The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 3057 She is not her
"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."

The voice in his head changed from bewitching to crazy, the voice was sharp and piercing, full of gloom, crazily clamoring in his mind.

He only felt a sharp pain in his head, and felt that his whole brain was about to explode, and the emotion that had just been suppressed in his heart rolled out again.

Leng Wushang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and caught everyone's gaze unexpectedly.

But at this moment, those dark red eyes turned black.

The thick black is so deep that you can't see the bottom, it seems to be infected by ink, which makes people feel panic inexplicably.

"Too bad, uncle, his inner demons can't be suppressed anymore, he's going to be controlled by those grievances."

Zheng——

Liu Yunxian's fingertips hurt, and the strings under his fingers suddenly snapped, making a piercing cry.

This sound penetrated one's eardrums, directly attacked one's divine sea, and created a layer of waves in the human's divine sea, making one feel a tingling pain from one's spiritual consciousness.

Immortal Liuyun's complexion was particularly ugly at this time, she pressed her hand on the strings, and looked straight at the figure standing up in the pool of blood, the other's eyes swept over, dark, as if for a moment See through her whole person.

At that moment, Liu Yunxian only felt that he was like a fish on the board, and he would never be able to escape the cold kitchen knife.

Her body felt chills uncontrollably, and those quiet eyes were no longer calm as before, causing monstrous waves.

She suddenly stood up from the ground, holding the qin in her hand, standing in front of Liu Xibai, protecting him firmly behind her, looking at the people in the pool of blood vigilantly.

The man with the iron mask couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene, but his brows opened soon, because they were happy to see this scene come true.

They came here originally to release the grievances here.

Although, the appearance of other people here surprised them, and what surprised them even more was that this Leng Wushang of the Leng family used himself as a container to seal up these grievances in his body.

But it doesn't matter to them.

Their only purpose is to release their grievances.

Regardless of the method, as long as the resentment is released, it will be considered a success, just like Leng Wushang who was controlled by the resentment at this time.

As long as their grievances are not restricted, they are all happy to see their success.

Now this situation happens to be unnecessary for them to take action.

No wonder the adults didn't let them make a move, the emotional adults had expected this scene a long time ago, as expected of their adults, they really predicted things like a god.

The men in the iron mask couldn't help but cast their eyes on the person in front of them with admiration.

It's just that the adults they admire are not in a very good mood at this time.

Under the cover of the hood, her brows were tightly knit together, and her complexion was constantly changing.

In the heart, there is an inexplicable feeling.

The emotions were very complicated. There seemed to be something in her mind that was struggling to get out of the ground, but was pressed down firmly, which made her feel a little abnormal.

The emotions in my heart were tumbling violently, as if I was worried?

Who is she worried about, is it Leng Wushang?

Why should she worry about him, he is the enemy of the Holy Temple.

The God Lord will kill anyone in the Leng family.

Her worry came out of nowhere, but she couldn't ignore it. She always felt as if she had forgotten something important, as if she wasn't her.

咚

A muffled sound resounded in her mind, causing her to start slightly. All the emotions in her heart faded away, and the complex emotions in those eyes became cold in an instant. There were not many emotions in the eyes, and some were just murderous intent.

For her emotions just now, she seems to have forgotten, and her eyes are just looking closely at the person who is controlled by resentment in the blood pool.

(End of this chapter)