palace of Kanzhen..."

The gust of wind wrapped his body, and he became as light as a feather.He looked up at the gap in the air, kicked his feet, jumped onto the wall of the pit, and kicked again with the help of the point of strength, and flew towards the crack under the support of the gust of wind.

The scene of the secret room is getting closer and closer, and Le Qinian only needs to stretch his arms to pass through the gap and return to the real world.

Seeing that it was only a few inches away, something suddenly wrapped around his ankle.

He looked down and saw countless bones rising from the bottom of the pit, forming a tower of bones.Standing on the top of the tower was the white figure without even a face.Countless pale arms climbed onto Le Qinian's body, dragging him down desperately.

Le Qinian stretched out his hand towards the gap.

It's only a little bit short, and he can leave the world in the painting with a few points higher.

But his body continued to fall under the drag of the white bones, and Wuming's low-pitched laughter sounded from behind, piercing his eardrums with pain.

Suddenly, a hand protruded from the gap.

That hand was entwined by the turbulent black air, like an evil ghost's claw stretching out from hell, but it didn't make people feel terrible.

On the contrary, that black air made Le Qinian feel very familiar.

In his memory, he had fought side by side with the same black gas countless times, and he had also been surrounded by the same black gas countless times in the dark night without stars and moon.

"Is...is it you...?"

No mistake, this sinister aura is exactly the same as the ghost daughter-in-law in memory.

Could it be that at this critical moment of life and death, the ghost wife finally found him?

A bit late, but the timing is right!

Le Qinian smiled and grabbed that hand.

As soon as the other party exerted force, Le Qinian felt his world spinning, and then with a "plop", he fell into the underground secret room.

But he didn't hit the cold and hard floor, but fell on someone, so he wouldn't fall in a mess.

The person he used as a cushion was surrounded by such a sinister black air that he couldn't even see his face clearly, only a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him intently.

Le Qinian no longer cared about his image, and hugged the person who was surrounded by black air.

"You have found me!"

The man also wrapped his arms around his back and hugged him tightly.That person's touch was as cold as a corpse, but Le Qinian didn't care.He had a lot of things he wanted to say to the ghost wife, if it weren't for the fact that this occasion was not suitable for reminiscing about the past, he might have already held the ghost wife's hand and started to reminisce about the past.

"I found... you..." the man surrounded by black air whispered.

This voice—inexplicably familiar.

Le Qinian propped up his body, staring at the person under him in surprise.

The black air dissipated slowly, revealing a pale and handsome face, with blood-red eyes facing his four, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Le Qinian was stunned.

"Director Yan? Why are you?"

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Wuming: MD, don't show your favor in front of me, isn't it a hobby?