Chapter 388 You are the smartest one among this group of people

The spiritual power counteracts each other.

The strong impact made Yan He retreat repeatedly.

The umbrella tilted, and a face slowly emerged.

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyes.

"what you up to?"

"Kill you."

The Demon Lord is very frugal with words.

Spit out two fatal words.

"You hate me."

Ye Xingzhou said in a firm tone.

"Why?"

Every time the Demon Lord tried to kill him, or appeared again, he was filled with deep hatred.

Hatred without any source.

The two faced each other quietly.

The Demon Lord raised his eyelids.

Why?

He wanted to ask too.

Why.

Why, it has to be him.

Ye Xingzhou took half a step forward and stepped out of the threshold.

Yan He wanted to reach out to stop him.

Now, he didn't dare to act rashly.

This demon lord is truly bizarre.

He could actually control his sword energy to attack Ye Xingzhou with ease.

"Fellow Daoist Ye."

Ye Xingzhou shook his head at him.

"Don't worry."

Ye Xingzhou turned his eyes back and stared at the man in black robe.

His eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to burn a hole in the wide brim of the hat and completely reveal the face underneath.

"Ghost Market, you manipulated me to kill the vengeful spirits."

After these words were spoken, the tense atmosphere suddenly changed.

The pair of eyes under the brim of the hat were also staring straight at Ye Xingzhou.

Both sides are exploring.

Just waiting for one person to speak first.

The Demon Lord's fingertips moved.

A pulling force forcibly pulled Ye Xingzhou into a barrier.

The whistling sound of the wind outside and the terrifying voice of the evil spirit disappeared.

This barrier isolates Yan He.

There are only Demon Lord and Ye Xingzhou.

here.

It's all white.

Like fog and clouds.

The Demon Lord did speak first.

"How did you find out?"

The Demon Lord was very sure that Ye Xingzhou did not have that memory.

When he was controlling it, there was no exposure.

Ye Xingzhou's discovery was unexpected.

He also felt like asking more questions.

Ye Xingzhou's eyes were indifferent.

"You can."

"Show your face and I'll tell you."

The Demon Lord let out a laugh that was neither light nor heavy.

With a hook of his pale knuckles, the black hood slipped off.

What was revealed was a feminine face, with the three whites in the eyes being the most obvious.

Ye Xingzhou frowned.

It shouldn't.

It's this face that shouldn't be seen.

When Jiang Ke just exhibited the portraits, he already showed strong hostility and murderous intent.

The demon lord in front of him had the same face, but he did not have that strong murderous aura.

"You used disguise." Ye Xingzhou confirmed.

He was very sure that the demon lord in front of him used the technique of disguise.

There are two demon lords.

The person in the portrait is the Demon Lord who massacred Beidian City a hundred years ago.

The one in front of you is the Demon Lord hiding in Lingjian Peak.

Tassel's calculations can't go wrong.

The portrait given by Jiang Ke cannot be wrong.

One is the secret of heaven, the other is the enemy.

Ye Xingzhou was very sure at this moment.

The three white eyes moved, "Why?"

Ye Xingzhou didn't say anything.

Ye Xingzhou said a long time ago that he was a person who was very sensitive to smells.

When the Demon Lord controlled his body, that was the closest they had ever been.

That was also the first time he sensed that strong, bitter smell.

Bitter, salty and sticky.

It was the smell that Ye Xingzhou was most familiar with.

This is just the beginning.

He didn't realize at first who was controlling his body.

Until, I meet the Demon Lord again.

He crossed that threshold.

He cast aside the fear of being killed twice by the Demon Lord and smelled that scent again.

The bitter smell proved that it was the same person.

But strangely, Ye Xingzhou had never smelled this scent on his three senior brothers, so he suspected his master Feng Wujian who had never shown up.

Of course, Ye Xingzhou didn't smell the scent for no reason.

But because.

When the Demon Lord manipulated his body to kill the evil spirits, Ye Xingzhou's character was brought in.

The scene where the Demon Lord chases and kills the vengeful spirit is very similar to the time when the Demon Lord killed Ye Xingzhou.

The same hatred.

Just as cruel.

Similarly, I want to grind the bones and scatter the ashes.

The similarities between the two made Ye Xingzhou begin to notice the overlooked points.

Ye Xingzhou began to smell the scent.

That bitter and familiar smell, the same as Ye Xingzhou's.

It's so oppressive that it's hard to breathe.

The blood-stained light blue shirt kept appearing before my eyes.

Ye Xingzhou clenched his fists and suppressed his emotions.

The Demon Lord wanted to know why Ye Xingzhou found out, just as Ye Xingzhou wanted to know why the Demon Lord killed him.

There is no hatred without reason, and no help with hatred.

The Demon Lord knew that he had a formation on his body, and forcibly broke the formation to allow Ye Xingzhou to improve his cultivation.

So, what is the purpose of improving your cultivation?

What kind of plan is the Demon Lord setting?

Ye Xingzhou's eyes darkened. "What do you want to use me for?"

Neither side answered the other's questions.

Both sides are asking questions.

Both sides refused to answer.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other in silence.

The Demon Lord opened his lips.

"You are the smartest one among this group."

"I'll give you a chance to change Beidian Dead City."

The barrier dissipated.

He also disappeared.

It's already daybreak.

Ye Xingzhou adjusted to the light before opening his eyes.

At this time he was standing outside Beidian City.

The noisy sound is heard.

The air is filled with the aroma of freshly baked meat buns.

The hawkers' cries of hawking were heard frequently.

"Don't miss these delicious fried cakes if you're passing by! You won't get cheated if you buy them!"

Ye Xingzhou was at a loss for a moment.

He raised his eyes and looked at the plaque standing tall at the city gate.

This is Beidian City.

A hundred years ago, Beidian City.

When the Demon Lord said, "give him a chance to change," did that mean sending him back a hundred years?

It's not that easy to put it back on.

Is it an illusion?

Ye Xingzhou did not sense the existence of the formation.

He pinched the back of his hand.

The pain is real.

Ye Xingzhou pinched another child who was playing with ants in the corner of the city with his butt sticking out.

The child was wearing open-crotch pants, with his buttocks sticking out.

With this pinch, the child turned his head away instantly.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Xingzhou asked.

The child curled his lips and burst into tears.

"Mom and Dad! A bad uncle pinched my butt!"

The vendor pushing the cart on the left heard his own child crying and pointed at Ye Xingzhou to complain, his face darkening.

"Hey, you're a grown-up, why are you still bullying a kid?"

The peddler picked up the broom. Seeing that the situation was not right, Ye Xingzhou stuffed two copper coins into the child's hand and ran away.

The city is bustling with activity.

Beidian City is rich in jade, so there are many merchants selling jade.

After shaking off the hawker, Ye Xingzhou slowed down his pace.

The young lady from the east family was throwing a bouquet of flowers in the colorful pavilion to recruit a husband, and the butcher in the west was arguing with the cheap old man.

Ye Xingzhou looked around.

It really was a hundred years ago.

The Demon Lord easily sent him back to the past.

But now he is not clear about the timeline, and he doesn’t know whether the Three-White-Eyed Demon Lord has sneaked in.

The sun was setting at this time.

It was just when it was getting dark.

Ye Xingzhou looked at the sky and had a bad feeling.

The massacre, wouldn’t it be tonight?

Ye Xingzhou opened his spiritual sense, flew into the air on his sword, and quickly searched the city.

Until the city gate.

A man in black swung his sword skillfully.

Blood splattered.

"Ah! Someone's dead!"

"Run!"

Screams and running were heard.

The man in black smiled with his three white eyes curved, and hot blood splattered on the side of his face and rolled down.

He licked his lips, his smile widening.

"Why are you running?"

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