I was defeated, and I was defeated by the secret treasure hidden by the wine.

I lost because I lost my previous fighting consciousness. Now I am more like a tool and beast with fixed minds and only a single emotion.

But just as I was about to be killed, Yan Xiao took action.

Yan Xiao, as the leader of the Ghost Eye, has lived for three hundred years.

His cultivation is even more unfathomable, and he is probably already at the Saint level or higher.

Now, raising your hand to repel Shu Xiaojie, and his spiritual thoughts directly hurt the wine and turned into a wind.

As for me, because of my personality, my mind became chaotic again the next moment.

My whole mind was confused, and stinging pain came back again.

I subconsciously covered my head:

"ah……"

He screamed and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Xiao saw me holding my head and screaming, frowned slightly, and waved his hand and knocked me out.

At the same time, he said to several disciples not far away:

"The prince just came back shortly after he was mentally unstable. Take him back to rest."

After saying that, he looked at Shu Xiaojie and Jiu Chengfeng not far away, and just smiled faintly.

Yan Xiao didn't plan to kill them, otherwise they would have died dozens of times just now.

"As for you, you won.

When the prince wakes up, you can continue to challenge him..."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned into a fog of black fog and disappeared from the spot.

There were dozens of demonic paths rushing out around me quickly, and on the one hand, I was sending me away from here.

On the other side, Jiu Chengfeng and Shu Xiaojie were directly surrounded.

But it's not friendly to them.

Go up and start striking.

"Damn, who asked you to use magic weapons?"

"Boy, you actually have magic weapons. I'll see if there are any?"

"Stupid, I want to kill our prince."

"I have been waiting for three hundred years before the prince was reincarnated. How come you want to kill him?"

“…”

Jiu Chengfeng and Shu Xiaojie were beaten to death, but they still breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, he was dragged back to prison like a dog.

And I was taken back to the room by a group of people.

In a coma, scenes suddenly appeared in my mind.

Master, Murong Yan, Yang Xue, Lao Feng, Xu Chengjing, Taoist Master Du, Yang Xun, Shu Xiaojie, Drinking Feng, Liehuo Zhenren, etc.

Those old friends from the past, those familiar faces.

I gave my master a little more strength.

It seems that I want to take back my body.

However, the negative Jiang Ming is very stubborn. Even if I keep struggling, I want to come back.

But it was still crushed to death.

"I am Jiang Ming, Ding Fan is just the carrier of my life..."

A voice, dominating me.

Then, I suddenly sat up from the bed.

When I sat up again, it was already dark and sweating.

I sat on the bed, looking at the full moon outside the room, my blood-red eyes widened.

"I am Jiang Ming, I am Jiang Ming..."

He murmured to himself.

As I said that, I stood up.

Step by step, I walked to the windowsill.

There is a small table.

On the table, there was a bowl of black medicine.

At this time, after I woke up, I would drink every half of the day.

I don’t know why I want to drink it, it seems like I have formed an instinct, but there is no reason.

However, in addition to the medicine, there were a few more straws next to it today.

Looking at the bowl of medicine, I didn't hesitate, picked it up and drank it into my stomach.

I just drank it but didn't feel anything, but after drinking it, something went wrong.

My brain began to feel dizzy and I couldn't stand it.

I shook a few times and sat down with the chair.

My own personality appeared in my mind again.

The strong pain made me roar.

But the ghost-eyed demon who was guarding outside had long been used to it and didn't care at all.

But strangely, this time, the negative Jiang Ming's personality failed to suppress me.

My own consciousness finally stood up.

I gasped:

"Me, what's wrong with me, why, why does there be an extra Jiang Ming in my body?"

I murmured to myself, it was very uncomfortable, my head was almost bursting.

A few inscriptions suddenly flashed at the bottom of the medicine bowl.

Before I could react, the straws next to me actually started to move.

The next moment, he directly entangled and became a very small and simple scarecrow.

Seeing the scarecrow appear, I couldn't help but be stunned.

But the feeling of being dizzy made me unable to stand up or speak.

As for the scarecrow, he slowly stood up.

Then he stood on the table and faced me.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came out:

"Have you regained your consciousness?"

Looking at the scarecrow and listening to the voice.

I thought of someone on the spot, Ding Wuji.

"You, are you Ding Wuji?"

I pressed my head and endured the pain and spoke.

And the scarecrow spoke again:

"It's me, remember who I am today.

Otherwise, you will lose yourself forever and will never be Ding Fan again."

"You, you said..."

I have already judged it through the old photos left by the master.

It is very likely that Ding Wuji is my senior brother who betrayed the master.

However, he saved me several times but had no malice towards me.

Otherwise, when I first met Ding Wuji's scarecrow, Xiaoman and I might have been dead.

As soon as I finished speaking, the scarecrow spoke again:

"The medicine you drink every day is called Forgetful Grass.

It is a poison that can turn your soul into an idiot and become their puppet.
To be continued...