I Just Want To Be Quiet

Pei Ling frowned, and immediately looked towards Fu Xuanxu, but saw the talisman formation floating around the opponent, and there was no reaction at all.

A ghost that can avoid the perception of Fu Xuanxu's rune array?

Thinking of this, he quickly transmitted his voice and said: "There is a problem ahead, please leave now!"

Before the words fell, Pei Ling had already retreated to the side, and Fu Xuanxu immediately followed.

On the overcast ground, bones of various colors are scattered from time to time, and withered branches and leaves are quietly dotted with it, dull and dead.

The two evaded cautiously without making any sound.

Soon, a long figure appeared in the white mist.

It seemed to be a young man wearing a hat, his figure was straight, his pen was almost stiff, and he slowly approached with mechanical steps.

It's just that this time the ghost didn't proceed along the original route, but went straight to the direction where Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu retreated.

Seeing this, Pei Ling felt something was wrong, and immediately changed the direction to retreat.

Fu Xuanxu followed closely behind.

The white mist is thick and viscous, like boiling like boiling, the bones on the ground gradually decrease, and instead, it is a kind of gray lichen, which gradually increases.

The lichen is intertwined in the dark moss, and it is not very eye-catching, but it exudes a majestic yin, making the entire ground appear mottled with frost.

The frost was dark in color, as if it were the condensation of pure yin, and it was as if ashes were scattered randomly on the ground, piled in the east and pile in the west, and the wind could hardly disperse.

The two quietly operated the escape method without destroying any traces of frost.

But then, the ghost also followed them to change direction, and the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed.

Pei Ling changed direction once again, and at the same time accelerated the speed of retreat, Fu Xuanxu also followed with all his strength, and the ghost also followed again!

Seeing this situation, Pei Ling's face sank, and the ghost locked himself!

As he was thinking, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, only to see another majestic hatred approaching them quickly.

Pei Ling glanced at the floating Fuzhen around Fu Xuanxu, but saw that Fuzhen was still calm, without any reaction.

He took a deep breath and changed direction again.

Fu Xuan preface did not say a word, and calmly followed behind.

This time, they quickly swept into a dead mixed forest.

The trees in the woods, judging from the remains, have a towering scale during their lifetime, and the remaining woodland is soft and moist, which can vaguely recall the former luxuriant flowers.

But right now, they are twisting their branches, like demons and demons, like stiff ghosts, flaring their teeth and claws at every creature that enters here, as if they would choose someone to eat at any time.

Tick, tick, tick...

On the branches and treetops, the yin condensed into a liquid kept dripping.

Not long after entering the miscellaneous forest, Pei Ling discovered that in the vision of [Resentful Nightmare], majestic hatred was pouring toward him from all directions.

He picked up the compass to check and found that where he and Fu Xuanxu were now, they had returned to the vicinity of the first place of law!

Pei Ling's face became cold, and his divine consciousness repeatedly swept Fu Xuanxu's body, but he could not detect any problems at all.

Seeing the hatred around him getting closer, he suddenly asked through a voice transmission: "Fu Daoyou, if Lingtang and the respected Taoist couple fell into the natural religion at the same time, which one would you save first?"

Fu Xuanxu was startled, and then quickly replied: "I don't have a Taoist companion. This kind of thing can't happen."

There are no questions about this answer, but...

brush!

Without any hesitation, Pei Ling directly took a sword qi and slashed towards Fu Xuanxu!

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In the earthen house.

At the confession, the two oil lamps swayed uneasyly.

The lights of the shadows and the shadows pulled out the grotesque phantoms of the tables, chairs and agricultural tools. When they were shaking, they looked like a ghost, seeming to laugh silently. Even the melons and fruits that are enshrined seem to be covered with a cold and gloomy color, without the sense of vitality and harvest that the fruit should have, and it is full of unknowns. It seems that under the peel, there is something full of maliciousness. Pickled things.

Standing at the doorway, Fu Xuanxu looked at the other self and the third incarnation who just broke in, his face suddenly changed.

There is more than one ghost in this house!

Among the three incarnations, at most only one is his real incarnation, or all three incarnations are fake.

And this other self who had just entered the house must have been dressed up by a ghost.

Thinking of this, Fu Xuanxu's heart moved, and immediately took out Mu Ruyi, ready to fight.

At this time, Fu Xuanxu and the avatar who came in later also looked at the people inside with vigilant expressions.

Perceiving the first Fu Xuanxu's divine mind to lock himself, the later Fu Xuanxu let out a cold snort, and also took out the exact same Mu Ruyi. There was no difference between the two in terms of breath or expression.

However, before Fu Xuanxu's two ontological bodies could do their work, the man standing in front of the earth wall inspecting the incarnation of the pu shoes, frowned and asked, "Who of you is my ontology?"

Hearing this, the avatar beside Fu Xuanxu suddenly said coldly: "Don't pretend, I am the avatar of the ontology!"

The avatar that came in immediately burst out with the breath of the Nascent Soul Stage, and said sternly: "You two are fake! I am the real body avatar!"

The three incarnations were arguing, and the wooden door opened again.

Another Fu Xuanxu entered the house with an avatar.

Seeing the scene in the room, the third Fu Xuanxu and the fourth incarnation changed their complexion at the same time, exactly the same as Fu Xuanxu and the first three incarnations.

Fu Xuanxu's heart sank, and the entire earthen hut fell into a dead silence for a moment.

All the bodies and incarnations all showed solemn colors, and they looked at each other with full alertness.

Soon, the wooden door opened again, and the fourth Fu Xuanxu and the fifth incarnation walked in.

"Squeak."

"boom."

"Squeak..."

"boom…"

Next, as the wooden door kept opening and closing again, there were more and more Fu Xuanxu and incarnations in the room.

In the beginning, all the bodies and incarnations of Fu Xuanxu tried to use various means to prove their identity, but gradually, all Fu Xuanxu no longer took any actions.

There are too many ghosts pretending to be them right now, if you really reveal your identity, I am afraid there is only a dead end!

It seems... all Fu Xuanxu thinks so!

The oil lamp on the confession shook more and more severely, and even the sound of the wind when the wooden door opened and closed several times made it almost extinguished, but after a violent tremor, it persisted.

The dim light shone suspicious, guarded, surprised, contemplative... faces.

The entire earthen hut was almost full of people at the moment.

There is no longer any dispute between the body and the incarnation, and the whole room, except for the sound of footsteps from time to time, is unusually quiet.

Looking at more and more of himself and his avatars, Fu Xuanxu, who was standing in the corner, frowned suddenly, there were too many ghosts, and there was no chance to collect the power of the law that Senior Mo wanted!

Although it is said that there is still Pei Ling, the sage son of Chong Mingzong, sitting outside the house, he knows that the strange situation in this place, once Pei Ling enters, the situation may be the same as him.

By then, both of them will be in desperation.

The safest thing to do right now is to ignore your incarnation, just find the opportunity to leave the house, and go back to ask the senior Mo.

Senior Mo is a ray of will of the Fallen Immortal, and he definitely knows what's going on!

As long as the law of breaking the game is consulted, you can immediately come back to rescue the avatar and collect the power of the law at the same time.

Thinking of this, Fu Xuanxu was about to walk towards the gate, "Squeaky".

The familiar door opening sounded.

Two simple wooden doors, once again opened from the outside...