But Yan Xiangnuan, who had been beaten by Su Zhongwen, stood up tremblingly.
Yan Xiangnuan stood there and looked at her, never looking at Su Zhongwen from the beginning to the end, even though Su Zhongwen was wiped out by Yan Xiangnuan.
Cripple, her eyes were fixed on Yan Xiangnuan, as if she wanted to see through Yan Xiangnuan.
Yan Xiangnuan didn't feel panic when facing anyone, but at this moment, when facing the exact same version of herself, the most embarrassed version of herself in her memory, and when their eyes met, she seemed to have fallen into a deep dead end.
"It's all you, you are the one who made me like this.
I am not a good wife of a rich family, I am sick, I am pursuing love."
Yan Xiangnuan pointed at Yan Xiangnuan's nose accusingly, with madness and hysteria in his voice.
Yan Xiangnuan was speechless and choked, and took two steps back in panic.
She looked at herself in silence, looking at her embarrassed self, facing her embarrassing accusations, Yan Xiangnuan didn't know what she should say or what she should do.
She was panicked.
She had never been panicked before, and she had never thought about it.
Later, I faced myself with a second perspective, and wanted to refute, saying that you brought it all on yourself, and it was not caused by me alone, but I also knew that this was my previous life, and my stupid decision was what I had done.
The decision she made is like an endless loop, unless one day these things no longer exist "Yes, I am sick."
Yan Xiangnuan grasped the Huangquan dagger, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a deep whirlpool, but he admitted his original stupidity.
Who has not been stupid when he was young, who has not loved a scumbag, and who has not been blind.
"Then you should bear all this, why me?"
Yan Xiangnuan continued, his eyes becoming sharp and vicious.
"You are me.
I have endured what you have endured.
I don't owe you."
Yan Xiangnuan did not accept this groundless accusation.
She only owed Jin Weimo and herself a future, but she did not owe her past.
Own.
She has personally experienced these embarrassing and painful memories.
It is not that she has not experienced it, and it is not the so-called seizing of the body, making a mess and then running away.
She has personally experienced this terrible life.
But the other person looked at her now, as if looking at an enemy.
Yan Xiangnuan admitted that she had done something wrong, but she also regretted it.
She also endured the pain.
She was beaten to death by Su Zhongwen, and there was no She lost her breath and summed up her stupidity at the cost of her life.
She struggled to climb out of this fire pit.
It would be fine if it were for other people to say it, but the person standing opposite now is herself.
Faced with her own accusation, Yan Xiangnuan couldn't help but ask herself, she just wanted to beat herself to death.
After all, instead of living in such pain, It's better to just die.
Yan Xiangnuan pursed his lips and raised his head, his eyes calm.
"Haha" Yan Xiangnuan was smiling, with a ferocious smile.
Yan Xiangnuan pursed her lips and felt a little at a loss.
Although she didn't understand what was going on, the dagger in her hand was connected to her.
The dagger buzzed and trembled in her hand a few times, as if Reminding Yan Xiangnuan, Yan Xiangnuan was able to understand what the dagger said inexplicably, and he suddenly woke up.
"No, you owe me.
You are the one who deserves to suffer, so you have to die."
The scarred Yan Xiangnuan walked towards her step by step.
Yan Xiangnuan stood there and squinted her eyes, looking at Yan Xiangnuan, whose figure was somewhat transparent, as if she was saying goodbye to her past self.
This time, she wanted to put an end to her past completely. brush Yan Xiangnuan grabbed the Huangquan dagger and raised it, throwing out a powerful blade, which directly passed through the opponent's neck.
Her movement suddenly stopped, and her eyes returned to sharpness and sadness.
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"ah" A scream came, and then suddenly the wind roared all around, and there was a flash of thunder in the night sky.
There was a roar, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Yan Xiangnuan's head also buzzed.
He instinctively closed his eyes because of the sudden pain.
After the strong force passed, Yan Xiangnuan slowly opened his eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing in the cemetery Among them, and not far from the opposite side, stood a woman with a pale complexion and white eyes.
She looked like a normal person, but she was not a normal person.
At this moment, the woman's figure shook slightly, she was a little embarrassed, and her mouth was hanging.
A touch of dark green liquid.
The dark green liquid looks a bit like blood.
But what kind of blood is dark green?
Yan Xiangnuan thought about it, vaguely knowing it, plus the environment just now.
The blood is green, and it can create powerful illusions.
This is probably a demon.
Yan Xiangnuan grabbed the dagger and raised her eyebrows.
At this moment, she finally understood why she fell into the hallucination just now, and she was still wondering who had such a great ability. , now everything is obviously explained, Hanba is still Hanba.
A kind of almost demonic zombie, also known as a demon, there are also drought demons, fire demons, and dry zombies.
They like damp and dark places.
They are flying zombies, which are a kind of semi-demon evolved by flying zombies after absorbing souls for hundreds of years. , its appearance will become more ferocious and terrifying as it absorbs souls.
It can be said that it is a Rakshasa with a green face and fangs that eats people.
It can also change its body shape and appearance to confuse people.
It can slay the dragon in the dry weather at the top, and extradite the plague god at the bottom.
Plagues often occurred in ancient times.
The drought plagues were mostly caused by the drought demon.
Its power is very powerful.
Basically It can be said that he is half a Taoist.
Yan Xiangnuan did not expect that there are still drought demons in modern times.
This is the first time she has encountered the so-called drought demons.
I am afraid that the thousand-year-old female corpses have not reached her level.
Yan Xiangnuan is also surprised by this.
Looking at The woman opposite had a somewhat solemn expression.
This Hanbao has been able to cultivate out of the illusion, and his Taoism is naturally not low.
However, she almost fell into the illusion just now and couldn't get out.
She also knows that the illusion is usually the most vulnerable place deep in a person's heart.
Although Yan Xiangnuan is not familiar with the illusion, She once felt resentful about it, but she also knew that she would not blame herself.
But Yan Xiangnuan in the fantasy was blaming her, saying that she was the one who caused her to be like this, but the fact is that everything is caused by ourselves.
No matter how painful or sad things we have experienced, they are all We can blame anyone for what we have experienced, but we will not blame ourselves, even if we regret it.
Because of this, Yan Xiangnuan felt that the person was not her.
Because of this small loophole, Yan Xiangnuan took action firmly.
Otherwise, how could most people be unable to do anything to her?
Especially in that scene in the fantasy world, Yan Xiangnuan seemed to have returned to her previous life.
Facing her own face, she could clearly feel the pain and despair at that time. .
"I didn't expect you to break my illusion."
Han Bao stared at Yan Xiangnuan and returned to his original appearance ferociously. aa2705221: