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The mask of the appearance of all beings is the first time that Dugu Xin has refined, and it is still difficult to really see through the void and delusion, insight into all things, and you can't see through Hengjiang's hair is dyed black by ink, but you can see through people's souls!

Dugu Xin clearly saw that Hengjiang's soul was weak, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished!

"What the hell is wrong with Brother Heng!"

Dugu Xin controlled the flying sword, cut through the sky, flew away, and disappeared into the clouds and mist in the distant sky after a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But instead of flying in the direction of the Xuanming Dojo, she lowered her height, flew close to the treetops, circled, returned to the top of the Demon Suppression Mountain, and then took out a gray cloak and put it on her body, and immediately her figure disappeared and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Hengjiang's face is full of wonders.

Dugu Xin was worried that the appearance of Zhong Miao would be able to see through the cloak of stealth, so he flew very carefully and slowly followed behind Hengjiang. She was worried that Yokoe would notice her aura, so she cast another breathing trick to restrain the aura on her body.

Hengjiang didn't notice that there was someone behind him, and chanted softly, chanting a long song, "Ten years of seeking the Tao to enter the teacher's inheritance, and the mystical method is not vain." My generation has a clear nature, how can I enter the side door by the wrong way......"

Dugu Xin heard the word sidedoor, the expression in his eyes changed slightly, and he already had a conjecture in his heart.

Hengjiang walked into the peach forest, took out the bronze mirror, entered the formation, and then drove the spell at the entrance of the temple, and came directly to the underground Youquan River, and then took out the golden crow Fusang wooden boat, tied it with an ice silkworm rope, pushed the boat into the Youquan River, and got on the boat to practice.

This time, Yokoe felt that something was wrong.

"Who?"

Hengjiang shouted, opened his eyes suddenly, scanned back and forth in the cave, and thought, "I always feel that there are people behind me, is it an illusion?"

Immediately, Hengjiang cast the Jiuyao Jueli spell again, regardless of whether he had someone or not, he first bombarded this cave, but found nothing, so he continued to cultivate.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that he returned to the peach forest to rest.

Two days later, it was April 15th.

Before the sky dawned, Hengjiang had already woken up, his intuitive mind was upset, he always felt a stuffy breath in his chest, countless vents, he had a faint premonition, and the addiction was about to attack.

When the sun rose, Yokoe was having breakfast, and suddenly his face turned pale and his forehead was sweating.

Hengjiang's expression changed suddenly, he dropped the dishes and chopsticks, drove the spell, went to the underground cave, and sat down cross-legged by the Youquan River.

Soon after, Yokoe's body trembled, like a sifting chaff.

"Ah......h

A painful howl sounded from the mouth of the Hengjiang River.

He could no longer sit still by the river, his body crooked, and he fell to the ground, and the unparalleled pain caused him to roll back and forth on the ground, torturing him to death.

This time the addiction broke out, more violently than the last time Luo Wei Zhenren left!

Yokoe took off the various mysteries he wore on his face, stuffed the edge of the mask into his mouth, and bit it down. Last time, he had already bitten his palm, and if he didn't knock his teeth this time, he was afraid that he would bite off his hand directly.

Hoarse shouts continued to come out of Hengjiang's mouth.

In a few moments, he was disgraced.

It's just that the hissing and shouting of the Hengjiang River is also strange, like birds and beasts for a while, and like cicadas for a while......

The screams rang out again and again, as if someone had imprisoned many living beings in the world in a boundless purgatory, torturing all the living beings to the point of pain, and only then did they provoke such painful cries.

Dugu Xin hid in the distance, motionless.

Although there were no tears in her eyes, they were full of pain and pity.

Hengjiang rolled back and forth, sweating like rain, gradually wetting his hair, and the ink that dyed his hair touched the ground, leaving clusters of dark marks.

Dugu Xin's face turned pale when he saw it, and he sighed in his heart: "Liao Changkong said in the letter that Brother Heng was full of black hair, and in a few months, he became gray. When I saw him the day before yesterday, he didn't have a single white hair on his head, so he deliberately dyed it black with ink because he was afraid that I would be worried. ”

Several times, Dugu Xin wanted to step forward.

But every time she was halfway through her footsteps, she took it back.

It wasn't until the afternoon, almost dusk, that Hengjiang gradually calmed down, curled up on the ground, his body trembling and panting.

Dugu Xin watched silently and bit his lips out of blood.

After resting for a long time, Hengjiang held on to the wall of the cave, stood up tremblingly, and let out a hoarse roar from his mouth.

"Even if my soul is scattered, I won't eat people, drink blood and devour souls!"

"Even if you are broken and you can't recover, you will never fall into the left side door!"

The voice was hoarse, but firm as thunder.

Dugu Xin stood aside, saw it clearly, and heard it clearly!

She was originally the head disciple of the Xuanming Dojo, and she was not only well-informed, but also knew many secrets that ordinary disciples did not know.

She knows very well what is the authentic sect of Xianmen and what is the side door of the left path, and she is no stranger to the words of cannibalism and blood and soul devouring.

Hearing Hengjiang's roar, Dugu Xin's eyelashes fluttered, his eyes were full of admiration and worry, and he thought: "Brother Heng has endured such pain and torture, but he can still keep his heart unchanged, this kind of heart is rare in the world." However, he was tormented by demonic addiction, and if he didn't eat people, drink blood, and devour souls, his soul would definitely be scattered within two or three years, how should this matter be......"

Poof!

Hengjiang took out buckets of water from the Qiankun bag, poured it on his head, and wiped the soapcorn powder that Xuanming's disciples used to comb on his head.

The ink on the head was rinsed clean.

He was full of gray hair, and he was deceived by frost and snow.

"His hair is all white!"

"A gray hair means that Brother Heng's soul has reached the point where the oil has run out, and his life is short, and his death will be within a few months!"

Dugu was confident and sad, and even recalled the scene when he met Hengjiang for the first time in the market city, sitting and drinking tea, and remembered the picture of Hengjiang seeing the beauty and fruit for the first time, and was so shocked that he didn't dare to eat it......

Her lips were trembling and tears welled up in her eyes.

Hengjiang didn't realize that someone was hiding not far away, and after clarifying it, he continued to practice in Youquan River until he finished his practice, and then returned to the temple to rest.

Duguxin waited for Hengjiang to fall asleep, so she walked to the bedside, stood still, and stood for a long time, like a puppet.

The bright moon gradually moved westward, and Hengjiang slept more and more deeply.

The tears in Dugu Xin's eyes did not dry all night, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and pulled out a seal from her sleeve.

On the seal, there are engraved four characters of Xuanming sword seal.

Dugu Xin's palm is all the same, and the Xuanming sword seal turns into a jade sword.

Immediately, she stretched out her snow-white and delicate arm, put her wrist on Hengjiang's lips, aimed her jade sword at the wrist vein, and slashed it with a sword. I want to cut the veins and bleed and feed them to Hengjiang!

Bite!

The jade sword slashed at the wrist and was bounced away.

Dugu was shocked, turned around suddenly, looked around, but found nothing, this hall was empty, except for her and Hengjiang who were sleeping on the bed, there were only two puppet boys standing at the gate of the temple, where was there anyone else?

"Isn't it that I'm too sad, I just had hallucinations, hallucinations, hallucinations? The jade sword in my hand is transformed by the Xuanming sword seal, and this sword is sharp enough to open the mountain and break the mountain, how can it be bounced off by my wrist?"

Dugu Xin settled down and cut the veins with the sword again, but with the sound of ding, the jade sword was bounced away again!