Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

In addition to strength, what has been accumulated over the past hundred years is more important, wisdom and knowledge.

Especially about the supernatural.

This is why Yang Jian attached great importance to Liu Qingqing before.

He was very worried that Liu Qingqing had mastered some special powers from the memories of the Republic of China woman.

For example, the ability to restrain restart.

But now Yang Jian gradually felt relieved, because he saw that Liu Qingqing seemed to have only obtained a small part of Zhang Youhong's memory.

The means he mastered were not as many as he expected.

Of course, if Liu Qingqing faced other ghost riders instead of Yang Jian this time, she would basically win. Unfortunately, Yang Jian's strength is far beyond that of ordinary ghost riders.

So Liu Qingqing only brought some trouble to Yang Jian, but that's all.

At this moment, Yang Jian's face was not sure whether it was because of the bleeding from the wound, so it was quickly turning pale.

Even the breath of the living on Yang Jian's body was rapidly dissipating at this time.

It felt like Yang Jian was about to die.

Liu Qingqing in front of Yang Jian clearly sensed this, and her face suddenly showed joy.

"Win!"

Liu Qingqing thought that she won the fight and wanted to see Yang Jian's expression.

But the next second, Liu Qingqing showed a look of surprise.

I thought that I could see fear, regret, failure and other reactions on Yang Jian's face and eyes.

But in fact, Yang Jian's face was indifferent from beginning to end, and there was even a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"I thought you would have some amazing performance, but I didn't expect that it would be just this." Yang Jian said calmly.

Yang Jian's reaction was completely different from what Liu Qingqing expected.

Liu Qingqing subconsciously screamed: "Your ghost eye is still suppressed, and you can't use it now. You are dead."

Liu Qingqing grabbed the sharp knife tightly, and her hands subconsciously exerted force, desperately pushing the knife into Yang Jian's body.

It looked like she wanted to penetrate Yang Jian's body completely.

Yang Jian still looked at Liu Qingqing indifferently.

As if he didn't feel it at all.

"Death? Haha." After taking a deep look at Liu Qingqing, Yang Jian suddenly laughed;

"It is undeniable that your methods are indeed good, but it is still far from killing me. If you can kill me with these methods, I will not be alive today.

Or do you think that I, Yang Jian, can come all the way to today by luck?"

Speaking of this, the smile on Yang Jian's face suddenly withdrew, and then looked at Liu Qingqing with a strange look, and continued;

"Since you want to kill me so much, then I will let you take a good look at my true appearance, and I hope you can tell me how to kill me at that time."

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly stabbed the spear in his hand heavily into the ground.

Then let go of his hand and opened his arms.

Then Yang Jian's body fell back heavily.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a sound, Yang Jian fell to the floor of the hall.

At this time

Yang Jian was smiling, his face was ashen, blood was flowing from his chest, and there was no breath or movement of a living person.

At this time, Yang Jian was like a cold corpse.

"Dead?"

Liu Qingqing was stunned, a little confused and didn't understand.

Yang Jian was fine just now, how could he suddenly die?

Although this was the result Liu Qingqing had been looking forward to seeing, but when she really saw it, she felt a strange sense of illusion.

Mainly because of Yang Jian's words just now, she felt that things would not be so simple.

Sure enough, the next moment.

She saw a horrifying scene.

Under Yang Jian's body, a ball of darkness began to gather.

Then a tall shadow slowly stood up,

The cold breath filled the air, and the tall, dark body gave people a strange sense of oppression.

But this was not the reason why Liu Qingqing was frightened.

The reason why she was frightened was that she clearly saw that there was a strange face on the face of this shadow.

It was a face painted with blood, bright and colorful.

The most important thing was that the face was exactly the same as Yang Jian, lifelike, as if it was printed on.

As if the black shadow wearing a blood-colored mask stood up, he directly reached out and held the golden spear inserted in the ground in his hand.

At first, Liu Qingqing thought that the evil spirit in Yang Jian's body had revived after his death.

But she soon ruled out this possibility.

Because Liu Qingqing saw that on the bloody mask, a pair of scarlet ghost eyes turned, revealing a strange and familiar look.

This look was the same as Yang Jian's before.

So. It was Yang Jian?

Liu Qingqing was stunned. Her arm holding the bloody knife fell weakly, and the whole person couldn't help but retreat. An indescribable strange fear enveloped the whole body.

So.

It turned out that this was Yang Jian's true face.

Although she didn't want to admit it, the facts were in front of her, and with Yang Jian's previous words, Liu Qingqing knew that this was the truth.

Liu Qingqing's face suddenly showed a bitter smile, and her eyes were full of sadness;

It turned out that the real Yang Jian was not a normal living person at all, not even a ghost rider, but a real ghost.

This is the biggest secret of Ghost Eye Yang Jian.

A sentence popped up in Liu Qingqing's mind: Ghosts cannot be killed.

This is an iron rule known to all people in the supernatural world, and Yang Jian is a fierce ghost.

No wonder Yang Jian is so confident.

Liu Qingqing suddenly laughed, and it was a sad laugh.

At this time, she no longer had the stupid idea of ​​dragging Yang Jian along, because it was impossible. She couldn't drag a ghost to be buried with her.

Originally, Yang Jian didn't need to do this to delay Liu Ziwen to death, and then he could get rid of Liu Qingqing.

But he suddenly thought of what Yue Li had told him before;

Let him give Liu Qingqing a decent face.

In this case, let Liu Qingqing see his true appearance, which is also a respect for Liu Qingqing.

At least let Liu Qingqing know what kind of existence he is fighting against, so that even if he fails and dies in the end, he can be regarded as a ghost who understands.

Seeing Yang Jian reveal his true self, Yue Li, who was watching the show in stealth, couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that this fight was about to end.

Yang Jian was the most powerful when he revealed his true self.

Even if Liu Qingqing still had some hidden means, he couldn't turn the tables.

Liu Qingqing looked deeply at the tall ghost in front of her, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and then she said with a dim look:

"Is this your true face? It turns out that you have become a fierce ghost.

No wonder you don't take other people seriously, you are right, they are not your opponents, and I am not your opponent either;

Now I believe you have the ability to deal with the ghost post office and end the fate of the messenger."

Hearing Liu Qingqing's words, the tall ghost just stared at her, without saying a word, full of oppression.

It's not that Yang Jian doesn't want to speak, but because he can't open his mouth and can't speak.

After all, Yang Jian only controls the ghost eyes and ghost hands, but not the fierce ghosts like ghost voices and ghost mouths.