822 Illusions
It's just that when his arms were about to touch Chen Xin's body, he saw Chen Xin's palm directly slapped on He Yong's forehead.
With this palm, Chen Xin naturally didn't use all his strength.
Otherwise, under the palm of his hand, I am afraid that He Yong would have died a long time ago.
Chen Xin's palm slapped out, making He Yong's whole body stumble, and then fell to the ground.
But because of this, the madness in He Yong's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of clarity.
"I ......"
He Yong came to his senses, with a look of surprise on his face at this moment.
"What just happened?"
Chen Xin frowned, his eyes fixed on He Yong, "Why do you look like you've lost your mind." ”
As soon as these words came out, He Yong's body couldn't help but tremble.
Recalling the scene that happened just now, a touch of fear suddenly appeared in He Yong's heart.
He hurriedly jumped up from the ground, his eyes with a look of fear that could not be concealed, scanning back and forth around, and at the same time said: "Here, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!"
"Ghosts?"
He Yong's words made Chen Xin's brows furrow deeper and deeper.
He snorted lightly, and then said, "Where did the ghost come from in this world? Don't scare yourself! Tell me honestly, what happened before!"
When he said this, a shocking momentum burst out from Chen Xin's body, and then shrouded He Yong's body.
Under the suppression of Chen Xin's momentum, the horror in He Yong's heart couldn't help but ease slightly.
He swallowed his saliva, his expression was no longer as crazy as before, but his eyes were still quickly scanning the surroundings, and he said softly: "I followed behind you just now, and somehow, your figure suddenly disappeared without a trace." ”
Chen Xin didn't speak, just quietly looked at He Yong in front of him.
As for what He Yong said, his figure disappeared without a trace unconsciously, Chen Xin was not surprised.
He Yong, who was just now, obviously fell into some kind of illusion, and even at the beginning, even Chen Xin didn't notice it.
If it weren't for Chen Xinxin's divine sense to find He Yong's whereabouts later, it is estimated that He Yong would have turned into a corpse by now.
What Chen Xin cares about is what He Yong did before
Is the illusion in this place a natural itinerary, or is it man-made?
Chen Xin didn't forget the feeling of being watched in his heart before.
Where did He Yong know what Chen Xin was thinking, and he still said to himself at this moment: "After you disappeared at that time, I was still a little surprised, who knew that the next moment, the scene around here suddenly changed greatly, and I came directly to a pool of blood." ”
Recalling the scene at that time, He Yong was still a little afraid of the abnormality, "The blood pool is extremely smelly, and it is full of corpses! I even saw those corpses, stood up from the blood pool, and pounced on me one by one!"
"I see. ”
Chen Xin nodded, and a hint of realization rose in his heart.
No wonder He Yong was so crazy, his hands were constantly waving, it turned out that he had encountered such a thing in the illusion.
"Now you know that it's all fake. ”
Chen Xin snorted lightly and said lightly: "You have fallen into an illusion. Fortunately, I found out in time, otherwise you must have become a madman or a corpse because of your mental turmoil. ”
He Yong was silent, but he did not deny what Chen Xin said.
In his heart, at this moment, a touch of gratitude involuntarily rose to Chen Xin.
Chen Xin didn't care about He Yong's thoughts, and after saying a few words lightly, Chen Xin didn't continue to move forward, but walked to the place where He Yong was standing, and his eyes quickly scanned around.
The surroundings were still the same as before, and there didn't seem to be anything abnormal, but Chen Xin's eyes narrowed at this moment.
He suddenly saw that on the ground where He Yong was standing, there was actually a silver needle.
This silver needle is quite small, and if you don't look closely, I'm afraid you won't find it at all.
"Silver Needle ......"
Chen Xin seemed to understand something, and walked directly to He Yong's side at this moment, and said in a deep voice: "Lift your feet up for me to see." ”
"My feet?"
Chen Xin's words made He Yong stunned.
Although he was extremely surprised in his heart, He Yong did not refuse at this moment, and raised his right foot as Chen Xin said.
A touch of essence burst out from Chen Xin's eyes at this moment.
Because at this moment, Chen Xin clearly saw that on the soles of He Yong's feet, there was another incomparably delicate wound.
I'm afraid that even He Yong himself didn't find out about this.
"In this way, I am afraid that the reason why He Yong fell into such an illusion is because of this silver needle. ”
Chen Xintou muttered secretly, "Silver needle, it can't be that it appeared like this for no reason. If that's what you say...... I am afraid that the various visions here are not naturally formed, but man-made!"
A chilling murderous intent crossed Chen Xin's eyes.
That feeling of peeping, there is no doubt that someone must be hiding in the shadows.
This person is friend or foe, otherwise, he would not have done anything to He Yong.
As for why he took the lead in making a move on He Yong, Chen Xin can understand.
After all, persimmons have to pick up the soft ones to pinch and pick up their strength, He Yong is weaker than him, I don't know how many times.
"I'm going to see how long you're going to hide. ”
Chen Xin sneered and took a breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.
He closed his eyes again.
The divine consciousness began to permeate him at this moment, and swept away as it swept around.
Under the glance of this divine sense, Chen Xin quickly noticed something unusual.
Not far to their right, a figure was hiding behind a completely dilapidated tree, staring at them with a dead eye.
"Sure enough, there are people. ”
Seeing this scene, the corners of Chen Xin's mouth couldn't help revealing a sneer.
Before, he felt that someone was peeping in secret, but he didn't find the figure of the peeping person, and now under the sweep of his divine sense, he finally let the other party show his feet.
A cold glint flashed in Chen Xin's eyes.
The next moment, Chen Xin didn't hesitate, took a step, and suddenly rushed towards the figure.
In the midst of the sprint, he did not disperse his divine sense, but still used his divine sense to firmly lock on to the figure.
Chen Xin knew very well that this guy who was hidden in it was probably very good at the art of transfiguration, and if he removed his divine sense, he might not be able to discover this guy.
Under the lock of his divine sense, Chen Xin rushed to the figure hiding behind the tree almost instantly.
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