Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

She shook her hand and held the lens, and started to stay. The self in the mirror was broken down a little bit, flesh and blood, and finally... became a pile of dirty meat.

Nothing...ghost...

A light flashed on the lens and hit her head, and then entered the gods.

She remembered everything.

These two names, the former is taken by the right king, and the latter is given by the ghost king.

Even the ghosts are disgusting.

Once the dusty memory was opened, more immediately swarmed and filled her knowledge.

She knows who she is – or what it is.

She is nothing, she is the tens of thousands of creatures who have been caught in the dirtiest mud under the **** pool of Taiyin Mountain, squeezed and dried in the altar, and finally formed a new body with the rotten meat. For it to open the wisdom, reinvented into the appearance of cold jade.

As for the mysterious magic used in the middle, she didn't know and didn't need to know. Because she is nothing, so she does not have a real body, naturally no one can see her true body, the Master's eyes can not do.

At that time, the Promise Ghost King summoned and poured his own thoughts into his body. The memory of connecting Leng Yuyu was also poured in, and the original memory was erased by the way.

Ghost King does this, it is necessary to leave no flaws, so that she really thinks that she is a cold jade - only to deceive herself, can deceive others, after all, to live with Ye Shaoyang, but also face the road, Lin Sansheng these extremely smart Observation of the person.

After that, the Promise Ghost King has been taking her with her side. For the first time, she attacked the Shura community. The Ghost King deliberately went deep into the big battle, letting everyone fall into a big battle, letting everyone think that he can only escape the gods and the body and body of the cold jade. left behind.

What is actually left is her...

As she recalled, the road was speculating on the side. Although she did not know her true body and origins, there was no difference between the truth and the truth.

"This is the ghost king's office. I deceived all of you in Shaoyang. I was suspicious at the time, so I found a chance to ask her... I said before, she showed up. After all, her memory. It was from the Ghost King, and the Ghost King had the memory of Leng Yu, except this paragraph... This also proves that the **** of Lengyu has not been annihilated, but has been suppressed."

After he finished, he continued to stare at Yu Lengyu and said, "So, you are not cold jade, who are you?"

Ghostly looking at her feet, she remembered the process of being created, not to mention others, that is, she herself was disgusting.

Ye Shaoyang thoroughly understood everything, and a heart sank to the bottom of the valley, looking at the ghost and saying: "Since you defrauded my trust, why not kill me?"

"No, my mission is not to kill you, but I have been lurking around you. The ghost king can perceive everything I have experienced through God's thoughts. This is equivalent to knowing your behavior." Ghosted and muttered.

Just like installing a camera on your side... Ye Shaoyang thought bitterly.

If you kill yourself, you will die yourself, and you will not have full control.

Without killing yourself, it’s not just that you, including the Taoist and Ghost Alliance’s actions, are exposed to the ghost king’s line of sight. This is too critical. Perhaps the Ghost King is waiting for an opportunity to use his own fake rhyme. The trust can completely lay out a perfect trap and kill them all...

This is probably the real purpose of the Promise Ghost King.

It’s really the organ counts...

Ghost King's ingenuity is only the top in the three worlds.

Ye Shaoyang can understand all this, but his heart is uncomfortable. He thought that Yan Lengyu had returned to his side, but in the end it was a void... This huge loss that was lost and almost killed him. He even hopes that nothing has happened, and it is better than now.

"So you discussed the plan with me before, let me keep her secret... but since you already know that she is fake, why not tell me at the beginning!"

Ye Shaoyang rushed to the wind.

"I didn't expose it. I wanted to count it. When she designed the trap, she set a trap for her. Maybe she could defeat the ghost king in one fell swoop... but she did not act, but our actions were always exposed. If I don't want it today, Hands-on, tomorrow's ceremony, we can't succeed - Ghost King will not let us smoothly slumber Chi, so we must solve her first."

Ye Shaoyang shouted: "I asked you, why don't you tell me earlier!"

"Tell you, this show can't be played. After all, you get along all day, even if you play it again, there will be a place to show up."

The wind reached out and held his back neck and sighed: "I know this is hard for you to accept, but the truth is this, so... you can do it."

Hands-on? What is the hand?

Ye Shaoyang looked at the wind in confusion, didn't wait for him to speak, and he understood it. He turned to look at the cold jade and said: "You let me kill her?"

"Don't you make a cold jade?"

When it comes to being cold jade...

Ye Shaoyang stares at her. She has the same appearance as a cold jade. Even the characteristics of the subtleties are the same. She has the same personality, even the memory is exactly the same... "But you are not cold jade after all, you are not her..." Said,

"Before today, I thought I was." Ghosted and smiled. "It's really ironic. The memory I rely on for trust is fake."

"You never know the truth?"

"I said, in order to make this all realistic, the ghost king erased my own memory..."

Ye Shaoyang sighed and said with anger: "You are also a victim. Let's go, I won't kill you."

Ghosts stared at him quietly, tears could not stop, and the corners of his mouth twitched because of crying.

"unfortunately."

Ye Shaoyang nodded, it is a pity.

Ghost abandoned: "I am not cold jade, this is a pity, but the most pity... I always love you, even if I am awake now, I still love you, we have been together for so long, whether I am or not Cold jade, I... love you."

Ye Shaoyang shook his heart and looked at her. His mouth lingered for a long time and said: "But..."

"I shouldn't have existed, but not only did it exist, but I also enjoyed a happy time."

She raised her palm and patted it on her head.

"No!"

Ye Shaoyang rushed out, but was dragged by the wind. The ghost abandoned a palm and put it on the forehead. The gods smashed and the body rotted at the speed visible to the naked eye. It fell to the ground and became a pile... Black is like a meaty thing.