Yang God

"This Zeng Yi was accompanied by Madame Zhao. The old man who has been calling for many years, the identity is also very unusual. How can I touch the room outside my room at night and talk about my surveillance? I really am worried about Mrs. Zhao. Kind, but I have something that can be worthy of her surveillance, and listen to what they are saying."

Hong Yi’s soul was unshelled, but he saw such a thing, and his heart was sneer, drifting past.

He would like to see if he is a little scholar, and what is worthy of the attention of Mrs. Zhao, she actually sent out the important people around her.

"There is a **** in the head, and the blackmail is inevitable to be known to the ghosts. This sentence is not unreasonable."

Hong Yi thought in his heart that his soul was out of the shell, and it was also a ghost. For the first time, he heard Hong Gui calculate himself. The second time he heard the conspiracy of Zeng Yi and Yu, it was said in the book. There is a true portrayal of the gods.

"He is sitting in bed now, and he doesn't know if he is sleeping or doing anything else, but he didn't see him practicing martial arts." Hearing Zeng's question, he quickly answered what he noticed.

Of course, these were all passed to Hong Yi’s ears.

"Well, you should pay close attention to any of his movements. Any unusual movements must be reported to me. Then I will tell my wife, look for opportunities to find his clothes, collect books, and see what is unusual." You are all shrewd, and I don’t want to explain it in detail."

"If you have been jealous, you will be relieved, to ensure that even if he has lost a hair, I will know that I will report it to you." Sui looked in the direction of the inner room, a shrewd way.

"Searching for my things? Fortunately, I have seen the martial arts and burned it. The Amitabha should pay attention to it. If you let this group of people know that there is endless trouble." Hung Yi’s heart was moving, and he was a bit lucky.

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But now that I heard it, I also raised my mind, and Hong Yi’s heart was secretly vigilant.

"From today, your monthly case will increase to January 12th." Zeng Yi said again.

"Thank you for your wife's reward." I thanked Mrs. Zhao very quickly. Although Mrs. Zhao was not present, she still performed very respectfully: "But I look at the look of the kid and I don't seem to plan to live in Houfu. The month is the scientific examination. In the examination, the person becomes a master. He will definitely move out. What should I do when I get there? I heard that he is very literary, and the exam must be sure."

"You are very savvy, you can see it with such a mind. I will tell you my wife, and I will reward you." Zeng Yi praised, and the tone turned cold: "I naturally won't let him test, he has What about Wencai..."

"Would you like me to eat and eat? Let him not participate in the scientific test."

"Then don't use it, it's easy to expose the horse's foot, and it's too obvious. On the contrary, you have to wait for every good meal and drink, so that no one can pick it up." Zeng Yi is a strange, gloomy, open mouth, smirk Laugh: "Hey... I have my own way. There is still one month for the imperial examination. If this month, he will have a nightmare, stalking the soul, and hurting his soul. See how he studies."

The dark moonlight night, the corner, the old woman's gloomy smile, all of which set Zeng Yi as a demon.

When I saw Zeng’s gloomy face, my face was shocked.

"Let's go, don't let him discover what clues, this kid is also very savvy and very simple, not a simple character. From his sneak peek at the Zhennan princess can see it, the heart is deep." Zeng Yi waved.

"I will pay attention." Nodded, and walked lightly into the house.

"He practiced martial arts. I saw that it only got to the point of muscles. It was also very shallow, but this point was suffocating, and it was not confusing in the face of the soul. But if he was allowed to practice again, he would be strong and strong, I am afraid that he can't stop him, or let him do a month's nightmare, and shock his soul to say that God doesn't know what to do, let him hurt, can you help me?"

After waiting for the house to go, Zeng Yuyin smiled and talked to himself. He went to a hidden corner behind the rockery and sat down, closing his eyes.

"Ok?"

When Hong Yi saw it, he knew that Zeng Yi was tempted to think and come out.

Just now, Zeng Yi’s proud expression of self-speaking, Hong Yi also saw a clear understanding. Hearing that he wants to make nightmares and hurt his own soul, he knows that the other person is the one who cultivates the spirit of the soul.

"The demon! Actually dare to harm me! Who said that I am practicing Xiandao now, even if there is no cultivation, I am upright, do not lose things, do not become guilty, save the sages in my heart, can you confuse me?"

There was an irresistible anger in Hong Yi’s heart.

Although Hung Yi’s practice of practicing the soul is slightly smaller, the soul can travel in the night, and even travel on the day. Originally relying on this ability, he can do a lot of illegal things, but Hong Yi never does it, only cultivates and strengthens the soul. Loving is familiar with "water-based", and it is normal to watch Hong Xuejiao as much as possible.

The same cultivation of the soul, if you borrow the ability to shell out the ghosts, fly camp shit, it is the evil demon, and stick to yourself, one heart and soul, swim the world, that is the right path.

This difference, Hong Yi from a young age, I understand very well.

Seeing such villains, ghosts, Hong Yi especially hates contempt.

"Ok?"

Just as Hung Yi’s heart hated anger, Zeng Wei, who was sitting on the ground and adjusting his mind, seemed to feel something. His eyes opened and he looked over here.

Hung Yi immediately slid into the room, put the soul back, and lay down on the body.

He would like to see how this Zeng Yi had to deal with him.

The other side's martial arts had gone well, and it was far above Hongyi. Since it was necessary to harm himself, Hong Yi had to be careful.

"Maybe it may be an illusion? It seems that someone peeked at me with a wandering soul? Unfortunately, I have not yet practiced the realm of the innate martial artist, otherwise the blood is strong enough to see any ghosts."

Zeng Yi did not find anything, and the gloomy eyes closed again and entered the realm of imagination.

After about two hours, Hou Fu was quiet and quiet at night. Zeng Yi’s head moved, and then the person’s breathing and heartbeat calmed down. Obviously, the soul was out of the body.

At the same time, Hong Yi lay down with a false voice. Suddenly, the sound of the whistling sound was heard between the ears, and the door creaked. It seemed that the ghost was crying. At the same time, the moonlight came in from the window, and the shadow of the strip twisted. Climb on the ground, struggle to get up!

The wind blows, the shadow of the moon is twisted~www.wuxiaspot.com~ crawling on the ground, you have to struggle! This feeling is simply awkward to scare people's courage.

"This is the technique of fascination?"

Hong Yi knows clearly that his eyes are not open, how can he see the shadow of the moon in the room? This is definitely an illusion.

However, this illusion is too real and immersive. If you don't know the details, people who are not prepared can't tell the truth.

Hong Yi knew in his heart that he wanted to open his eyes and see what it was like, but suddenly, he couldn’t control his hands and feet, and he couldn’t open his eyes.

It’s like someone who has been killed by a nightmare, knowing that dreams are fake, but people just can’t wake up!

This feeling, helpless, panic.

"The void is vast, I am sitting in the center, and thousands of worlds are pointing at the moment. Everything is illusory." Hong Yi did not panic. He cultivated the Amitabha, and the illusion he experienced was much more powerful than this. He smiled coldly and suddenly immersed himself. Into the realm of the unity of the Amitabha.

Let the light shine in the void!

Hong Yi felt that his soul had jumped out and was full of golden light. It was like a scorching sun, and all the ghosts in the room were evaporated.

Open your eyes, the moonlight comes in, the silence is very, where is there ghosts and winds? There is no golden light.

Everything just now, all are the magical fighting methods of illusion thoughts.

At the same time, Hong Yi’s ear heard a screaming scream on the rockery outside the wing, such as an injured beast.