"How could I not believe you?" Sikong Xiao shouted without hesitation, the words fell, Sikong Xiao frowned and thought, if it was really like what Sister Huang said, then what did they want to do... No, I must go to the ghost world to find out!

When Sikong Xiao left, he explained carefully to Lifeng Zai, what to pay attention to diet, rest more, and leave those trivial things in the court to Qiu Feiye, don't let Sister Huang bother or anything, Sikong Xiao said to Lifeng one by one like the old mother.

Lifeng looked impatient, but she didn't dare to speak in front of her master, so she had to hang her head and respond with a match, until she sent Sikong Xiao, the great god, away, she returned to normal, and whispered to Sikong Huang:

"Master, the things you explained have been done, and the Yin Spirit Fire Stone has been acquired. ”

Sikong Huang nodded, and took out a white silk cloth from his sleeve, "According to the formation diagram above, in three days, I will see this Hell Great Array appear here." ”

Li Feng bowed down and took it, and Fu couldn't help but wonder, "Master, why do you want to set up this hell array in your bedroom?"

Sikong Huang waved his hand, his eyes were faint, "You don't have to ask, let's do it......"

Lifeng glanced deeply at the thin woman in white in front of him, and silently retreated.

Sikong Huang turned around and walked into his dormitory, turned the pearl on the side of the dragon bed, a hole the size of a wellhead suddenly appeared behind the bed curtain, Sikong Huang walked down the hole with her skirt, and there was a chill inside, and she couldn't help but shiver when she lost her cultivation.

"You're here?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the secret room, and Sikong Huang was not surprised, she raised her eyes to look at the figure sitting in the corner with her legs bent, and replied softly: "Hmm." ”

"She's just... Isn't it outside?"

Sikong Huang stepped forward, his eyes finally adjusting to the dim light here, familiar faces, familiar voices... Or even a familiar breath......

"You look at me like that again, and don't forget, I'm just a stand-in for her. ”

The person in the corner glanced at Sikong Huang, slowly stood up, and took a few steps forward, the night pearl inlaid on the top of the secret room exuded a faint fluorescence, the person's skin was white and warm as jade, and the extraordinarily delicate eyelashes reflected a beautiful shadow under the shimmer of light.

The blue light veil was draped over the body of the person in front of him, damn familiar. Sikong Huang maintained a stiff body and stared at the person in front of him for a while before slowly sitting down on the futon on the side.

The man glanced at Sikong Huang, turned around and walked to the side of the Xuanbing coffin in the center of the secret room, "You shouldn't have brought her here, after I met her, every move, smile will become more and more like her, really at the last moment, are you willing to let a person who is exactly the same as your sister from the inside out die?"

"You're out?" Sikong Huang looked at the man and asked, but his tone was statistic.

"Uh-huh, I'm her doppelganger, and my cultivation is naturally the same as her, your secret room used to trap me, but now if I want to leave, you can't stop me~"

With one hand, the man turned over and sat on the coffin lid, his calves dangling leisurely in the air.

Sikong Huang's eyes were staring at the "Sikong Xiao" in front of him, and there was no temperature in his eyes.

"Sikong Xiao" smiled sideways at Sikong Huang, and then said: "I have the same breath as her, and she doesn't know that there is still me as a stand-in in this world, if I suddenly make a move...... Hmm, I'll do the math... At least sixty percent sure we can kill her!"

After a pause, the man winked playfully at Sikong Huang, "There are not a few examples of stand-ins taking the master throughout the ages, and I don't want to live in this dark small room all day long~~"

"In that case, why didn't you just make a move?"

The man glanced at Sikong Huang, hooked his lips and smiled, and asked instead of answering: "I'm curious, if we fight, can you tell who is the main master?"

Sikong Huang looked at the man without saying a word, the coldness in his clear eyes became heavier and heavier, and when Sikong Huang looked at him like this, the man retracted his gaze in a sneer, and said with some little grievance: "When you look at her... There was never a murderous aura in his eyes......"

After a pause, he couldn't help but whisper: "Alas, it's hard for her to save you even if she fights for her life, do you really think that your soul power is inexhaustible......?"

"What did you say?" Sikong Huang frowned, the man's voice was too low, and without Xiuwei, it was difficult for her to distinguish what the other party said.

"It's nothing, you go out quickly, your lips are frozen purple. ”

Sikong Huang glanced at the other party when he heard this, and the latter shrugged his shoulders, "I'm always her doppelganger, you and I... There is still a bit of blood relationship, so it's not too much to care about, right?"

"You ......" Sikong Huang hesitated for a while, then finally sighed and stood up to leave, "That's it." ”

"Wait. ”

Sikong Huang paused, looked back, the coffin lid was empty, and he turned his head in his heart, only to find that the person appeared in front of him quietly at some point.

The dark eyes that are exactly the same as Sikong Xiao's, and his shadow is clearly reflected in the ink-black pupils, as if he can see everything, so that people dare not look directly.

"Is there something wrong?" Sikong Huang forced himself to look directly into those eyes, and kept convincing himself in his heart that this person was not smiling or ......

The person in front of him hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "Although I created it by you, after all, it is a clone refined with her heart's blood, I can perceive her memories and thoughts, she seems to have some plans to hide from you, and there are many more... A lot... Indescribable memories, those memories don't seem to come from a person... But without exception ... It's all painful. ”

As if remembering those memories, Sikong Huang frowned fiercely as he looked at the person in front of him, covered his ears with his two hands, and squatted on the ground again.

"I want to cry... But don't cry...... Can't cry ......."

Sikong Huang suddenly thought of something, she squatted down and asked eagerly, "Why? Why can't you cry?"

"I don't know, I don't know why...... Memories are buried deep in the soul and cannot be remembered. ”

Sikong Huang's eyes were deep, and the hand resting on his knee was weakly retracted, and finally he stood up with his knees in his hands, dragging his footsteps back and forth, and said as he walked: "I need a little blood from you, I'll get it in three days." ”

In the secret room filled with cold fog behind her, a pair of black eyes gradually dimmed, she stood up and walked to the front of the ice coffin, "It's better to sleep, if you fall asleep, you won't be in pain, death...... It's better to hurry up, maybe that's the real relief. ”

The aftermath echoed in the secret room, the girl in blue had already lay down in the coffin, closed her eyes, and a hot and humid liquid slipped out of the corners of her eyes and fell into her sideburns, her slender fingers wiped the corners of her eyes, the girl opened her eyes again and smiled bitterly, "I'm not her in the end, it feels good to be able to cry." ”

*

Long Smile Peak

Sikong Xiao arrived with the rest of the three major families, and the people of the Moon Palace had already been waiting again, and after the two parties saluted each other, Ming Huasu led everyone into the underground of Changxiao Peak.

Seeing this, Sikong Song couldn't help but joke about his sister, "It's your territory that this is your territory, why do you want others to lead the way now?"