When Hu Ming said such a thing, the person who spoke earlier sneered.

"A good death, there should be a way to die. I just want to ask you, this demon needs benevolence and righteousness, and needs a way to die. So...... What about those who are eaten by demons? ”

The man's face was full of anger and he took a step forward, "What is benevolence?" To whom? The outer king and the inner benevolence are the royal road. If everyone complains about cannibalism, then who will complain about the eaten person? ”

Hu Ming was unconsciously intimidated by his momentum, and involuntarily took a step back.

When he reacted, his face was uncomfortable for a moment, but he still forcibly argued, "How do you know that these demons have eaten people?" Why should I believe you? ”

The young man who spoke was too lazy to say anything to Hu Ming, he wiped his hands in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Taking the past as a mirror, you can dress properly." Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall. Taking people as a lesson can make you aware of the gains and losses. ”

As soon as the words fell, a bronze mirror slowly emerged, and the mirror light was refracted on the corpse of the demon barbarian, only to see that the demon barbarian gnawed human flesh raw and ate a blurred picture of flesh and blood in the mirror.

This scene was so straightforward that many people present felt faintly disgusting.

At this time, even Hu Ming couldn't say anything, so he could only say, "That's not the case...... It's not like that......"

His face flushed, as if he had been slapped in the face, but even in such a situation, he refused to admit defeat or even admit his mistakes.

The crowd on the other side glanced at Hu Ming and said nothing more with tacit understanding.

After they left, Hu Ming was still a little distracted, "How could I be wrong...... It's not me who is wrong......"

While muttering to himself, he didn't notice that on his side, the butterfly grass on his side turned into a dark blue dream butterfly, slowly flying in the night, and turned into a torrent, merging into Hu Ming's body.

When all the butterflies entered his body, Hu Ming shouted violently, "I'm not wrong! ”

The eyes in his sockets emitted a bright blue light in the dark night, and his hands and feet gradually walked towards the depths of the secret realm in a strange and irregular rhythm.

The other side.

Song Lanyi walked in the secret realm, along the way, the barren plains, the lost temples, the winding galaxy, and the blooming butterfly grass made this scenery a mysterious and even shameful scenery.

Song Lanyi looked at the shimmering Yidiecao and even had an illusion.

That is, after the sun set in ancient times, the falling sun turned into vigorous grass, and the sunrise and even bloomed on the ground day after day.

She walked into a temple, with crumbling tiled roofs, damp-soaked futons, and even clay statues of shrines with blurred faces.

For some reason, the moment Song Lanyi saw the clay sculpture, it seemed that at this moment, the clay sculpture directly changed into the face of thousands of people.

It doesn't matter if he is an emperor or a general, or a pawn of a peddler, or even on the stage, with a red face, a black face and a white face, a man who sells horses as a horse, and a drum that scolds Cao.

These faces changed one by one, and in the end, Song Lan was shocked.

She looked at the face that was frozen at the end, and suddenly felt the great terror between life and death, and the goosebumps behind her appeared almost instantly.

I saw that the clay sculpture turned into a three-year-old child, wearing a green robe, leaning barefoot on the river's edge, shaking his calves, and his toes circled faint ripples on the water surface from time to time.

When Song Lanyi looked at it, she seemed to feel something, and she also turned her head and looked straight at Song Lanyi.

At this moment, Song Lanyi's pupils shrank sharply.

Because the girl's face was the face of her childhood.

The girl leaned over the water, and a lantern slowly swam down.

She put her hands behind her back and hummed an unknown tune in her mouth.

"The fairy road is in the snap of your fingers, the Qiankun is hidden in your sleeves, you have been for 3,000 years, and I am alone on the avenue......"

"If you ask the fairy road, a dream will ......"

At the end of the song, the girl's figure turned into thousands of butterflies, fluttering their wings and flying away little by little.

The picture slowly disappeared, but the hairs on Song Lanyi's arms still stood up.

When the illusion disappeared, the clay sculpture on the shrine suddenly turned into nothing, turning into a butterfly, and slowly reflected in Song Lanyi's eyebrows.

Immediately, she felt a sharp pain in her brain, and bits and pieces of memories flooded into her mind, but they seemed to only exist for a moment, and then they were sealed by the butterfly mark.

After a long time, Song Lanyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

A complicated look flashed in her eyes, with deep incomprehension, and she couldn't help but mutter.

"Who am I?"

She took a deep breath, barely trying to calm her mind.

She kept telling herself in her heart that this was a secret realm about dreams, and what she saw and heard in the secret realm might be real, but it was more likely...... It's a trap set by the secret realm.

She pressed her eyebrows, as if thoughtful.

At this moment, there was a commotion behind him.

"Haha, it's another temple, looking at the specifications, the statues in this temple must be amazing, and it is estimated that they can evolve more paths."

Evolutionary Path?

Song Lanyi's heart welled up with a sense of enlightenment.

Could this be what the king of Ming called the opportunity for sanctification?

It's just that...... Song Lanyi always felt that something was wrong.

If a person's holy path can evolve in the way of an unpredictable prophet, then whether this path is walking or whether the idol is walking.

Just when she was suspicious, the demon behind her barbarized in with a big grin.

They first subconsciously looked in the direction of the shrine, and when they saw that it was empty, they had a smile on their faces.

Only then did they see Song Lanyi, and their tone was quite unkind, "You snatched the idol?" ”

Song Lanyi turned around and glanced at them.

Two six-grade realms, four seven-grade realms.

These demons are all the elite of the elite.

When they saw Song Lanyi and felt her talent, only for a moment, they looked at each other and shot instantly.

Their movements were fast and swift, and in the moment of silence, several attacks poured down on Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi's fingers drew a picture of yin and yang, and his mouth vibrate:

"Yang line one, line two."

"One is heaven, and the other is earth."

……

"Yin and Yang are reversed, and the situation is reversed!"

Song Lanyi put down his hands, and the black and white grinding disc in front of him, which was similar to the yin-yang diagram, blocked the attack of the demon barbarian little by little.

What's more, when the demonic supernatural power touched the black and white yin and yang grinding plate, the supernatural power flew out upside down.

This change caught the demon man by surprise.

They glanced at each other and said sharply, "The idea is a bit hard, withdraw!" ”

When Song Lanyi heard this, he was speechless for a moment.

The next time anyone says that she is like a bandit, Song Lanyi will be in a hurry.

The demons in front of them, that is the true nature of bandits.