Survive the Whole People Against the Beast: I Can See the Hidden Information

Xie Mei Wuxin's eyes were indifferent, and he moved his gaze to Su Fan's body.

Su Fan's heart tightened for no reason, he only felt that the aura of the monk opposite seemed to have changed.

The benevolence and kindness of the past did not exist in the eyes, but there were traces of evil bursting out, fascinating.

"This is the Su Fan that the bald donkey is thinking about?" Xie Mei Wuxin said with disdain, "Huh, it's really unpleasant, there are so many things to grind."

"Go away, don't get so close to me!" The evil charm said to Su Fan who was getting closer and closer in disgust.

"Hey hey hey, what is your guy suddenly going crazy? Is he sick?" Su Fan curiously placed his hand on Wuxin monk's forehead, trying to see if he had a fever and burned his brain.

Monk Wuxin stepped back two steps timidly, and then with a cold face, he unintentionally looked around.

At this moment, his face revealed a little bit of excitement.

"Hahahaha, I really have to experience it personally. It's boring, boring, too boring. I'm facing a group of bald donkeys all day, facing obscure ancient books."

The corners of his mouth were raised, his hands spread out, and his expression was extremely mad, "Where is the yin soldier and the yin general? Where is the arrogant Son? Oh, yes..."

Monk Wuxin paused slightly, and stepped his foot on a piece of dark black iron spattered from the battle, "and the ghost king who created the illusion!!"

Ghost King?

Su Fan was stunned again when he listened to what he said unintentionally, whose temperament had changed drastically.

Create hallucinations?

Su Fan clutched his chin. It seems that everything around was built based on the memory of the Wuxin monk, but...

Unexpectedly, the existence behind this is really the king of ghosts!

Even if it is, it must be special. Maybe it's just good at creating hallucinations, and its true combat power must not be as powerful as its power.

Su Fan was still quite casual at the moment, after all, the unintentional monk who knew the inside story didn't panic much.

Even if Monk Wuxin's temperament has changed at this time, his strength can't be comparable to great power, so what's to worry about.

"This trial is really good. Practitioners and all kinds of interesting things are everywhere like reptiles." The Wuxin monk waved his hand forward. "It's so interesting, it's time to kill!"

"Hahahaha!"

Su Fanxu stared at the unintentional monk who was laughing wildly, "Okay, well, your crazy criticism should converge. Let's go and continue to explore."

Monk Wuxin glanced at Su Fan lightly, then coldly dropped a word, "Come with me!"

Su Fan was about to step forward and follow him, unexpectedly he suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes behind him.

"Hey, Master." Xiao Huo leaned in mysteriously, his white face full of suspiciousness. "This smelly monk just said that--what a horrible thing."

The small fire generally stretched the sound, standing on tiptoes and raising his hands above his head to measure how terrifying it was.

"You threaten to kill everyone, master, don't you have anything to say?" Xiao Huo blinked his eyes twice.

"Yes, in my opinion, it's better to be separated from this kid." Tuntian also made suggestions on the side.

"What do you need to say?" Su Fan scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The Wuxin monk, who had walked a distance in front of him, turned his head and let out a cold cry.

"Wow, here comes." Su Fan waved his hand and followed lazily, leaving only the small fire and swallowing sky peeking from the ground.

"Um...Big brother, what's the situation?" Tuntian only felt confused. When he met such a crazy critic, normal people would find a way to stay away.

"It's over." Xiao Huo shuddered, as if thinking of some bad memory, "Two lunatics met together."

She caught up with the two figures in front of her in three steps and two steps, still whispering in her mouth: "The trial is going to be messy. These two lunatics will not give up unless they upset the tower of refining. "

...

Somewhere in the mausoleum.

King Huntian Xiaopeng had cold eyes, and his terrifying murderous aura was the same as it was, and he cut open the Yin Soldiers one by one.

"My patience is limited. After ten minutes, if there are still these scumbags, then I will smash them together with this tomb!!"

When the voice fell, he displayed Tianpeng's speed and continued to explore in the tomb.

Inside a palace in the mausoleum.

"Hi, his grandma, why I wandered around, as if I was walking around in circles." Lei Qianlie looked at some familiar scenes around him, holding his head depressed.

"It's so annoying." Lei Qianlie rubbed his messy hair, "If only those nasty ghosts are here, you don't need to think or follow them."

...

"Master Wuxin, what exactly do you know?" Su Fan scratched his head.

Monk Wuxin suddenly stopped. He turned his head and glanced at Su Fan indifferently, "Shut up, you just need to remember, just follow me!"

The above are the true thoughts in his heart.

In reality, Wuxin monk suppressed his inner irritability and explained in a dull voice: "It is a special kind of ghost king, called the'cry soul beast'."

"Cry soul beast?" Su Fan felt as if he had heard of this name somewhere, much like the spirit beast of Han Laohei in someone's biography of immortality that he had read before crossing.

"This beast is shaped like a monkey, and its body is green. It is not strong, but it can sneak into people's memory and create an incomparably real illusion."

Monk Wuxin calmly finished the explanation, as if he had consumed all his temperament, he didn't want to look at Su Fan again, turned and rushed forward.

"Hmm." Su Fan touched his chin, "It's a soul crying beast, but it's not exactly the same. It's about the same length, but it's not the same function."

He hurried to catch up, "Wuxin, you run so fast, do you know where the soul crying beast is?"

Monk Wuxin was a little impatient, and stared at Su Fan coldly, "Nonsense, dare you waste my time, be careful I will kill you too!"

"Hey~www.readwn.com~ I just wanted to say." Su Fan's mouth rose, and at this moment, there was a little madness between his eyebrows.

Is it... an illusion?

Monk Wuxin was slightly startled, his crazy look disappeared in an instant.

"Is there a way to conquer the crying soul beast?"

"Haha, it's interesting, I didn't misunderstand you!" Monk Wuxin's eyes were burning, "I want to subdue the ghost king who is feared by countless people, that is synonymous with curse!"

Then his expression changed and he made a regretful expression, "Unfortunately, the ghost king cannot be contained, at least..." He lightly tapped to his temple, "I don't have that method here."

Su Fan pursed his mouth and shook his head slightly, "That's really a pity."

"If this is the case, let me put it in another way." The corner of Su Fan's mouth raised. "Can you control the illusion so that King Huntian Xiaopeng and Lei Qianlie can meet."

"Hehe, I feel a little sorry if I don't cause some trouble for this crazy fellow like King Huntian Xiaopeng."