All beings are like dogs.

I'm also one of the dogs.

Jiang Chen looked at those eyes, and couldn't find the slightest hint of déjà vu in them.

After the water curtain was dispersed, the body inside was also very different from the old days-

The face is still the same face, an incomparably indifferent and lofty expression, but the eyebrows, hair, and even finer cold hairs are gone, only the shell of the self remains, without the need for external modifications, and the body exudes a slight light, with an almost sacred aura.

This kind of encounter scene was something Jiang Chen had never foreseen no matter what!

Although Jiang Chen's gaze easily penetrated the layer of light and saw her clearly, for Zhang Yuting, there was no discomfort at all - in her eyes, the etiquette in this world was already illusory.

It's as if you don't care about the eyes of insects, fish, birds and beasts when you're bathing.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, very uncomfortable to see this kind of little immortal.

Not because of herself—the playboy at this time, who was already past the stage of panicking at the sight of a woman—but because of those unfamiliar eyes.

Zhang Yuting was also looking at him coldly.

Jiang Chen was stunned, and suddenly felt a domineering force rise up, pulling the surrounding aura into a surging wave.

In an instant, the surrounding air suddenly became a little heavier, and the cold wind stopped flowing, only the current of the aura turned into a desolate ancient beast, rising from the sea of clouds, opening its fanged mouth, and engulfing him in an instant.

Jiang Chen had already created a space distortion to resist it at the first time, but there were still a few droplets of water sprinkled on his body through the cracks in the distorted space—it seemed to be just a thin ball of aura, but because it was mixed with the power of thunder, it spread all over his body at once, causing his skin to tingle, and the blood qi flowed three thousand miles on its own, before he could dissolve this force.

"Zhang Yuting!" Jiang Chen called again.

He didn't fight back, nor did he dodge, because he knew that the moment just now was not deliberate by Zhang Yuting, but just a spiritual power shock naturally stimulated by his gaze.

A casual glance made Jiang Chen, who was also in the Immortal Saint realm and had a ninth-order "impeccable" body, feel slightly embarrassed, which was undoubtedly beyond the scope of an ordinary Immortal Saint powerhouse. If it weren't for Jiang Chen's heart tribulation, he would have almost been broken through his heart defense just now and fell into the nightmare of the thunder pool!

There is no doubt that this Fanghuaguan disciple, who was planted with demons by the white ghost and whose cultivation is declining day by day, thinking that there is no hope for the immortal realm in this life, has reached the peak of mortals' dreams in an unexpected way of "entering the demon".

Jiang Chen subconsciously looked at Zhang Yuting's left hand.

One piece of the little finger is missing, and there are still only four fingers.

The forbidden spell was still there, and she still hadn't come out of the shadow of the white ghost.

To be so strong, but to be trapped in the demons of the heart, day by day to wear out the past self, this is undoubtedly a loss-making business.

Jiang Chen sighed, threw away the small half of the dead branch in his hand, and let it disappear in the thunder fire.

Zhang Yuting, who observed his movements, always had that cold expression, no further attacks, and no intention to say hello.

"There's a little Taoist priest named Yuyin, waiting for you below." Jiang Chen said, "Do you remember him?" ”

Zhang Yuting's face did not change at all.

"Luo Jian must have stared out his eyes when he saw you like this." Jiang Chen sighed.

Zhang Yuting's reaction was probably like watching an ant swing its tentacles.

Jiang Chen was almost dying.

With the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, he said the taboo name: "Do you remember the white ghost?" ”

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, ready to withstand the stormy waves.

If Zhang Yuting goes crazy, he may not be able to beat her, so he can only use his best skills to slip away.

But Zhang Yuting only frowned slightly.

The face without eyebrows makes the action of "frowning", the amplitude is not obvious, and the breath does not change much.

It still resembles a mud-born puppet enshrined in a shrine.

There was no anger, no madness, just a cold eye on the audience.

Jiang Chen's mood sank even more.

In fact, he hoped that Zhang Yuting would react to the stimulation, at least to show that she still had a trace of humanity.

Now that she was about to forget the culprit that led her to her enchantment, was there anything else in the world worthy of her nostalgia?

Since then, he has completely become a thug of the Heavenly Dao, replacing human nature with divinity, killing demons everywhere, and becoming the embodiment of the Thunder Tribulation?

For a once pure seeker, this kind of ending is not sure whether it is gratifying or sad......

Jiang Chen sighed, this breath was longer than ever.

He looked at the cold but sacred woman in front of him, and finally said, "Then you will definitely not remember me......"

"Yes."

The two-word answer caused fluctuations in Jiang Chen's heart was tantamount to a thunderbolt.

His face was already halfway to the side, but at this time, he suddenly turned around, stared at the woman who still looked indifferent and lofty, and asked again uncertainly: "Do you remember me?" ”

"Yes."

It was still a two-word answer, with an awe-inspiring meaning in his voice, so cold that he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

But for Zhang Yuting at this time, being able to say these two words is the Tao of oneness, existence and non-existence, and qualitative changes.

……

The sound of the rain seems to be getting quieter.

The thunder hadn't sounded for a while.

Shangguan Yue finally lifted up from Gong Yongrui's arms, broke free of Gu Yutang's palm, his face was flushed, he couldn't say a word, he turned around and fled out of the door like a rabbit.

Gu Yutang withdrew his gaze from her back, looked down at his palm, and let out a long sigh.

"Senior brother, I think she seems to be interesting to you?"

"No, no." Gong Yongrui hurriedly explained, "It's because she happened to be next to me, and the thunder came too suddenly, so she found something to hold in a hurry." If it is replaced by Ling, it will definitely be the same! ”

"Really?" Gu Yutang frowned slightly melancholy, "It seems that I really shouldn't run to close the window......"

After sitting for a while, Gu Yutang said goodbye to Gong Yongrui and walked out with his heart distracted.

There was a large pool of water on the ground, and he couldn't avoid it, and the drizzle was sprinkled on him, and he didn't realize it.

It wasn't until he saw a lonely and ghostly figure that he came back to his senses and slowed down.

Xiao You, with his back to him, stood alone on the edge of the flower bed, silently looking at the thick dark clouds in the distance.

The drizzle fell on her translucent body, without the slightest froze, piercing straight through it, causing ripples on the ground.

If a normal person saw this scene, he would be so frightened that he would scream and run away. Fortunately, Gu Yutang had gradually gotten used to her elusiveness, and although he was still a little stunned, he still walked over, stood five steps behind her, and asked in a low voice, "Little girl, what are you looking at?" ”