In-depth love test: the president should stop

boom!

With a loud bang, the light in the room flickered.

The ghost hand with the size of a millstone dissipated and became invisible as the eerie ghostly aura dissipated and became invisible, and even the ferocious face gradually faded away in the rippling air like a pool of water.

The room gradually became brighter, and there were two people in the room, Leng Yan and the high priest. Leng Yan stood on the spot, his body was straight and straight, and he seemed to pierce the sky with pride, but there was a smear of blood on the corner of his lips.

The high priest stood opposite Leng Yan, his old body stood upright, and between his eyes opened and closed, wisps of light burst out, and the two eyes locked on Leng Yan firmly. [

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke. The atmosphere in the room seemed to be frozen in this confrontation. It took a long time for the figure of the high priest to move. The tall and straight figure was like a balloon with a hole in it. Like, suddenly flattened, and his complexion became cloudy and uncertain.

"Sure enough, a hero is a boy, no wonder he can kill Ah Chou." The high priest praised, his face regained his composure, and he waved his hand. The high priest pointed to the table and stool not far away and said, "Young man!" , come and sit down."

Leng Yan's eyes flickered, and he walked towards the table and stool, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he was terrified. At that moment before, he, who had experienced many battles, had a feeling of facing death directly.

With a wry smile in his heart, Leng Yan has a more intuitive understanding of this supernatural power, and a sense of awe rises in his heart, not to say that he is afraid, but he is unwilling to face it.

The previous scene was naturally an illusion, but this illusion was almost unreal. Even with his observation and sensitivity, he didn't see any flaws at all. The suffocating aura and the breathtaking coercion are all so real, as if they are really facing a ghost with unpredictable power.

"Young man, how did you see through my illusion." The high priest and Leng Yan sat down on a coffee table, and the high priest asked while pouring tea for Leng Yan.

"It's a fluke to say it." Leng Yan smiled wryly, and said truthfully: "The illusion of the old gentleman is extremely realistic, and the kid can't see the slightest flaw at all."

"Oh, can you break my illusion without seeing the flaw?" The high priest was a little bit unconvinced. "To be honest, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but I have gradually believed in them in recent years. But even if there is a power beyond nature, I don't think it is invincible and invincible. Things happen. Because, the generation of each force has its reasons as well as its flaws and corresponding cracking methods..."

Leng Yan talked eloquently, and revealed his solution. It turned out that when he was suppressed by ghosts, he felt invincible, and even gave up resisting. However, he has experienced many battles after all. No matter how many times he had experienced life and death, the moment this negative emotion was generated, it quickly aroused his vigilance, bit the tip of his tongue in an instant, and restored his clarity, and his mind was more flexible than ever.

After coming to this room, everything echoed in his mind like lightning, and he finally made a bold judgment, that is, the ghosts and ghost hands are hallucinations, all of which are illusions created by the high priest, so facing the He straightened his back, did not dodge or evade the surging ghost hands, and chose to take a gamble, betting that all of this was an illusion, and the result was undoubtedly that he won.