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Chapter 61: Fake! It's all fake!

Xi He looked fixedly, his long silver hair flew lightly, and his silver eyes looked at him with pity, what a familiar look this was, how could Xi He forget such a look.

The phantom of the golden dragon suddenly turned into golden light and dissipated between heaven and earth, and the pale gold retreated from Xi He's body like a tide, but at this time, Xi He hesitated: "Is it Yue Chen?" ”

Yue Chen smiled faintly, he said "um" softly, and then Yue Chen's voice asked lightly, "What's wrong with Xihe?" ”

"How did Yue Chen end up here?" Xihe asked.

"Surprised? Xihe saw Yue Chen? Yue Chen asked Xi He softly.

Xihe nodded, but suddenly rubbed his eyes childishly, what should I do, it seems to be a little sour, it is really more dusty, more dust came out of the closed space!

"I was surprised." When Xi He said this, his eyes were astringent, and tears actually fell out: "Xi He misses you very much, I miss you very much." ”

When Xi He said this, Yue Chen sighed softly and opened his arms: "Xi He." ”

"Dusty!" Xihe almost pounced, she really missed a lot, really, it's just that she hated others to take advantage of her thoughts the most, just the moment Xihe touched Yue Chen, there was a "bang", and the golden flames burned all over her body.

At the same time, Yue Chen's figure disappeared in front of him.

The golden flames were burning on Xi He's body, and she didn't take it anymore, just slowly turned her small body and looked at the figure of the nine silver tails that suddenly appeared without any emotion.

"Not affected in any way." Zi Ming's voice carried a strange charm: "It's like being born to resist illusions." He lowered his eyelids: "Not affected by the eyes of the spirit fox, I can be sure that the little junior sister carries the soul-calming thing in her eyes, if she is not mistaken, it may be the Immortal God Tree." ”

Xi He didn't say a word, her soft hand slowly opened, and the golden flame began to slowly condense in her palm.

Seeing this, Zi Ming smiled evilly: "It's obviously extracting the deepest scene in your heart, how can it be recognized?" ”

Xihe's voice didn't have a trace of emotion: "Are you making me admire your stupidity?" ”

In this world, no one will ever be able to replace Yuechen, even if he has Yuechen's appearance, even if he has Yuechen's voice, even if he has Yuechen's words and deeds, he can't replace half a point.

Xihe's words not only did not make Zi Ming angry, but made Zi Ming smile weirdly: "Isn't it like I'm acting?" Why didn't the little junior sister believe it from the beginning? It's the little junior sister, who acted so realistically, Senior Brother Ziming thought that the little junior sister had been fooled. ”

Because those are true, she really wants to be more dusty, as long as she thinks about it, all the feelings will spin wildly.

But she knew that Yue Chen would not easily come out of the enclosed space.

And she also knows that Yue Chen has not seen herself yet, this time, can Yue Chen recognize herself at a glance?

When Xihe thinks of this, how much he misses and looks forward to the moment of goodbye, but it is definitely not now.

Seeing that Xihe was silent, Zi Ming suddenly said: "When Xi He saw the Yue Chen I transformed, he didn't have any impact on his mind, ah, it must be like this, so he can judge calmly, it's really troublesome, all the illusions have no effect on Xi He, just let go of the little junior sister like this, how can Senior Brother Zi Ming bear it?" ”

Xihe hates Zi Ming very, very much now, who is not easy to change, but the dustier it is, the more he thinks about it, the more heavy Xihe's gaze becomes.

And Zi Ming was happier when he saw Xi He like this, and his voice suddenly became extremely charming: "Then, Senior Brother Zi Ming will accompany Xi He to have a good time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zi Ming still wore that charming smile, but the figure of the whole person became fainter and fainter, until it disappeared.

At the moment when Zi Ming disappeared, Xi He heard Yue Chen's familiar voice behind him shouting, "Xi He." ”

Xi He turned his head and saw Yue Chen's pale silver figure standing in front of him, and his silver eyes were as pitying as Fang Cai, but Xi He knew that this Yue Chen was definitely not transformed by Zi Ming, but made by Zi Ming, and she also expected what Zi Ming would do next.

"Xihe." Behind him, Yue Chen's soft voice came.

Really!

Xi He turned around and saw another silver figure appear.

"Xihe." "Xihe." "Xihe."

Countless Yuechen appeared between heaven and earth, countless pairs of loving eyes were looking at Xihe, and countless faint and soft voices were calling Xihe, and they were calling Xihe one after another.

At this moment, Xihe really wanted to burst into foul language! Really thought about it!

Anger soared from the bottom of her heart, if she could, she really hoped to catch Zi Ming and pull out the hairs on his tail one by one, she had an infinite lifespan, and there was time to pluck fox hairs.

"Xihe, Yue Chen misses you very much." Countless voices echoed.

"Xihe, don't you want to cross the dust?" Even with the sound of a wounded!

She wants to abolish the Purple Underworld, and she must abolish the Purple Immortal!

Looking at the thousands of faint figures of Yue Chen, Xi He couldn't make a move, knowing that one by one was fake, knowing that all of them were phantoms, knowing that they were all ghosts made by Zi Ming, but in this cherished gaze, he couldn't make a move!

Damn it!

I know it's all fake! I know it's fake!

At this moment, Xihe's mind was confused, and he looked at countless Yuechen, and suddenly he didn't know what to do.

Just behind Xihe, a strange smile suddenly flashed on Yue Chen's indifferent face, and he also followed the call with pity, leaning on Xihe and getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

His jade hand was raised slightly, and a piece of silver nail grew silently on his index finger, sharp silver nails, and his pale silver eyes looked Xihe up and down, as if looking for the best penetration point, and one blow was sure to hit, injecting the power of a powerful demon soul into it, making her distracted and throwing away her body.

Obtaining the physical body of the Holy Rank seemed to mean more to him than the essence of the Earth Qilin, and the power of the bloodline was too powerful, and it was also something he longed for too much.

The call is still there.

Oh, this is it.

The silver sharp nails were about to pierce silently, silently, and the voice calling for Xi He seemed to have the power to paralyze Xi He's soul, so that she couldn't feel what was around her, and in the midst of illusion, Xi He couldn't feel what the caster was doing.

Look, just a little bit closer to piercing that skin, and sweet blood will flow out. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )