Ning Ye turned his head and saw Chu Yun with a pale face, and was stunned.

Looking at her appearance, it seems that she was completely frightened by her "murderous" behavior before.

Now, things are very difficult to do.

He really didn't expect that Chu Yun would come over quietly, and he also confirmed that Xiao Yun in front of him had flesh and blood, not the two monsters before.

"Brother Ning Ye, hurry up and escape, I won't tell anyone about today's incident!"

Chu Yun had a determined look on his face, he was still thinking about Ning Ye at this time.

"Actually, this matter is not what you saw Xiao Yun, the two just now are not humans, I don't believe you come and take a look, there is no blood here at all." In order not to be regarded as a mad murderer, he quickly explained.

"Is that really the case?"

Chu Yun walked over suspiciously, ready to take a look.

When she approached, Ning Ye, who had been nervous before, suddenly attacked, and blasted directly into the opponent's chest with a punch, and the killing intent was decided!

Because the speed of the punch was too fast, there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

It stands to reason that "Chu Yun", who couldn't dodge this punch, turned sideways and dodged it directly, retreating to a position a few meters away from Ning Ye.

Since he was able to dodge this punch, it also proved that this Chu Yun was fake.

"How did you notice that?"

The existence disguised as Chu Yun melted like a wax figure at this moment, revealing an ugly bloated body covered with all kinds of pale faces underneath.

Seriously, Ning Ye didn't want to answer this question, because he was too mentally retarded.

Have you ever seen a normal person who can see things ten meters away in the dark without any light source? Besides, the fog here is still so big, Ning Ye really didn't believe that Chu Yun could find this place so coincidentally.

This monster is really worrying about IQ.

Of course, these are all secondary reasons, and what really prompted Ning Ye to kill the killer was because of another thing.

If it was the real Chu Yun, he was absolutely convinced of his words, and he would not come over to confirm it at all. And just when it came over, Ning Ye took a closer look and saw that there were no footprints on the ground with a faint amount of dust.

Therefore, the details determine success or failure!

But there was only one thing that puzzled him, how did this monster know Chu Yun's appearance, could he spy on his memory?

Regarding this question, Ning Ye is not ready to ask, after all, no matter how much ** still has to fight, it is better to hammer it to death directly. He could feel that the monster in front of him was by no means comparable to the two weak scum salted fish before.

It's going to be a tough battle!

"For a Terran monk like you who hasn't even reached the foundation realm, I don't know how much I've eaten before, but your flesh looks to be well-tempered, and it will definitely taste very chewy and crunchy later!"

The demon with a thousand faces spoke again, not taking Ning Ye in front of him as a threat in the slightest.

If you look at it from the perspective of the cultivation system of the human race, it has already reached the Jindan Primal Realm, so naturally it will not think that the monks of this mere Qi Condensation Realm can escape from their hands, and they have already regarded it as a meal on their plates.

However, it was in a hurry to win, but it was not in a hurry.

After all, they have been sealed underground for hundreds of years, and a few days ago, they had just escaped from the predicament when the seal was loosened, and they thought they could feast on it, but they didn't expect that there was a magic sealing array outside here specifically for them, and they couldn't leave this square kilometer at all, and their hearts were full of anger.

Now that I saw a Terran monk throw himself into the net, I naturally had to play with it and eat it slowly.

Among the monsters, it is known as the "Thousand-Faced Illusion", and the racial talent is to spy on the memories of others and then transform into them.

This kind of talent seems to be very powerful, but it is actually very chicken.

Because if you meet a monk whose cultivation is higher than your own, you will not be able to spy on the other party's memory at all, and you can only deal with someone whose cultivation level is lower than your own, but in this case, why do you want to transfigurate, isn't this an extra move, wouldn't it be easier to kill the other party directly.

And now, it has always liked to play with people's hearts, and finally found a suitable "toy", which is the quiet night in front of him.

The Thousand-Faced Phantom Demon transformed into the image of a middle-aged man with a gentle face, and then said to Ning Ye: "Xiao Ye, I'm your father!" ”

Ning Ye clenched his fists, and there was an MMP in his heart that he wanted to say.

That's right, the middle-aged man conjured up by this monster is his father!

Seeing his reaction, the Thousand Faces Illusion was like an actor on the stage, encouraged by the audience, and became full of motivation. It's like an online writer who spends all day on the keyboard, seeing the encouragement of recommendation votes from readers, and the hands of codewords become more industrious.

It's no wonder it has such a reaction, after all, it is too lonely to be sealed underground for hundreds of years.

Immediately after, the Thousand-Faced Illusion began to show the art of transfiguration in front of Ning Ye.

Peeking at Ning Ye's memory, he conjured up his parents, his homeroom teacher and classmates, and Chu Ran and a lot of other people, without the slightest intention of stopping.

And this kind of art display, when the Thousand-Faced Phantom spied on a memory and transformed into an iceberg woman, the demon life ushered in the end.

Thousands of meters away, he was standing in the air with the leader of the Dao Alliance, looking at Long Liuxi, who had transformed into a beautiful girl singing Chu Ran on the street, as if sensing something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and then let out a cold snort.

This cold snort, ignoring space and distance, exploded directly in the ears of the Thousand-Faced Phantom Demon, like thunder in the Nine Heavens.

And its body, like a firework, exploded directly under this cold snort, and before it could even scream, it was directly destroyed.

This thousand-faced illusion is obviously ...... It's a game of play!

You said that it is not good for you to transform into someone, you have to transform into the dragon of Huaxia Zhenlong, you must know that she has never forgotten the woman who even offended her in Chu Ran thousands of years ago, look at Chu Ran, she is still singing in women's clothes and wants to cry without tears.

If he was beaten to death by Ning Ye, it would be fine, but now this way of death is really too embarrassing and tragic, and I am really sorry for its cultivation in the Jindan realm.

And Ning Ye, who thought that this would be a dangerous and bitter battle, saw it suddenly explode, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Why was it okay to transform into so many people before, but when I transformed into Little Lori's mother, I blew it up directly?

Well, this is a question worth studying and thinking about!

Suddenly, Ning Ye, who was about to leave the place of right and wrong, go back to move reinforcements and come again, heard a faint cry in the wind.

He suddenly stood still, only to feel a rush of blood rushing to his head, turning around, and rushing in the direction from which the cry came.

Ning Ye remembers this cry!

Because this is the cry of his beloved lover, Jiang Jingyi.

On that starry night, holding Ning Ye, who was ruthlessly rejected to enlightenment, stopped her with the courage of drinking, and when she was so nervous that she stumbled when she spoke, she was very poor to complete the first confession in her life.

A warm and delicate body that was so soft that Ning Ye was at a loss threw herself into her arms,

In my ears, the sound of her crying was heard, and the tears were not due to sadness, but to joy.

It was a precious scene in his life that he will never forget.