As the Demon Lord, the Ghost Mountain is their territory. This is known to the three realms, and few people set foot in the ghost mountain. For a clan, it is already rare, especially the spirit power of the demon clan is not high, which is also a good place to go.

What Yan Mo felt in his heart, Heng Zhi didn't understand, he didn't like to associate with his fellow clansmen, and he didn't like to communicate.

Therefore, the whole temple was so lifeless that even he couldn't stay any longer, and these were another story, and the people who left the city alone were really innocent.

"Hopeless. Heng Zhi clenched her brows and held the dagger, not daring to retreat without entering, and the two were in such a stalemate.

Once the illusion is recognized, it will disperse, and the illusions of Luo Qianji and Lan Yu and others will also disappear. The main hall stood there unharmed, and where there was the slightest sign of collapse, everything was just an illusion.

"I originally thought that as long as you didn't step out of this hall, I would kill you directly, but fortunately you are different from those people. "Yan Mo was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and she looks quite aura, but she is too sick and gloomy.

The smile on his face hints that he will take a knife from behind and take your dog's head straight at the next moment.

"I, like all men, am only a mortal man of the flesh, no different from the people who have left the city. ”

The emotions between the various races are not the same, Heng Zhi thought about it carefully, whether it is the demon clan or the demon clan, those who kill innocents indiscriminately are all foreign races, and what life is precious to them, they will only feel that only their own life is precious.

"But you...... It's not a bodhisattva-minded person. Yan Mo let go of the dagger and let Heng Zhi put the dagger against his throat. Yan Mo's slender index finger, which seemed to be able to pierce the skin, was against Heng Zhi's heart, and every word was like a magic sound.

"In your heart, don't you just think that as long as you live, the lives of others have nothing to do with you, what are you thinking of when you say these righteous words to this gentleman now? ”

Although Yan Mo's mouth is poisonous, what he said is true. Leaving the city is equivalent to the task of fighting monsters and upgrading in Heng Zhi's opinion.

Don't say that leaving the city, Fu Yan and even Shen Jianqing are NPCs on her way to clear the customs in her eyes. Strictly speaking, she travels between the first and second worlds, and it is really just a game.

Heng Zhi blinked and replied calmly: "That's it, if I don't live, what does the next thing have to do with me." ”

What she experienced was just a plot, and what she saw and heard was just a transformation of words. Even Yan Mo is just a character in the author's pen.

What she has to do is to change the original tragic fate of the protagonist, change her life against the sky, and finish another way, that's all.

Yan Mo didn't expect Heng Zhi to answer like this, he was stunned for a moment, turned his fingertips in the direction of his fingertips, and turned into a spear.

With a flick of his fingertips, the spear flew behind Heng Zhi: "Oh, since that's the case, Ben Jun is not welcome, and he will accept the life of the little boy of Lan Yu, just because Ben Jun is short of a puppet by his side." ”

The word blue rain exploded in Heng Zhi's ears, and she hurriedly turned her head to look back, the dantian was sealed and could not use spiritual power, even if she was a world sprint champion, it could not be compared to the spiritual power that flashed like a flash of inspiration.

Lan Yu ran up from under the steps with the sword of affection, and it was easy to find Heng Zhi, but before he could say anything, a spear stabbed at his life, and once he was hit, he would definitely die.

"Blue Rain!" Heng Zhi's heart-rending cry resounded over the palace, even if these people were just NPCs, but to watch them die in front of his eyes, Heng Zhi couldn't do this.

Even if you play the game to clear the level, the characters still have to shed a few tears for the people who need death sensibility for the plot, not to mention being in it, at least for now, they are flesh and blood lives.

Seeing that Lan Yu was about to die on the spot, when the spear was only a stone's throw away from Lan Yu, a spiritual light wrapped around Lan Yu's whole body, bounced off the fatal blow, and Lan Yu was also shocked and fell down the steps, and the spiritual light on his body also dissipated.

It's a wooden bracelet enchantment!

As soon as Heng Zhi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Mo sneered: "You are far smarter than Ben Jun thought, but the wooden bracelet enchantment can only be used once, you have no spiritual power now, how can you protect him?"

"What the hell do you want, even if you don't have spiritual power, I can still kill you!"

Lan Yu was pulled down by her, and since this is the case, she has to save Lan Yu's life no matter what.

"You seem to want to keep that child, but what to do, the more you try to protect him, the more you want him to die. ”

He cracked his mouth and smiled, his smile was weird and eerie, Heng Zhi didn't know why: "Why?"

Yan Mo seemed to be targeting Heng Zhi from beginning to end, Heng Zhi stared at the man who was pressed to the ground by her, even if she was about to see through him, she didn't see any familiarity with this person, didn't this person still have any entanglements with the original owner?

"Benjun just wants to see you suffer, as long as you are in pain, Benjun is happy, your heart is cold, what are you most afraid of? ”

Yan Mo's words were like a demon from hell who asked for his life, and Heng Zhi's thousands of words were blocked in his heart, and he didn't even have the heart to scold him. The terrifying thing about the demon is that it can spy on people's hearts.

This is also the basis for them to create illusions, to spy on people's hearts, to create illusions of joy or fear in the hearts of others, to make people lose their minds and be controlled by them. Immortal cultivators are the most taboo and unquiet, but how many people are truly completely fearless?

Even if it were Shen Jianqing, she would most likely be trapped by Ye Chongyun's illusion, not to mention her, a cultivation rookie.

"You don't have a murderous heart, as long as you get here...... If you are willing to turn back, I can beg my senior brother to let you go back to the Ghost Mountain, where you belong, where your people are, and where your home is. ”

Things have come to this point, when Fu Yan and they rush over, either you die or I live, but somehow, until I have no choice, Heng Zhi doesn't want Yan Mo to die.

This thought flashed through Heng Zhi's mind, and he felt a sigh in his heart, wait, this is not the way the original owner of the Holy Mother has always done things! No matter what the reason, the people who left the city have indeed wandered away because Yan Mo has become a puppet.

Those people can't live, and they don't count as dead, they exist in the world like the living dead, and Yan Mo did this, so there is no argument.

"Don't bother you, maybe your friends will be able to break free from the illusion and come over. If you really want to say that sin deserves death, that child carries no less human life than me, a heinous demon. ”

Yan Mo looked at Lan Yu who was thrown into the distance with a smile, and his eyes were different, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Heng Zhi saw Lan Yu for the first time, she knew that this person was uncertain, and the murderous aura in her body fluctuated greatly, but she never found a chance to ask.

"What did you say?"