I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 169

Qingyu bit her finger and it hurt, isn't this a dream?Is it a realm similar to the spiritual world?
Yang Jian is the one under the shouting flower tree!

Qingyu was a little puzzled, she was not far from them, and the two of them didn't notice her, could it be that they couldn't see her?

"Master." Yang Jian sat next to the woman in blue, with a cheerful smile on her face. The woman in green raised her hand to stroke Yang Jian's hair, and Yang Jian's face flushed slightly. Quietly listening to the woman in green shirt playing the piano.

Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to have noticed something, and stood up abruptly. At the same time, Xiao Jiao transformed into a three-pointed two-edged knife and was already in his hand.

A few figures suddenly appeared not far away, and Qingyu's memory was overturned. It was the servants who beat him in the first life. She remembered it very clearly, because under their hands, she was beaten to a bloody mess.

Yang Jian raised his knife and slashed at a few people, and the corpses of those people fell to the ground instantly.

"Yang Jian—" Qingyu wanted to step forward, but she didn't know what to do for a moment.Because she hasn't figured out what's going on now.

She stepped forward, but was knocked down by something, Qingyu got up and stretched out her hand to explore, there was an imperceptible barrier in front of her.

"Who? Come out!"

Someone must be teasing her.

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of light laughter, and it was difficult to tell where it was.

"Since you brought me here, don't hide like this." Qingyu looked around cautiously.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming out now?"

Dressed in purple, with white hair, and a straight and slender body, although he is a man, he moves with a certain charm, with fox eyes and purple pupils, red lips, more feminine than a woman.

"Which immortal friend are you?" Qingyu tried to inquire when she saw that there seemed to be no hostility between his brows and eyes.

"It's been gone for tens of thousands of years, you seem to have forgotten too many things, not to mention that I hadn't transformed at that time, so it doesn't seem strange that you don't remember me." The man in purple smiled and walked up to Qingyu. Subconsciously took a step back.

Well, Qingyu guessed, this should be another unwholesome fate in the past of Senior Yuding.

"So, you are?"

"My name is Wuwang." The man raised his eyebrows, and Qingyu put his hands on his eyes.

"Are you—Wu Wang Jing?"

"Well, you used to call me a toenail!"

"Ah?" Where did this start?Hey, never mind, that's what Senior Yu Ding called it.

"Hahaha, let's not talk about this, you ask me to come out, let's chat!" Wu Wang put his hand on Qingyu's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and smiled again.

Qingyu couldn't help frowning a little bit, what's wrong with this man?
"Where is this place?"

"My mirror world!" Wu Wang proudly introduced: "How is it? Not bad."

"So, that Yang Jian and I are fake?"

Come on, chatter, I have a lot of questions to ask, and Qingyu is not polite at all.

"This statement is wrong. Everything in the world is true and false. How can you tell the difference clearly? There is a way that true and false are also true and false, and true and false are also true when false!" Wu Wang looked towards Yang Jian: "Anyway, that person seems to be serious."

"Can you explain clearly, true is true, false is false, where are there so many twists and turns?"

"Cut, vulgar!"

"..."

"Okay, tell me that you can understand, what you did with Yang Jian now will be stored in your minds, as for you, it is what your stupid apprentice sees, and he transformed it."

"Huh—I still don't understand you when you say that! Is there a simpler explanation?"

Wu Wang rolled his eyes: "My God, you have lived for tens of thousands of years and can't understand human speech, can you?"

"But are you... sure you're speaking human language?"

"That's all, I don't care about your stone head. To put it simply, it's Yang Jian's dream inside that barrier! I pulled his dream into my mirror, and you were pulled by me. Come in and watch the dream."

"You are really a pervert, you have nothing to do to spy on other people's dreams!" Qingyu couldn't help complaining, and then wondered whether Wuwangjing actually has the ability to peek into dreams and lure people into dreams.

"Heh, I don't know good people!" Wu Wang actually had an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Good intentions? Then I would like to ask Immortal Wuwang, what is your purpose for doing this?"

"You just watch here." Wu Wang smiled and said, "Look at your disciple's dream."

The two looked into the barrier——

Many people slowly emerged in the enchantment, and those people, Qingyu knew, and most of them were deeply impressed. They were all people who had injured Qingyu more or less in previous lives. They waved the sticks, knives and guns in their hands, Fiercely, he rushed towards the woman in the blue shirt.

The woman in the green shirt still sat there in the enchantment, playing the piano in front of her with a peaceful face.

Yang Jian waved the blade in his hand and slashed towards those people.

"Don't—" Qingyu hit the barrier forcefully, but the barrier didn't move at all, but her hand was injured, and it couldn't stop shaking.

She also hated those faces in the enchantment. Seeing Yang Jian killing them all so simply, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. That feeling was not joy, but fear.

But Yang Jian in the enchantment couldn't hear or see Qingyu, he killed everyone who wanted to hurt his master, even if they had no power to restrain a chicken, even if they were just mortals.

The blood stained the Xuanyi, and a mountain of corpses was piled up in the enchantment. That handsome face was full of evil spirits, decisive and enjoyable.

"What? How could there be these people in his dream? Wuwang? Is it your fault?" Qingyu looked at the man in purple next to him, already panicking.

"Well, I think he really wants you to work hard on the Yuquan Mountain, so I will help him!" Wu Wang said indifferently.

"Help him? You're hurting him!" Qingyu looked at Yang Jian again, feeling a little strange.

"Hahaha... the disciple was taught by you, and his xinxing has become like this. Just looking at your past, I can't bear it? How can you blame me?"

"Wu Wang, what is the purpose of you pulling me and Yang Jian into the mirror?"

"I've said it all, help him!" Wu Wang began to be serious: "I know you, all about your past, you come from a later life, this is my ability."

"..." Qingyu was a little surprised. Is this the power of ancient treasures?
"It's far-fetched for you to be a god. If it weren't for the gods to help you and guide you, your life would be even more difficult. You, Mo Qingyu, as a human being, have never given up your emotions, desires, greed, hatred and obsession, but you have to To do godly things, indecisive, undecided."

"You know, human nature is too strong! The disciples you teach can at most become benevolent, but hardly immortal!"

"Look at his appearance in the dream, where is there any demeanor that a god should have? If this continues, a good seedling will be destroyed in your hands."

(End of this chapter)