I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 679 I am always outstanding

"Why don't you speak? Is it because your bloodline has deteriorated and you are mute?"

Mi August did not intend to alarm the snake from the beginning. Instead of making derailed words and deeds now and testing whether there would be changes in the two people in front of her, she was more inclined to verify the return of the Yin Vein demon as a human being.

It just so happened that 'Zhenyun' didn't want to pay attention to Shafan. She walked silently to the garbage dump to throw away the discarded human body materials, and then went to the material park. She was forcibly accelerated by the film halfway and arrived directly. After communicating with the caretaker about her needs, she selected Yin. The pulse demonizes people.

When I met this Yin-vein demon again, his physical condition and reaction were the same as when I first met him last time, and his attitude towards Mi August was no different.

"You are really good at choosing. The price of this one is not low."

The watcher's timing of speaking and the micro-expression on his face were spot on.

"Master Ling has new inspiration recently, and there will be a breakthrough soon." Mi August replied.

She walked out of the material garden and arrived at Master Ling's laboratory in a blink of an eye, where she was stared at impatiently by the middle-aged alchemist.

For Mi August, who had already experienced it once, when he next operated the furnace, he felt even more proficient as if he had done it thousands of times.

She suddenly understood that the consciousness belonging to 'Zhenyun' in her mind might have actually done the same job thousands of times.

This proficiency does not mean assisting Master Ling in doing thousands of different experiments, but in repeating one experiment thousands of times.

So is the owner of this mind still alive? Are you aware that you are repeating yourself? Or is it the first time in his mind that every time it is repeated, he does not remember that he is repeating it?

"wrong."

During the experiment, Mi August, the assistant, suddenly spoke.

Words and deeds that go beyond the established track once again trigger a chemical reaction.

The world once again had that weird sense of stagnation, as if time was divided between people and everything around them. The time of the latter stopped, but the thinking of the former was still active.

Mi August watched all the changes quietly, but as the culprit who provoked all this, he once again made a "Zhenyun" expression, as if he knew nothing about his "evil deeds".

But the pebbles have been thrown into the pool, and no matter how small the ripples are, they are traces that cannot be erased.

Master Ling stood motionless, his expression as blank and stiff as a dummy. Only one pair of eyes stared straight at Mi August, his emotionless eyes making people feel numb.

The one who reacted the most was the demonized person imprisoned in the furnace.

He suddenly woke up just like the previous time, and regarded Mi August as a life-saving straw.

"It's different..."

It's indeed different.

This time he said a few fewer words, and his tone was different from last time.

"kill me!"

But the desire to die is still as strong as ever.

Because Mi August's derailment this time was earlier than last time, the body of the Yin Meridian Demonic Man has not completely collapsed, and he has more physical and mental strength than last time.

It can be heard by the speed of speech and the loudness of the voice.

"Please, kill me!"

"I can't stand it anymore, let me die!"

"Don't let me stay here!!"

The thinking belonging to 'Zhenyun' in Mi August's mind was still very slow and did not give an effective thinking response.

However, after following 'Zhenyun's' thoughts twice, she could probably analyze the character of this young elite disciple.

Mi August predicted Zhenyun's reaction to this situation, looked at Master Ling, and asked him the question.

"Master Ling, what should disciples do?"

Master Ling, who was as dull as a dummy, seemed to be awakened by her question.

It is different from the demonized person with Yin veins who crazily wants to die.

Master Ling's expression was still dull, but his eyes had a more subtle light.

That kind of strange light was terrifyingly aggressive, and a strong sense of inhumanity came to my face.

Human aggression is always accompanied by desires, power, profit, sex, greed... ultimately have a purpose. But there was no aggression in these eyes, as if they were born like this, and everything was its prey.

"Do you want to kill him?" Master Ling asked without answering.

His tone was as stiff as his expression.

Mi August answered cautiously: "Disciple, follow Master Ling's instructions."

Master Ling: "..."

The strange light in his eyes grew stronger, piercing into Mi August's soul.

Mi August sensed that the consciousness belonging to 'Zhenyun' in his mind was frightened.

She showed her obedience, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw her Yin veins turning into a demon, and found that the other person had turned into a numb and painful appearance, and the sober and crazy death-seeking side seemed to be short-lived.

At the time-frozen scene, only Mi August and the abnormal Lingshi were left confronting each other.

Mi August's patience was always good, but the one who was controlling Master Ling was obviously lacking.

As a result of this silent confrontation, Master Ling spoke first.

"Why did you say it was wrong?"

Mi August looked confused.

What's wrong?

Disciple Zhenyun doesn’t know.

Master Ling: "..."

Mi August faintly heard an unusual sound, a bit like glass cracking, very slight and close, right behind her. It's just that it's not convenient for her to turn around now, and it's not convenient for her to use her spiritual sense to find out.

After a few seconds, Master Ling's expression suddenly returned to normal, the stasis of time around him disappeared, and Zhenyun's thoughts in Mi August's mind began to work again, catching up with the moment when she derailed her words and deeds.

Both Master Ling and Zhenyun seemed to have no memory of just a few minutes ago.

The experiment of demonizing people through Yin veins continues.

This time, Mi August did not become a demon again until the end of the experiment of demonizing people through Yin veins.

The failure of the experiment caused Master Ling to walk away, and Zhenyun took her resentment out on the demon-like person.

Mi August took advantage of the turning movement to get the spirit blade and quickly glanced behind him where he heard the strange noise before.

——The one-meter-long space is densely covered with several cracks like broken crystals. These cracks are not static dead objects, but like blood vessels, with strange liquids constantly rolling and converging in the shadows of the corners.

From the shadow of the corner, Mi August once again felt a strong sense of aggression and peeping.

Who hides in the shadow of time and space to spy on her and observe her.

Mi August held the spirit blade and stood in front of the Yin Vein demon who was not completely dead. He looked at him angrily for a few seconds, and then cut him apart with a neat technique.

Click, click——

The shattering sound sounded again.

Master Ling left and came back.

As soon as Mi August saw the other party's dull face, he knew that this was not a predetermined plot.

"You're pitying him."

Because there was no emotion in his tone of voice, Mi August could not tell whether the other party was questioning or stating facts.

Mi August said in shock: "Disciple is not."

Master Ling took a step closer and was very close to Mi August.

Facing these inhuman eyes, with such power that shocked the soul, Zhenyun's mind became paralyzed.

Mi August's head was covered with cold sweat of fear, and he explained loudly: "This disciple is venting his anger."

Master Ling's voice seemed to go directly into her soul, "Your sword technique was not cruel enough. It did not bring him pain, but gave him relief."

Mi August was confused for a moment and murmured: "My sword skills have always been excellent."

Even in a state of panic, these words were filled with Li Jingsheng's pride.

Master Ling: "..."