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Chapter 77 See Su Yuning?
The monk in charge of the assessment said nothing, took out a small incense burner from the storage bag, lit a thin piece of incense and stuck it on it, and then turned his attention to Jiang Shaobai.

Wen Xiangyi sneered inwardly. He really didn't know whether to call this person strict or deliberate. This incense burned faster than ordinary incense.

She guessed that this was not the first time this person had done this, otherwise he would not be carrying a stick of incense with him.

Ling Lan whispered, "Believe Xiaobai."

Wen Xiangyi's expression twisted into a mask of pain, "Okay, don't be poisonous. Usually it's a flag!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up." Ling Lan made a gesture to lock her mouth.

The other monks also looked at Jiang Shaobai with the intention of watching the excitement. If there was a casino here, people with good intentions would probably open a gambling game.

Ling Lan and Wen Xiangyi were waiting anxiously outside, but Jiang Shaobai in the fantasy world was very calm.

Before asking, he probably guessed what he would see, so when those pictures appeared in front of him one by one, there was no wave in his heart.

The first illusion was just as he thought, when he was still a loser with four spiritual roots.

It was freezing cold, and he was forced to kneel in the snow wearing thin clothes. His face turned purple from the cold, and he almost lost consciousness.

Jiang Yun, the direct son of the Jiang family, and a group of people stood under the corridor and looked at him, with sarcastic faces and insulting words in his mouth.

"Jiang Shaobai, do you know the difference between you and my dog? My dog ​​can help me bite people after eating bones, but you will just kneel down like a piece of wood!"

"Hahahahaha! It's just a piece of trash from the Four Spiritual Roots. How can it be compared with the young master's dog?"

Jiang Shaobai wanted to speak, but a layer of frost seemed to have condensed in his throat, and it was extremely painful to swallow his saliva.

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up, and looked at them calmly.

However, his Gujing Wubo gaze made Jiang Yun's heart tremble, thinking that every time this good-for-nothing was humiliated, he would glare at him fiercely, but this time it was so abnormal, as if he had seen through the world of mortals and didn't care about anything.

Jiang Yun thought about it and concluded that this behavior was just a challenge to him. His face suddenly darkened, "What's your look? Do you want to have your eyes dug out and thrown into a snake den like that bitch of yours?"

Jiang Shaobai narrowed his eyes, but still didn't speak.

Once upon a time, his mother's death had always been a thorn in his heart, and the slightest touch would make him bleed.

He has also resented the injustice of God countless times. Why do people with good intentions not end well, but people with evil intentions can successfully pursue the path to immortality?
It is said that good and evil will be punished, but what about the reincarnation of cause and effect?
She was originally an orphan, but just because she had water spirit roots, she deserved to be the master of a monk in a big family?Just because it's a furnace, does it deserve to be used and abandoned?Just because you are beautiful, do you deserve to have your eyes gouged out and thrown into a cave of ten thousand snakes to be bitten to death?
Gradually, this thorn gradually turned into an inner demon that hindered his spiritual practice, until finally he woke up, killed the inner demon with his own hands, and ascended to immortality.

Even though Jiang Shaobai was mentally prepared, he still felt a little sad when he heard these words again.

When Jiang Yun saw Jiang Shaobai didn't speak, a burst of anger suddenly arose in his heart. He snorted and waved his hands casually, "This little bastard has hard wings, but he doesn't take this young master seriously. Please take good care of him." !”

When the few losers behind him heard this, they immediately agreed, rolled up their sleeves and walked over, glaring at Jiang Shaobai fiercely, "I've turned against you, how dare you disrespect the eldest young master!"

Jiang Shaobai looked at them expressionlessly, and snorted softly in his nose, "Whoever insults me will die, here comes the Kunwu sword!" There was a sharp clang, and a bright light came riding on the flying snow, Kunwu The sword fell steadily into Jiang Shaobai's hand. His eyes condensed, and the first illusion was broken as soon as he released a sword energy!

The space twisted, as if an invisible hand stirred the air in this area, and the surrounding scene changed drastically in the next second.

In the dilapidated room, Jiang Shaobai leaned against the bed with a bleak look on his face. He was covered with a quilt with many patches sewn on, and his mind was groggy.

He glanced at the quilt on his body and then at his hands, convinced that he was still in the Jiang family, and this time the timeline was when he was a child and his mother was still there.

Just as he was thinking about it, the wooden door creaked, and a young and beautiful woman walked in. Although she was dressed in simple clothes, she could not hide her cold temperament, which was like fine snow on the top of a mountain.

Seeing Jiang Shaobai, she had a sad look on her face, "Shaobai, how about my mother taking you away from the Jiang family?"

Jiang Shaobai looked at her expressionlessly, "You are not my mother."

The woman frowned, stepped forward and put the back of her hand on Jiang Shaobai's forehead, "Shaobai, what nonsense are you talking about? Is your fever too severe?"

Her expression was tense, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Jiang Shaobai grabbed her wrist, "Are you going to leave on your own, or do you want me to use violence to break the illusion?"

The woman frowned tightly, "Shaobai, what on earth are you talking about?"

Jiang Shaobai shook his head. He took a deep breath and said sorry, and then slapped the woman between the eyebrows with his palm.

The next second, the illusion was broken.

The scene changed again, and this time the illusion was somewhat beyond Jiang Shaobai's expectation. He didn't expect that he would actually see Su Yuning, whom he had almost never interacted with.

At this time, he was in a spiritual spring, and his body could clearly feel the spiritual energy around him. Su Yuning, wearing a thin dress, twisted and stood beside the spiritual spring, calling out to Shao Bai tenderly.

There was a strange sweet fragrance in the air, and there was an abnormal blush on her face. Jiang Shaobai only took a cursory glance and saw that she was under the love spell, and it happened to happen at this moment.

He pretended not to see it and immediately turned his back and swam farther away.

Su Yuning's cheeks turned even redder. She said "It's so hot" with blurry eyes, then opened her collar, revealing a large spring light, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Shaobai, don't you like me? Now help me." how am I?"

After saying that, she took off her outer shirt, jumped straight into the spiritual spring and swam towards Jiang Shaobai.

Jiang Shaobai originally wanted to kill her with a sword, but in the spiritual spring, he vaguely felt that he had a breakthrough, so he simply waved Su Yuning and knocked her away, and then set up an opaque barrier to surround the entire spiritual spring. Quan was isolated.

Su Yuning was thrown to pieces. She lay on the ground for a long time without regaining consciousness. When she saw a barrier suddenly appeared above the spiritual spring, she looked surprised and quickly went over to beat it.

"Shaobai, help me! My love poison is acting up. If you don't help me, I will die!"

(End of this chapter)