113 Confusion

The salty sea breeze swept Rong Hui's face, and she looked at the reflection in the water and fell into deep thought.

- Which one is you?

A question suddenly popped up in the sea of knowledge, which made Rong Hui stunned.

Rong Hui has not thought about this problem since he was reborn.

Which is the real self.

When Rong Hui entered the Tribulation Period, he left himself a glimmer of life and threw his three clones into various small worlds.

As far as Rong Hui is concerned, those are doppelgangers.

The joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the doppelgangers are perceived, and they each have their own personalities and opportunities.

Rong Hui never thinks deeply about philosophical issues, thinking too much will only bring endless trouble to herself, where her spirit is, she is who she is.

Almost without thinking, Rong Hui answered the conscious question.

- Aren't you afraid?

The surface of the water is like a mirror.

Rong Hui looked at the appearance of the body that appeared on the water, her expression was indifferent, as if she was out of the sheath and sharp edge, and the pair of clear and sharp pupils that could see through people's hearts were very confused at this time, as if she was in some kind of predicament and couldn't extricate herself.

The reflection didn't speak, and the voice of doubt naturally appeared in Rong Hui's sea of knowledge.

"Fear, fear, anger only make me lost. Rong Hui silently condensed the wooden sword, "The way to defeat fear is to face it." ”

The wooden sword carrying the aura of sharp gold slashed at the reflection of the lake.

Ripples rippled in the lake.

The reflection did not disappear, it distorted, and the slender and hideous shadow swung into the distance layer by layer, until the end of the lake, looking at Rong Hui with a smile.

A layer of white waves stirred up at the junction of the water bridge, as if a ghost hand with teeth and claws pounced on Rong Hui's ankle, trying to pull him into the water.

The disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect who were passing by stopped for a long time, and they looked at Rong Hui, who was pale and depressed, for fear that this legendary Qi Cultivation Realm elder would fall headlong.

"The day before yesterday, the Fifth Elder smashed all the bronze mirrors in the station, yesterday she stood in front of the water tank and burst into a rage, today there is a bombing lake, what is wrong with the Fifth Elder?"

"Maybe it's a nightmare, a hallucination?"

"It looks like the third elder went to ask Ziwei Sword to send him Elder Tan to visit Wuzhang today, I don't know if the fifth elder can get better, don't go crazy..."

As soon as Wang Shi entered the door, he saw Rong Hui in a daze and two Zhuji disciples who were ordered to protect Rong Hui muttering.

When the disciple saw Wang Shi, he hurriedly saluted and slipped away.

Tan Boxuan, who was following behind Wang Shi, had a solemn expression, "Elder Wang, how long has Elder Rong been in this state?"

Wang Shi frowned deeply, and sighed: "It has been half a month since I came out of the ghost town, and the fifth senior sister has always been suspicious recently, her mood is not good, and her expression is in a trance, and she always says that she can hear another person's voice and see another self.

I've checked to see if she's been taken away or if it's not working well with her spirits.

The Blossom Valley, a holy place for medical cultivation, has closed its mountain gate since the Immortal Ascension Conference ten years ago, and no one has been seen.

Elder Tan is the best doctor in Qiongzhou, please help my junior sister see what is wrong with her. ”

Rong Hui and Wang Hongyu have been to the ghost city and can't hide it from Wang Shi, he is a powerful baby, and he is naturally aware of the appearance of his soul.

Forced to ask about this kind of thing, Wang Shi will not wear Rong Hui.

Wang Shi deliberately exaggerated the negative impact of entering and exiting the ghost town, which frightened the simple and ignorant Wang Hongyu to do everything.

Wang Hongyu kept an eye on it and kept his miserable memory of seeing Wang Shi in the ghost city.

The patient couldn't hide it in the face of the doctor, Wang Shi briefly mentioned that Rong Hui went to the ghost town, and Tan Boxuan instantly guessed the reason why Rong Hui went.

Tan Boxuan watched quietly for a moment, "I sent the head of the sect to mention the ghost city forbidden land, the city lord is an extremely fierce demon, and his cultivation is at least above the out-of-body realm, I don't know if the fifth elder has fought with him, I have to talk to her specifically." ”

Wang Shi also thought so, he walked to Rong Hui's side, and said with a smile: "Fifth Senior Sister, I got a jar of good wine today and specially invited Elder Tan of the Ziwei Sword Sect to drink together, together?"

Considering Rong Hui's emotions, Wang Shi did not say that he invited Tan Boxuan to treat Rong Hui.

"If you drink and make a mistake, Senior Brother and Elder Tan just have a heart-to-heart talk about drinking. Rong Hui put away the wooden sword and pulled back his far-reaching gaze, "I'm going to grab it out." ”

Wang Shi said sadly: "Who is it?" Tell Senior Brother, Senior Brother will help you catch it." ”

Rong Hui Chengzhu said in his chest: "It provokes me in the dark, I want to catch it with my own hands! By the way, Senior Brother is higher than me, do you hear any sound?"

"Not yet. ”

"No?" Rong Hui looked surprised, "You didn't even hear it speak so loudly in your ear just now?"

Her volume was so high that it made people think she was reprimanding Wang Shi.

Wang Shi looked left and right, there were only three of them here, and they didn't even have the breath of ghosts.

The fifth junior sister's illness is getting worse and worse.

Wang Shi was a head taller than Rong Hui, he reached out and rubbed Rong Hui's head, and said with a wry smile: "Probably yes, I may not have heard." ”

The fifth senior sister became like this in order to save herself, and Wang Shi felt deeply remorseful.

"Can the Fifth Elder tell me about the characteristics of that voice?" Tan Boxuan took out the prepared flowers and gave them to Rong Hui, "These flowers have the effect of clearing the heart and concentrating, most of them are unique varieties in Qiongzhou, and send them to the Fifth Elder." ”

Tan Boxuan's voice had a special power, which instantly calmed Rong Hui's irritable mood, "When it provokes me, its tone is high and respectful, and when it flatters me, it is only submissive, and people want to hit her." ”

Wang Shi was at a loss.

Tan Boxuan listened carefully to Rong Hui's description of the non-existent phantom, and made corresponding expressions according to her context, as if he could also see Rong Hui's body.

"Does Elder Tan believe what I said?" Rong Hui pointed behind him, a strange smile appeared on his shockingly beautiful face, competing with the phantom of the main body, "She is extremely dangerous, her cultivation is half a step above the Mahayana period, she said that she wants to kill Elder Tan." ”

Tan Boxuan cooperated: "Where is she?"

Rong Hui put away his smile, and his cold voice was like a talisman, piercing into Tan Boxuan's body and piercing his heart, "Behind you." ”

Tan Boxuan's smile froze, a coolness welled up in his heart, he subconsciously turned around, and a slender shadow fell behind him, and the owner of the shadow was Rong Hui.

Rong Hui stood with his back to him, and the shadow happened to fall on Tan Boxuan's body, he turned around, and the shadow fell in front of him.

Rong Hui put his middle finger on his lips, worried about what he was disturbing, and whispered, "I'm scared." ”

Tan Boxuan said gently: "Well, yes. His voice is gentle and powerful, and it is like a spring breeze.

Wang Shi looked at the suspicious Fifth Senior Sister, his eyes were hot, and he suddenly realized that the Fifth Senior Sister really had a problem, a big problem.

Rong Hui was so arrogant before, but now he is so docile, and he even has no spirit.

"Elder Tan, please. Wang Shi stretched out his hand to pull Rong Hui, "Let's go together." ”

The warm palm passed to Rong Hui's cold fingertips, which made her heart tremble, and she obediently followed behind her senior brother.

When he entered the door, Tan Boxuan saw a bloody letter lying on the jade table, his throat tightened, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle.