Counting up, it is only a month before Yan Ning's deadline, although this time is very vague, but in the past few days, Yan Ning can already feel that his soul is faintly dissipating. 1. Reading a book?? ? ?· ｙ?Ｋ?Ａ Ｎ?Ｓ Ｈ?Ｕ?· ＣＯＭ

Especially after being disturbed by Weng Wu's immortal consciousness last time, Yan Ning's sense of oppression became more and more serious.

Back then, the soul was destroyed by the black impermanence Fan Wushu's whip, and his master Fang Shitian forcibly recaptured this soul from Fan Wusuo's hands, in order to let Yan Ning concentrate on staying by his side to study, Fang Shitian hid Yan Ning's soul, but before he could tell Yan Ning the whereabouts of his soul, he was captured by Fan Wusuo.

After Yan Ning stepped into the fairyland, he found that this world was far from being as simple as he imagined, the fairyland was very strong, and it had been out of the realm of mortals, but it was definitely not the strongest realm, otherwise the black impermanence Fan was helpless, and the ten yin handsomes of the underworld, how should they explain it?

If the Immortal Realm was the strongest realm, Yan Ning should have been able to find a way to enter the Underworld, defeat Fan Wuxu, and save Fang Shitian, but until now, he had never heard of any news that an immortal could enter the Underworld to rob people.

Could it be said that Fan Wusu was even more powerful than the fairyland? But if this was the case, Li Muyi was just a mortal back then, how could he hit Fan Wusu hard?

This is very contradictory, even Yan Ning can't figure it out, but at this time this is not something he needs to think about, what he needs to consider now is the book in front of him.

"Aren't you surprised?" Weng Wu said, "As long as I go down with this sword, the book will be scattered from my soul, and you Yan Ning will no longer have the power to return to the sky!"

The white tiger said: "Isn't it ridiculous that you just grabbed someone and said that it was Yan Ning's soul?"

Yan Ning said coldly: "Senior White Tiger...... I'm afraid this book is really my soul??? ?? ?? TO SEE ?BOOK BOOK?·Y K A?N SHU·COM"

When Yu Yanhan stabbed Shuli's body just now, Yan Ning's spirit was also in a trance, and with Weng Wu's reminder, Yan Ning felt more and more that this Shuli in front of him was his own soul.

"Don't believe it?" Weng Wu snorted coldly, reaching out and tearing off the mist on Shuli's face, revealing his true colors.

The resolute expression seemed to be engraved between his eyebrows, this was a face exactly the same as Yan Ning, the only difference from Yan Ning was that Yan Ning's eyes were full of confidence, while Shuli's eyes were timid, when Weng Wu exposed his face, Shuli couldn't help but cover his face, looking extremely inferior, like a street rat exposed to the sun.

"Really...... It's really your soul!" said the white tiger in surprise.

At the moment when he saw Shuli's true face, Yan Ning was also very sure of Shuli's identity.

It seems that Fang Shitian hid the book, and Guan Zixuan found him and kept him by his side, wanting to be the last hole card, but who knew that Guan Zixuan had already died in Huangquan and died in Yan Ning's hands before he could use it.

"Why is he so timid?" said the white tiger, puzzled.

Weng Wu snorted coldly, broke Shuli's hand, and said sharply: "The human soul has seven emotions and six desires, Shuli has left your body and taken away the emotion of fear, so you kid has been afraid of heaven and earth all these years, and Shuli is timid, dare not show his true face, and is willing to be a little mouse hidden in the shadows! Sad, haha! It's really sad!"

When Shuli heard Weng Wu's words, he glared at him angrily, but Weng Wu glared back, and Shuli was instantly stunned.

Weng Wu pinched Shuli's neck: "Yan Ning, if Shuli is dead, you won't live, even so, do you still want to stop me?"

Yan Ning looked at Shuli, who was controlled by Weng Wu, sighed silently, and fell into silence.

Seeing this, Weng Wu gave an order to Yu Yanhan, who quietly bypassed the White Tiger and Yan Ning, jumped down the mountain stream, and went to find the Immortal Demon Cave.

Yan Ning looked at Shuli with both eyes, and said slowly: "Shuli, it turns out that you are my soul, no wonder you like Xiaoya." ”

"I ...... I like her as my business, it's none of your business!" Shuli said reluctantly.

"Then what about you joining the Rebirth Tower?" Yan Ning chuckled, "Just to go against me?"

"You have to make a difference in the righteous path, I have to make a difference from nature, I don't want to be your shadow, I should have my own power, I joined the Rebirth Tower just to prove myself!"

Even if he was betrayed by Weng Wu, Shuli still didn't regret it, in his eyes, even if he died in the hands of Weng Wu, it was better than becoming Yan Ning's shadow.

"So, you just want to compete with me?" Yan Ning shook his head and sighed, "Even if you win, what's the point? Ever since you had the idea of competing with me, you've been my shadow." ”

Shuli was stunned for a moment, and said in a wooden voice: "No...... That's not true...... In the Tower of Rebirth, I have found my own value, and I am no longer your shadow!"

"What about Xiaoya?" Yan Ning asked, "You like Xiaoya, right, but why do you like her?"

I don't know how to answer it.

"You don't like her, you just choose to like her because I like her," Yan Ning said lightly, "Xiaoya, it's the best proof of you and me." ”

After listening to Yan Ning's words, Shuli silently recalled. When did he start to like Zhuang Xiaoya? Even he didn't know, because Yan Ning liked Zhuang Xiaoya, so he Shuli also liked Zhuang Xiaoya, it seemed that as long as Zhuang Xiaoya chose himself, his Shuli would not be Yan Ning's shadow, but a complete life.

But Shuli was extremely inferior, he didn't dare to take off his disguise, he didn't dare to face Zhuang Xiaoya with his true face, he was worried that after Zhuang Xiaoya saw his face, he would change his mind and fall in love with Yan Ning again.

But the fact is that the person Zhuang Xiaoya loves has always been Yan Ning and has never changed.

"Maybe I shouldn't have existed in this world in the first place. ”

A terrible thought came to the pessimistic book.

"Huh?"

Weng Wu, who was pinching the book, suddenly felt a strange movement, but he didn't expect that he didn't need to do it, and the book wanted to be cut off from him!

Shuli's body began to fade slowly, wisps of essence dissipated from his body, and at the same time, Yan Ning's face also showed a painful expression: "Shuli ......"

Bai Hu's face changed: "Shuli, what are you doing! You don't want to live anymore, don't want to drag Yan Ning to accompany you to death!"

Weng Wu laughed: "Shuli, it's good, the deity will always remember your dedication to the Rebirth Tower! After you and Yan Ning die, I will definitely bury you in a grand manner, by the way, I will kill Zhuang Xiaoya's little witch and send her down to the two of you for burial!"