The monk looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a strange confusion in his eyes, it was his admiration for the senior monks and his natural closeness to the same kind, but he didn't know that in Zhang Xiaohan's perception, he was no different from other monks.
"Familiar awe."
The monk only glanced at Zhang Xiaohan and lowered his head.
Jane slowly stared at Zhang Xiaohan, but Zhang Xiaohan just looked at the monk, her eyes were deep, her eyes were actually looking at the dim world behind him through the monk.
The other eight monks all stood with bated breath, trying to reduce their sense of existence, what they saw was not what they liked to hope to see, powerful monks who could collect soul power, Da Luo Jin Xian, and even the later Da Luo Jin Xian, and the most terrifying thing was that there were companions, cruel companions who brought dangerous wisdom.
"You, leave the two victims, and the others can be set free."
Jane looked at Zhang Xiaohan, her voice was still as indifferent as ever, but this indifferent voice represented an incomparably cruel coldness, Zhang Xiaohan suddenly turned her head, she seemed to see the simplicity of the West China Sea, not long after the first meeting, the first moment he was also saying something indifferently, and the next moment, his voice decided the death of others.
But she was powerless to change these, she actually agreed with such a statement in her heart, such a thing would not have appeared in front of her eyes before, she seemed to suddenly remember the identity of Jane, everything he experienced in the West Sea, he was the king of the West Sea, holding the power of life and death.
She also suddenly understood the mood of Jane when she saw her before, they both had the darkest and most ruthless side, but in front of each other, these had long been hidden, and now they were shown mercilessly.
She was silent, simplicity had not changed, it was she who had changed, and in her heart, it was recognized for this cruelty, but she had been carefully hidden, in front of the familiar monks.
She pretended not to notice the sorrow of the monks, and at the same time wondered in her heart how uncomfortable she was in front of Jane, and suddenly remembered what she had said the last time she met Jane, and she couldn't believe that she had said such a thing to Jane, and became his double monk.
Unconsciously, she avoided Jane's gaze, looking at the dark darkness but seeing nothing, she should have blushed, she wasn't even sure if Jane had any hope of cultivating with her, and she herself said that because she would feel guilty about Jane, or did she really want to have a Taoist partner She tried her best to recall the love in her impression, the mood that should be in love, but it was too long, she remembered all the moods recorded in the book about love to describe the heartbeat, the unbearable gaze, the outline of the beloved with her eyes, the desire to hug, but she had nothing, at this moment, her heart was like water, and she didn't even blush for what she had said.
She used to feel this way, it seems that she had, but she can't remember how she felt at the time.
She is still old, although her appearance will always remain in her twenties, although she will always be young in appearance, although in this world long live Shouyuan does not mean old age, but her mentality, in a certain aspect, has become an old man, can no longer enjoy youth.
Can't enjoy love.
Then, there is a good explanation for her previous discomfort, her self-righteous simplicity has always surpassed her, and she is now above simplicity, and she has always maintained the most righteous and simple image in the face of simplicity, and this image collapsed at the moment of meeting.
She shouldn't have thought of this at this moment, in such a dangerous environment, but in her heart, she actually trusts simplicity, and believes that simplicity will not hurt her at any time, more than the trust in Song Chensha, and hibiscus.
"Zhang Daoyou, the rest can only be done by you."
A simple voice appeared in my ears, still so indifferent and quiet, narrating the facts.
The three people who were sentenced to death stood on the ground, Zhang Xiaohan slowly looked over one by one, looking at the despair in their eyes, one day she would be like this, for the arrangement of fate that can never be shaken off, for life and death in the hands of others.
How could Jane leave such a thing to her, but she had to admit that there was no more suitable monk than her.
In the face of the life and death of hundreds of thousands of monks, the lives of a few monks are really insignificant.
She waved her hand, watching the desperate monk's physical life come to an end, and a long-standing multiple-choice question quietly appeared in the bottom of her mind: on a normal train track, a group of unruly children playing, and on the abandoned track, there was a single child, where should the train go.
No, at this time, the multiple-choice question has a different condition, and the child who plays alone is not on an abandoned track, it is also a normal track.
Zhang Xiaohan watched the end of the monk's life, watched the dim green light float out, watched the green light choose motionlessly, and then, two other railroad tracks appeared in front of her eyes, one track was countless monks, and the other was standing lonely her.
The soul power moved instantly, submerged into the forehead of one of the monks, she looked at the monk who was struggling in pain in the divine consciousness, the divine consciousness quietly penetrated into the sea of the monk's consciousness, she saw the dim green light devouring the monk's primordial spirit, saw the monk's unwillingness, and then saw the green mang completely devouring the monk's primordial god, but it was better to say that it just dyed the monk's primordial god green.
In that monk's sea of knowledge, there was no green light to be seen, and he was the one who was finally taken away.
The divine consciousness withdrew, Zhang Xiaohan stared at the monk who had just been taken away, his eyes were gloomy, he was in a state of complete consciousness to perceive this, his mind had his own thoughts and others', but he didn't think that he had become someone else.
He tried his best to search for the sea of knowledge, but he couldn't find the feeling of being controlled, and he knew more clearly than ever that he was him, and that he hadn't become anyone.
Just when he was about to say something, the attack fell on his body, and Yuan Ying was controlled for the first time, he couldn't use his spiritual power, he couldn't blow up Yuan Ying, and his divine sense attacked the beautiful female cultivator in front of him fiercely.
The last monk stood with a dead face, he couldn't see their divine attacks on each other, he couldn't see if their companion was really taken away, he only saw that with a wave of his hand, his companion fell to the ground, and floating in the air was the primordial god that could be clearly seen with the naked eye.
It was a dark green point of light, shouldn't it be the Yuan Infant Snatching Away?
The dark green light floats in the air, and then suddenly turns into a little bit of light, like the bloom of fireworks, leaving the last of the light behind.
The last monk's heart relaxed, and he knew he had escaped. t1706231537: