This is the old Xiao Tou who was staring at it and couldn't help but think of this problem. That's right, his smile is only human, and it is the kind of person who has an extremely dark heart.

Lao Xiao Tou didn't know much about the cognition of the hairball, he only knew from the memory fusion of the second life, it was from the dark dimension to get the hairball, as for what it was, maybe the second life himself didn't know very well.

The hairball has changed, and it has become a ghost, which makes Lao Xiaotou a little less convinced of reality.

In just one day, he had experienced evil creatures and witnessed the transformation of ghosts, and he suddenly realized that reality and myth and legend could hardly tell which side of the real line was on.

Maoqiu's evil eyes kept staring at Lao Xiaotou, it seemed to have something to say, but it never made a sound. Old Xiao Tou didn't know if he would really speak, but he always had a feeling that the hairball in front of him that had become a ghost was definitely not simple, and there might be unpredictable dangers.

Just when Old Xiao Tou was hesitating in his heart, a hoarse voice appeared in his consciousness: "Hurry up and let me out, otherwise I won't be able to control it."

Old Xiao Tou could hear that it was the voice of the second life, since he got into the sea of old Xiao Tou's knowledge, he rarely took the initiative to speak, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to fly out of the body at this time.

With the injury of the second life, Lao Xiao Tou was not sure if he could maintain the consciousness body at this time, but he still chose to believe in the second life.

After all, his second life is different from others, he has an independent consciousness.

When the second life had been released, the hairball on the opposite side immediately felt a panic, and the corners of its mouth, which was originally full of evil intentions, trembled violently.

A trace of cold ghostly aura spread upwards along the corners of his mouth, and an extremely terrifying and oppressive atmosphere swept the entire space unconsciously.

It attacked, sending a terrifying energy similar to those of the evil creatures that had just been sent to the second life.

The second life seemed to have expected it to fight back, its body shrank slightly, half of it was condensed, and half of its illusory consciousness body turned into a gust of wind and drilled around the hairball.

Since then, no one can distinguish the hairball from the second life, they are like they are intertwined with each other, squeezing each other, blending with each other, and I don't know if the second life actively fuses the hairball, or the hairball takes the initiative to fuse the second life, anyway, at the end of the spin, they almost melt into a person.

A slightly shady second life!

He jerked his head up, his eyes with the usual playful look, but in the center of his pupils, there was an extremely pure green glow, which was exactly the same as the furball ghost eye.

Old Xiao Tou not only felt strange in his heart facing the second life at this time, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Is it still its second life?

Old Xiao Tou looked at him with some suspicious eyes, but soon, the second life dispelled all his worries with practical actions.

"Body, leave it to me here, you go back and lead the clan soldiers to deal with Nangong Tuo and them" The consciousness transmission of the second life immediately made Lao Xiao Tou regain the feeling that his fate was closely related to his previous life.

That's right, he and his own destiny have always been linked, how can it not be his second life.

Old Xiao shook his head self-deprecatingly, and then said to him: "You can really do it?" Maybe there are some evil things in this? ”。

The second life's playful eyes glanced at Lao Xiao's head, and sneered: "Body, why have you become so timid, don't worry, those evil things can't hurt me, I can devour them" He said this, and the green in his eyes suddenly became much brighter. Let Lao Xiao Tou feel the presence of hairballs.

Odd! He? Hairball?? Old Xiao Tou frowned vigorously, he really had no way to figure out how his second life was giving him now. He could only rush to continue to transmit the voice: "Okay, you be careful yourself, if there is danger, you can sense the main body and return to me in an instant."

Old Xiao Tou slapped the second life of Zhihai with his palm, and then turned around and led the Xuanming Clan soldiers back along the same path.

Their steps are not fast, after all, without the hairball to absorb the fog, they can no longer get rid of the fog....

Old Xiao Tou released a sense of emptiness from time to time, intending to sense the whereabouts of the second life. After all, with his innate connection with the second life body void body, even through the mist, he couldn't completely block their induction.

At the other end of the mist, the second life suddenly turned back and smiled in the direction of the main body's walking, his smile was a little cold.

His figure paused slightly, and then drifted towards the depths of the mist. His body became immensely ethereal, even lighter than those evil creatures.

His whole being was almost gliding across the surface of the mist, like a person slicing through butter.

He quickly emerged from the fog and found himself in a ravine filled with bones and broken weapons. In the depths, there are also some bones covered in black gas, some of them are beasts, some are human, in short, they are almost all corpses with complete bodies, although their flesh and blood are slightly shriveled than ordinary people, but they still have a certain elasticity.

If they hadn't been motionless, I'm afraid no one would have believed they were dead.

There are hundreds of such people, almost all of them prostrate on the ground in a single position, as if they were pinned to the ground by a supernatural force at the same moment.

The second life's eyes swept towards the ground, and through a strange light in his eyes, his figure was fluttering, and he burrowed into the canyon with a few ups and downs.

The tip of his toe touched the surface of a few rusty broken energies, and he quickly landed on top of the black corpse.

Soul Recognition! Come out, and let me break your flesh!"

The second life stepped on the corpse with one foot, and stepped on a dead corpse with one foot, and suddenly a gas erupted, and a ghostly and illusory thing shot out from the corpse.

Soul Recognition!

That's right, it's a necessary thing to strengthen the dark consciousness vein, and it's also the soul body that the remnants of the mutant corpse have transformed into after death.

This kind of thing is an extremely rare thing on Earth, but there are no less than dozens of mutant corpses with soul consciousness on the ground of this misty canyon.

The second life could not hide the surprise in his heart, with a wave of his wrist, he absorbed a piece of soul consciousness into the palm of his hand, and then kept condensing, and finally turned into a projectile, which was forcefully stuffed into the virtual body, and with a trace of soul being released, his body began to strengthen his consciousness.

He also suspended in the air above this mutant corpse like an old monk meditating, and his figure would float to the left and to the right for a while. In an unconscious fugue stance... That's right, Second Life has once again entered the multi-dimensional universe iQue.