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Chapter 1347 Two years(1/2)

When Yan Xiao and this female ghost appeared, I was sitting in the prison and my heart was shocked.

The whole person stood up with a "whisper".

"Murrong Yan..."

He blurted out and rushed directly to the edge of the prison.

But Murong Yan, who was standing behind Yan Xiao, did not move for a moment, and still stood there with a cold face.

At the same time, Yan Xiao said:

“Brother, you probably don’t know yet.

In search of your reincarnation.

Three hundred years ago, the Holy Eye fished her up from the Forgetful River..."

"Yan'er, corpse girl, Murong Yan..."

I continued to call because no matter what life I had, I loved the woman in front of me.

But Murong Yan still stood coldly, without any emotional fluctuations.

"What's wrong with her?"

"No, she was born as a member of my Holy Eye Sect, and she was also a ghost of the Holy Eye Sect when she died.

She doesn't have feelings for anyone except the Holy Eye Sect.

Brother, are you awake?"

When Yan Xiao said the four words "Are you awake?" again, his mind seemed to be lost in an instant.

The last trace of reason and the last wisp of straw that I insisted on seemed to break in an instant.

That voice was like endless echoes, constantly echoing in my mind.

"Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you awake..."

With infinite loops, I felt so soft.

With a "clang", he fainted on the ground.

When I woke up again, my whole temperament changed.

In my heart, there is more resentment and murderous aura.

Jiang Ming's negative emotions have completely dominated me at this time.

And, the moment I opened my eyes, I remembered everything, but I had changed.

Now I am no longer Ding Fan, but my negative Jiang Ming in my previous life.

I stood up, my whole body was shocked, and the powerful Taoist energy suddenly emerged, and the Demon Burning Heaven began to operate overload.

From 15% of the concentration, it suddenly surged to 40%.

The terrifying percentage is 45%. Feihong and Liehuo said that once it exceeds 30%, it will be very dangerous.

But now, the concentration of the burning weather is under endless torture and mental pressure.

When Jiang Ming's emotions and negative memories control me, it exploded to the extreme.

At this time, my Dao Sect's early realm was at the beginning, but with the surge in the Burning Heaven, my strength was overloaded to the Dao Zun realm.

The light red burns the weather, like steam, keeps coming out.

Negative suppression force shocks throughout the prison.

I looked at the iron pillar in front of me and took action without hesitation.

With a dull "clang", I kicked open the iron door.

The ghost-eyed disciple guarding outside heard the movement and suddenly ran in.

Seeing that I broke the iron door, I couldn't help but feel shocked:

"Not good, the prisoner escaped."

"Report to the leader."

"Boy, let's go in with a sensible attitude, otherwise I will kill you..."

Several ghost-eyed demons with latte iron swords said coldly to me.

But I didn't hum and raised my hand and killed it.

The negative aura instantly enveloped, and the Daozun field suppressed in an instant.

"Bang bang" several ghost-eyed demons said, and they were bleeding like blood on the spot, and they died of blood from their seven orifices.

I walked straight forward and stepped on their bodies.

Walking further, I found another gate.

Without hesitation, he kicked it to pieces.

The dull sound kept echoing, and an aisle appeared.

Left and right are prisons.

Looking around, these people were wearing Taoist robes in various schools, including men, women, young and old.

I just glanced at them, didn't care about them, and started walking forward.

Many people saw me and looked at me.

Although I was very sloppy, my beard and hair were already very long.

But someone still recognizes me:

"He, he seems to be Ding Fan?"

"What, Ding Fan?"

"Is it the one who was kidnapped by ghost eyes in Baigu Mountain two years ago?"

"Yes, yes it's him..."

"I've seen this special Taoist qi in the Taoist sect conference back then..."

"He, he was actually locked up here too?"

"Brother Ding, I am Lu Guang, let me out quickly!"

"Brother Ding, do you still know me? I am Gan Feng from the Xuanyin Sect. We have seen Jiuxiao Mountain back then?"

"Fellow Daoist Ding, I, God's wine is in the wind!"

"Ding Fan, what's wrong with you? I'm Shu Xiaojie, Longhu Mountain, and Yang Xue's best friend! What's wrong with you?"

“…”

Suddenly, sounds kept ringing in the seven or eight prisons around.

However, none of these people attracted my attention.

Even if I still remember them and know who they are.

Only Shu Xiaojie suddenly mentioned Yang Xue, which moved me a little.

My steps suddenly stopped and looked at Shu Xiaojie in a prison.

She was in a very embarrassed state, with messy hair and blood on her body, and might have been locked up for a long time.

She was very excited to see me looking at her.

"Ding Fan, you are not dead. You are still alive!

Two years ago, you were caught in Baigu Mountain, but we were worried to death..."

Shu Xiaojie said excitedly.

But I didn't care at all, just looked at Shu Xiaojie and said coldly:

"Yang Xue, is she still, okay?"

Shu Xiaojie looked at me in a messy look, with blood in her eyes, and I don’t know what I have endured here.

But he still spoke:

“Not very good, when we were caught and came here a month ago.

The Wudang Sect is fighting against Ghost Eye and Sun and Moon Demonic Dao. I don’t know what happened in the end…”

When I heard this, I was stunned and there was not much emotional fluctuation.

Then he turned around without hesitation and left.

Shu Xiaojie watched me leave, and she was stunned...

"Ding Fan, why are you leaving?"

"Fellow Daoist Ding, what are you doing? Let us out quickly..."
To be continued...
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