In the divine sense, an Shicong and Dian Gongrong are drinking mushroom soup, making a snoring sound. Qin Shuang's divine sense can even see the look of enjoyment on their faces. But in her vision, an Shicong was full of fear and blood.

"An Shicong, what's the matter with you?" Yu Guanting and others stood up from the campfire and ran to this side. Qin Shuang reaches out his hand to stop Yu Guanting and others, looks at an Shicong on guard and says:

"how can you prove that you are an Shicong?"

"Damn it, it's another trick!"

An Shicong took out a talisman and released it. The talisman released a colorless wave. In the wave, a low murmuring voice was produced. It could be heard, but it could not be heard clearly. It was full of mystery.

Just at the moment when the talisman was released, Qin Shuang saw an Shicong in his divine consciousness and said:

"Qin Shuang, why don't you talk? What's the matter?"

However, the voice was not ansikong's voice at all. It was a hoarse and low voice with a trace of trembling.

"It's that voice!"

Qin Shuang's whole body is tight, and she steps back two steps. Her eyes are tightly locked on an Shicong in front of her. It's not that she hasn't met a similar situation, but it's all in the magic array. And where is the magic array in front of you?

"Damn, which one is true?"

It seems that an Shicong in the village is a fake. But who can guarantee that an Shicong is real?

Just now he released a talisman. Who knows that the voice of an Shicong in the village was not changed by that talisman?

Qin Shuang's eyes keep looking up and down at an Shicong, but he can't be sure that the person in front of him is real, because in the divine sense, an Shicong in that village is also real.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you are an Shicong?"

Qin Shuangning asked in a voice. This sentence made Yu Guanting and other friars behind her nervous.

"Bang!"

Yu Guanting held a long gun and pointed to an Shicong, who was on the other side of the court. He said in a voice:

"who are you?"

An Shicong said with a bitter smile, "I'm really an Shicong."

At this point, he looked back anxiously at the village, then looked back at Qin Shuang and said:

"we once met the demon banbu fairy king in the void..."

He simply told the previous story, Qin Shuang's look was a little slow, because an Shicong told the real things.

"What about Dian Gong Rong? What about the more than 100 monks? Dian Gong Rong is the third level of the nine heaven Xuanxian. You can escape. Why didn't he escape? "

"I don't know!" An Shicong shook his head somewhat depressed and said, "after entering that house, we will separate. When I enter a house by myself and come out again, to tell you the truth, I don't know whether the Dian Gong Rong I see again is Dian Gong Rong, including those friars."

Qin Shuang frowned and said, "how did you get hurt?"

"The ghost suddenly appeared, and I fought with her. I yelled to Dian Gongrong for help, but they didn't seem to find me fighting with the ghost. What should I do and what else should I do. The ghost in the fight with me, issued a wave, I know that it is a kind of ghost skill, called psychedelic. Now I don't know whether they are controlled by the supernatural, or whether they are the illusions in my heart? "

Qin Shuang's eyebrows wrinkled more tightly, and a trace of irritability rose in her heart.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing up the gray dust on the ground, the whole world seems to become gray, making people feel unreal.

"Click..."

A flash of lightning in the sky lit up the space, making an Shicong's face pale in the lightning.

"Qin Shuang, let's leave and go back to the camp to meet with Xianjun." There was a tremor in sun yuan's voice.

Qin Shuang squints his eyes and looks at the village a hundred meters away. The whole village is shrouded in gray. In the strong wind, the gray dust swirls, which makes it more mysterious.

"Qin Shuang, let's go back." An Shicong said with an extremely uneasy look.

Qin Shuang's eyes looked at an Shicong, and his divine consciousness was still shrouded in the room in the village. He thought for a moment:

"Guanting!"

"Well?" Jade crown court's gun tip still points to an Shicong, the head also does not return ground to answer a way.

"You all use your Divine sense to explore the house and tell me what you see?"

"Good!"

Yuguanting and other twenty monks spread the divine consciousness, and soon came to the gate of the courtyard, then covered the house.

The divine consciousness of Qin Shuang still covers the honor of Dian Gong and an Shicong in the room.

"Well?"

Qin Shuang's heart jumps violently. In her divine consciousness, the figures of Dian Gong Rong and an Shicong suddenly fade, and then disappear."An Shicong, Dian Gongrong!"

Qin Shuang's divine sense reverberates in the room, but still can't hear the slightest response, even can't see the slightest figure. Qin Shuang's divine sense expanded rapidly, and spread from the room to the whole house. But at this time, the more than 100 monks disappeared, and there was no trace.

"How could that be?"

"Dian Gong Rong, an Shicong!"

The divine sense of Qin Shuang vibrates in the whole house, but there is still no response.

Qin Shuang takes back his divine sense and looks at Yu Guanting and others. Then he sees that Yu Guanting and others also take back their divine sense and look at Qin Shuang blankly. Seeing Qin Shuang looking over, they all shook their heads and said:

"I didn't see a figure."

"Boom..."

On the other side of the hillside, there was a loud noise, and the power it radiated had aftershocks. All of them turned their heads. Yu Guanting said in horror:

"qinshuang, the voice comes from the camp."

Qin Shuang tightly screwed his brow, and sun Yuan said again, "Qin Shuang, let's go back."

Qin Shuang looks down at the heart cone in his right hand, and remembers the scene of throwing it out and coming back inexplicably. There is a sense of uneasiness in his heart. Qin Shuang suddenly has a feeling that if he leaves like this, the uneasiness will haunt his heart all the time and become his own demon.

"Qiang..."

Qinshuang put the heart cone into the storage ring, pulled out the exquisite sword with his backhand, strode towards the village and said:

"I want to go in and have a look."

"Qin Shuang, Linglong sword can't be used casually, it will be possessed." Yang Linglong's voice appears in Qin Shuang's consciousness.

"Ghosts don't have blood. They won't let you be possessed."

Qin double divine sense of sound transmission, the pace does not stop.

"Qin Shuang you..." An Shicong and sun yuan spoke almost at the same time, with a tremor in their voice.

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