No words all night.

Zhang Yuan and the Four Deserted Monks did not leave.

The two stood on a roof and observed the Beimen family overnight.

After that night, I never saw any other evil spirits again.

Zhang Yuan watched the entire Beimen family with Cihang's wise eyes.

The purple demonic aura is a little richer than before. It is no longer as spider silk as it is, like a layer of faint mist covering it, but it still cannot tell where it came out.

If you look at it alone, every building is normal, and the purple demonic aura is like it emits from nothingness.

Zhang Yuan frowned tightly and fell into thought.

As morning comes, the crowing sounds of roosters come from afar.

Suddenly, his heart moved and he thought of a key.

All places have been searched, but the mourning hall has not been searched.

Will there be any problems with the mourning hall?

Squeak!

A strange sound came, Zhang Yuan's heart moved and he quickly turned around.

There is a sound of opening the door!

The Four Deserted Monk also looked surprised and turned around immediately.

I saw that the doors of a yard they searched yesterday, which were originally closed, suddenly opened one by one. One by one, the servants walked out, yawned, and began to get busy.

Zhang Yuan's pupils shrank.

It's simply incredible.

These people appeared again?

No, aren’t these servants all dead?

Soon, he saw the butler again, walked out of the room, with a white cloth on his head and a deep fatigue on his face, as if he hadn't had a good sleep all night.

Zhang Yuan's eyelids beat violently.

Resurrection from the dead?

Or, it's still an illusion!

brush!

He looked at the other courtyards, and saw that doors were opened one after another, and all the people from the North Gate family walked out. Then Jue Wushuang, the young man in gray, the young man in black, and the girl in goose and yellow, who disappeared yesterday, also appeared again.

They are full of energy and can't see anything abnormal.

Zhang Yuan stood on the roof, becoming more and more surprised.

What is going on?

The Four Descendant Monks on one side also had an unprecedented solemn look. The Buddhist beads in their hands were tightly held, and cold sweat spilled out.

"Young Master Zhang, we are probably in trouble."

The four evil monks have a low way.

Zhang Yuanning pointed out, this is too unusual.

But soon his face froze again.

Not everyone showed up.

There are also some tourists from the world who did not appear.

The elder of Kongtong Sect, the Ye family in Longnan, Tinglei Mountain Villa.

None of these people are here.

Are they transported out by the Five Ghosts like the Four Descendants?

As his face changed drastically, there was a slight sound of opening the door.

After seeing clearly, Zhang Yuan's eyes shot out terrifying light.

That's ```self?

Another self came out of the room?

He looks exactly the same as himself, the same clothes, the same face, the snow-drinking behind his back, and the bald crow in his hand.

It's like a projection in a mirror.

Even if he saw it himself, he couldn't tell whether it was true or false!

How is this possible?

Zhang Yuan's heart was rumbling.

I saw that the newly walked out of himself, with a calm face, walked towards Su Tiandi's room and said with a smile: "Brother Su, the human list has been updated two days ago. Let's go and see how it is."

Squeak.

The door opens.

Su Tiandi's figure also appeared again, wearing white clothes, with a handsome face, nodded and said, "I'm just thinking about it, Young Master Zhang, let's go and have a look."

The two walked out of the yard.

Zhang Yuan on the roof looked cold and he visualized Cihang's wisdom eyes.

The two figures were twisted and twisted, and they looked no different from almost normal people.

"court death!"

Anger appeared in his eyes, and he jumped out of the roof with a shout, like a big eagle sprinkling across the sky, with a powerful aura, instantly descending into the courtyard.

The face of the Four Deserted Divine Monk changed and he quickly followed.

"Be careful, Young Master Zhang."

Boom!

Zhang Yuan fell directly, the ground trembled, and pieces of gravel surged in all directions, and the ground was trembling.

"Zhang Yuan" and "Su Tiandi" in the courtyard were all stunned and shook a little. They looked at Zhang Yuan who had jumped down from the roof of the room, and their expressions changed.

"Who are you?"

"Zhang Yuan" opposite shouted in surprise.

"I am you!"

Boom!

Zhang Yuan slashed down with a snow drink. The sword was dazzling, more than 60 meters long, and burst the Zhang Yuan in front of him on the spot and turned into a bubble.

The sword aura was pressing over, and Su Tiandi behind him was not spared. His face was shocked, and he was covered by the sword aura and exploded instantly.

The room where he was in, under the influence of the terrifying sword, burst on the spot like a rotten wood, with debris flying around, and the entire ground was shaking, making a loud noise, and a huge crack appeared.

As soon as the Four Descendant Monks fell, they saw this terrifying scene and couldn't help but look horrified.

What kind of strength is this?

It's simply terrifying!

It was unimaginable to cut out twenty feet of sword energy with one knife.

"No, this is the Snow Drinking Knife?"

He said in disloyal.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were sharp and extremely terrifying, looking at the ruins in front of him.

The ruins were empty, and there was no trace of flesh and blood.

Fantasy!

Another illusion!

He has had enough of this kind of hide-and-seek game!

It would be fine if I was teased all night.

I actually dared to pretend to be myself when I woke up in the morning!

He doesn't care what the hell is, he doesn't want to play this game anymore.

He just wants to solve everything with violence now!

"Come on, use all the tricks and tricks, let me see what the hell is you?"

Zhang Yuan roared violently.

Boom!
To be continued...