Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Drunkard

'As a member of the Six Quicksands of the Hidden Order, you were born with a terrifying talent for illusion!'

'With the red pupils of the Red Spirit, you can build an illusion world in a very short period of time, and easily destroy a person's mental defenses.

Even if you have a high level of cultivation and are stronger than you, if you don't have special training for your soul and spirit, you will be forcibly hypnotized by you, enter the illusion world you have constructed, and be intoxicated. ’

'Ordinary monks and warriors are like naked walking lambs in front of you, and they can only be slaughtered by you. ’

'In the dark world,

Your name as Chong Xizi is a taboo name in the minds of many powerful bigwigs, and you are also the guest of many hidden bigwigs. You use illusion hypnosis to heal their deep problems and interrogate them for information. ’

'But all of this is already ......the past'

'During an attempt at a new type of illusion, the world you built was so illusory that it corrupted your will. ’

'Your subconscious mind is lost in the world of false psychedelic illusions, and your will is turned upside down.

Unable to distinguish the difference between truth and falsehood, you gradually go crazy......'

'In the midst of self-destruction and struggle, you can no longer control yourself, and in the chaos and disorder of your consciousness, you use illusions to the limit, enveloping countless cities, silently causing thousands of people to die in the illusion.

It's a monstrous massacre!'

'After you have gone on a mad destroying dynasties, you have offended another powerful illusionist, Bart the Illusion.

Confused, you are defeated by Bart, and in order to temporarily avoid the limelight and regain your subconscious mind, you choose to self-exile......

However, Phantom Bart did not let you go, for the sake of defending against strong enemies, and for your own sake.

You must reawaken your true will and reshape your sleeping self from chaos and nothingness. ’

On the second floor of the restaurant,

Li Xuankong clenched his hands and calmly listened to the sudden cold electronic synthesis sound in his mind.

[Warning: Once the random villain identity is generated, it will be valid forever.] The convenience of identity is also equal to the risks that come with it. 】

[Warning: Every time an identity is randomly generated, the crisis caused by the identity must be completely resolved.]

The system will issue rewards based on how similar the host is to the new identity!]

[Warning: A temporal mosaic conflict has occurred, and the identity has been automatically merged into the unknown space.] 】

"Awesome!"

The cold electronic synthesis voice ended in a low voice, and Li Xuankong sighed for the first time.

"It seems that this identity has really made a fortune. ”

If this identity is really as awesome as it is introduced, then the crisis of the Holy Spirit Sect that he is facing now is not worth mentioning!

Just from the words of the system, Li Xuankong felt that this identity was completely different from all the power systems he knew now, in other words, this was a completely new power system!

As far as the Heavenly Desolate Continent where Li Xuankong is located is concerned, it is unheard of such an illusion that can make a country annihilated!

It's simply a dimensionality reduction strike!

"Directly generate identity, inherit everything of the villain's identity, the system is really powerful!"

An excitement flashed in Li Xuankong's eyes,

"It's just, this lost self?" Li Xuankong hadn't reacted yet,

Suddenly, a large stream of information about Chong Xizi frantically poured into his mind.

As a Chong Xizi when he was proud, rampant, proud, and painful.

Not....!!!

He clutched his head frantically, lowered his body, and let out a painful wail.

The pictures, the memories, were like carving knives, constantly carving into his mind.

"Miko!"

Seeing Li Xuankong suddenly wailing, Yu Yan was shocked and stepped forward to check it out.

"Don't come here, I'm fine. ”

Li Xuankong waved his hand and roared to stop.

He raised his head, and his normally normal eyes had become a little cloudy at the moment, flashing a hint of red light from time to time.

Yu Yan inadvertently saw Li Xuankong's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

That red light seems to have a kind of magic.

"Red Eyes ......"

Li Xuankong muttered to himself, the red spirit red pupil from Chong Xizi was faintly launching illusions, not only wanting to pull Li Xuankong into the illusion world again, but also wanting to immerse the people Li Xuankong was facing in the illusion world.

Because Chong Xizi's consciousness is out of control, the current Red Spirit Red Pupil is not completely controlled by Li Xuankong.

"Goo-goo...."

Raising his head and drinking the liquor in his hand in one gulp, Li Xuankong slowly regained his senses, and his mind shifted back and forth between chaos and Qingming.

"Drinking.... Drinking alcohol keeps me conscious......"

Li Xuankong whispered,

"Serve again!"

Soon, the restaurant continued to serve a lot of good wine, and Li Xuankong was sluggling and drinking while thinking of countermeasures.

His body soon smelled of alcohol.

"Is this a fight against poison?"

Drunk and confused, Li Xuankong's body already had a natural reaction, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. ”

"It's time to go to Cher's ceremony......."

"Let's go, let's go, there is wine today, I am drunk today, I will be sad tomorrow, I will be sad tomorrow!"

I asked the store for the best wine gourd spirit vessel, which is convenient to carry with the wine.

Li Xuankong staggered out of the restaurant, still pouring wine in his mouth.

Yu Yan followed behind him without saying much. He keenly felt that his lord was a little different from before.

The moment they looked at each other before, he had a creepy sense of crisis.

Although it is very subtle, Li Xuankong seems to have changed in his perception... It's become more dangerous.....

Although as the Divine Son of the Holy Spirit Sect, it is normal to have a dangerous aura on his body, but this time, Yu Yan felt more of a strange dangerous aura, as if there was some great terror on Li Xuankong's body!

Of course, for him, this is a good thing.

The stronger the allegiance, the more promising they are.

....

"Hahahaha, you're my little apple......."

"The end of the world is my love......"

Li Xuankong was on the wide road of Flame City, pouring wine and humming some Internet divine comedy from his previous life.

He may really want to get drunk once.

Coming to the other world was not his original wish, and the total amount of his previous life was like an illusion world, and he was immersed in memories in the middle of the night.

"I really want to live another 500 years!"

Ignoring the discussive eyes of passers-by, Li Xuankong was like a drunkard who was playing drunken madness.

Today's Flame City is indeed very lively. The already crowded streets are full of travelers from all over the world.

The daughter of the flame settled down and the ceremony, invited guests, and feasted heroes.

With the respect of gold-level forces, countless small forces naturally dare not slack off, even if they are far away, they are not far away.

What's more, the daughter of the An family has not yet had a marriage contract, and there is an endless stream of young Tianjiao heroes from major forces.

In case he came to be favored by this daughter of the An family this time, wouldn't it be an extra backer of a gold-level force.

In front of the An's Flame Palace, there were people dressed in luxurious clothes everywhere, and between going in and out, a drunkard staggered to the front of the An's Flame Palace.

Li Xuankong arrived.