My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 222: When autumn comes on September , start killing without saying anything
The ferocious blue ghost hand pierced through the woman's chest.

At the same time, he caught a glimpse of a terrifying and constantly changing black shadow.

Blood was splattering, and that extremely rich crimson color was now slowly flowing, staining the robe, adding another touch of brightness to the already bright red embroidered dress.

The certain stress that should have surrounded his body and protected Luo Qinghan at all times, has failed?

No, it was Luo Qinghan who took the initiative to lift it.

Just now her mind was out of control, her energy was stagnant, and she was no longer able to do anything.

It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that they were at the mercy of others, but in that situation all they could do was watch helplessly as they fell into despair.

But Ye Wuyou could not deny that Luo Qinghan was indeed an extremely smart woman.

His words of reminder and his actions made the other party make a certain decision.

Luo Qinghan directly and proactively dissipated the magic of the protective effect. Without the obstruction of stress, the ghost hand could easily hurt the opponent.

Only then can you grasp the weirdness.

The two people who were fighting each other for life and death just now reached a consensus in just a moment.

To some extent, they are truly great teammates with a great understanding of each other.

The blood still flows.

[Kill her, crush her, the soul of the Sixth Realm can be absorbed by you, and her body can still be used as a furnace...]

Stop barking, it's disgusting.

[You clearly didn't want to be her enemy before, but this furnace wanted to kill you before, just like the group of ants that betrayed you before. How can you not give her the punishment she deserves...]

For some reason, Ye Wuyou's eyes were dazed for a moment.

Luo Qinghan's eyes flickered, but the pain made her eyes a little clearer at this moment.

The ghost hand let out a silent wail, and the sharp claws that pierced the woman's body were broken in an instant by some force.

Ripples suddenly appeared and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Use Shinto magic to escape?
Ye Wuyou's eyes were slightly surprised. Is it necessary to be so cautious?
That’s right... A woman should not stand under a dangerous wall. If I were her, I would do the same.

The stagnant time around began to flow again the moment the woman's figure disappeared.

Lu Zhaolin's pupils shrank slightly, and then those words with a hint of disbelief came.

"You, you want to kill her?"

Obviously, in Lu Zhaolin's eyes, he was completely unaware of the meaning behind all this.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm. He just glanced at the other person lightly, then retracted his gaze and looked at his hands.

"She wanted to kill me before, and besides..."

If one really wants to kill someone, one should use the ghost hand and the qi to completely destroy the opponent's soul and body, making sure that the opponent's soul is completely annihilated, without any bones left, and cannot be reborn after death. Only then can one kill someone.

Ye Wuyou didn't think that the injury would kill the other party.

Although, he also had the urge to kill at that moment.

Does he have a grudge against Luo Qinghan?

Before Luo Qinghan attacked Ye Wuyou, actually...no.

Luo Qinghan has it.

From Luo Qinghan's perspective, he was completely no match for the other party, but in the end he managed to snatch the position of "Sect Leader" that seemed to belong to the other party.

And the Luo family’s affairs are still my responsibility.

Ye Wuyou never denied this.

However, this "Ye Wuyou" identity really does not contain any information about the path to the Seven Realms...

Luo Qinghan naturally wouldn't believe this.

So Luo Qinghan attacked himself.

And now, that woman might be lost?
"Besides, I didn't kill her just for this damn thing..."

"If I hadn't taken action at that time, and she was the only one who was truly in the sixth realm here, Lu Zhaolin, could you have predicted what would happen next?"

Lu Zhaolin remained silent.

Ye Wuyou was right. For some reason, the weirdness attached itself to Luo Qinghan, and no one could predict the subsequent changes.

Luo Qinghan was completely lost, and something strange was hidden in her.

Do I really have to stay in this strange place forever?

He was no match for Luo Qinghan.

Ye Wuyou was no match for Luo Qinghan.

No one here can defeat Luo Qinghan.

There was a terrifying and constantly changing invisible black shadow in the palm of his hand, as if it was struggling constantly.

【Identity Replacement】

"I finally caught you, didn't I?"

The weird thing has no intelligence. Perhaps it has vaguely sensed something, realized that Luo Qinghan was lost, and also realized that Luo Qinghan was very strong.

So it chose to attach itself to Luo Qinghan, a lost sixth-level celestial being.

That way, no one can catch it.

But it still miscalculated.

Ye Wuyou muttered to himself at this moment.

"I made a wrong judgment earlier. Although this strange creature has no intelligence, it relies solely on instinct, and I estimate that it has the strength of a Border Collie."

"What is a Border Collie?" Lu Zhaolin was puzzled.

Ye Wuyou did not answer this stupid question. Instead, he stared at the thing that was struggling and twisting in his hands.

There seemed to be some kind of light flickering in his pupils at this moment. If you look closely, you will see pictures constantly changing.

This weirdness... is struggling, fighting for life.

It didn't want to be caught by Ye Wuyou, but it had no other means. So countless identity consciousnesses turned into a huge amount of memory at this moment, constantly pouring into Ye Wuyou's mind.

If it were anyone else, their minds would probably collapse at this moment.

Ye Wuyou was of course not affected, but he was unable to escape from all this for the time being.

He could only watch helplessly as this ghost thing continued to frantically instill countless confusing memories into him.

Stop, stop!
Even if you don't get lost and your mind doesn't collapse, this feeling is still extremely uncomfortable.

Those memory fragments flash quickly before your eyes, but they are not connected to each other, just like countless screens. Hundreds of experience clips appear in your mind in an instant, and you have to watch it.

and many more……

These pictures seem different...

No longer a confusing and meaningless experience.

In one picture, it was pouring rain, and a man with a disheveled figure but determined eyes raised his arms and shouted to the countless ragged people around him.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?"

The picture shows a gruesome scene with a figure lying in a pool of blood.

There was a bloodstain in front of the carriage, and a crowd of people gathered around it, with some people kneeling on the ground crying.

A young man from a wealthy family looked at those lowly commoners and said indifferently.

"My father is Li Gang. If you are not afraid of death, come and give it a try."

Some people showed unwilling looks.

In the picture, there is a man who came from an ordinary family, but with the help of countless people, he became one of the richest businessmen.

Many years later, his identity was completely different from that of others. At this moment, with a sneer in his eyes, he picked up a paintbrush and joked to a few students from his hometown who wanted to bargain because they were short of money in a shop nearby.

"Seven ounces of silver is too much? After all these years, why are you still not working hard?"

The student's eyes were dim, revealing a hint of unwillingness.

In the picture, a child of an aristocratic family was looking down on others, sneering at the students below who were born in a humble family and had an unwilling look on their faces.

"You said you studied hard for more than ten years? Why did you lose to me? Are you very unwilling to accept this?"

"Haha, I have worked hard for three generations, why can you surpass me in just ten years of hard study?"

"Why? You actually ask why? Haha, your father is just a stinky fishmonger, why do you say that?"

The scholar lowered his head, his eyes showing resentment...

In the picture...

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

A child stood in the cold wind, staring at the bright candlelight in the building with wide eyes, smelling the fragrance of food...

That was a place he could never reach in his life, no matter how hard he tried.

why?

The screen changed again.

This seems to be the last picture, but also seems to be one of the first pictures.

But above it, there seems to be another picture.

Someone sat in the clouds, looking down at all living beings with a smile on his face.

But Ye Wuyou couldn't see clearly.

In that picture, there is a child from a salt merchant family. He is naturally intelligent and has been able to write poetry since he was young.

"The west wind blows through the courtyard, the flowers are cold and fragrant, and butterflies are hard to come."

"If I become the Qing Emperor in his future years, I will be rewarded with peach blossoms."

This poem earned the family a lot of fame, and people came to visit them one after another.

But even so, the child still saw his father bowing and scraping and smiling servilely in front of the dignitaries who occasionally came to visit.

At this moment, I asked a question to the parents.

“Why are those people so high and mighty?”

The adult did not answer his question, but instead hissed.

"Don't talk nonsense, merchants... our lives are cheap from birth, they are the masters."

"Then how do you become one of them?"

"Study hard, I'm counting on you. Practice is no match for study, so you must remember this."

The child nodded silently, seeming to understand.

He studied hard.

After failing the exam four times.

"Read your mother!"

When autumn comes on September th, when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed.

The incense soars through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

Since studying can't change my identity.

Then trample all these identities under your feet.

The smoke of war was ignited, and the earth was scorched...

【interesting】

Whose voice is this?

This voice sounds familiar.

Is it the one in the picture? Or the one in the voice-over? Or the one reading this book?
Ye Wuyou couldn't tell the difference.

The pictures overlap, and there seems to be a certain aura between heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)