Cannon fodder, she's reborn

Chapter 652 The Secret of the Mist

Mu Bingyun's words made You Yanghong a little uncomfortable.The old face felt a little burning, and a junior didn't care about it anymore. If he cared about it any more, wouldn't he feel a little petty?

However, he is still a strong man of the generation, so he must have his own airs, right?

However, feeling the appearance of the Soul Emperor, he didn't dare to put on airs anymore.His complexion is still not good-looking. In fact, he has thought a lot these days, and he has also figured out a lot. What he did back then was indeed biased and harmed many innocent people.

He just couldn't let it go.Now that Mu Bingyun said "Uncle You", he didn't know what to do.

It was You Yuanzhi who said, "Father, have you been here before?"

In one sentence, You Yanghong woke up.With a cold face on purpose, he looked at the mist: "I have been here." Not only have I been here, but I have also experienced it deeply. The past is like smoke, and now that incident has passed for a long time. You Yuanzhi, hastily entered Shengmen, and chased here.

In the mist, many things happened.

Several people felt that You Yanghong's body seemed to be covered with dust, and they didn't know what they thought of.

"I don't know if I can talk about it?"

Mu Qingrou asked, "To tell you the truth, I have broken through the mist many times, but I have never been able to break through. Yun'er said that this place is not a formation, and I also believe it. How much do you know about this place?"

You Yanghong looked at Mu Qingrou, and saw that his appearance was somewhat similar to Mu Bingyun, but he was more mature.It is clear in my heart that the two are mostly mother-daughter relationship.

The words have reached this point, and now they will also travel through the fog together.You Yanghong gradually let go of his face, paused for a while, and spoke.

"This is indeed not a formation, the secret is these fogs."

"Senior You, what do you mean, you have a way to get there?" Feng'er asked in surprise, the urgency in her eyes, anyone could see how much she wanted to go out.Naturally, not only Feng'er, but the others were also somewhat happy.

"So, what is the secret of these fogs?"

Mu Bingyun asked, grabbing a handful of mist with one hand, but couldn't feel anything special.Seeing her actions, Feng'er snorted coldly in her heart, she didn't understand anything and was still talking nonsense here.

"and many more--"

Mu Bingyun suddenly spread out his palm: "What is this?"

Just now, she just grabbed a handful of mist, and didn't think that she could really discover anything.But when she spread her hands again, she discovered something special.The mist was white, but crystals appeared on her palm.Some of them seemed to be small particles formed by the accumulation of these fogs. She immediately checked with Chi Ye, but she still couldn't figure out what this thing was.

However, Qianji raised her palm and touched the small particle: "I see."

Everyone looked at Qianji in unison, even You Yanghong was a little surprised: "You know?" The aura on his body was actually very similar to that of the person who snatched his wife away.Although he later killed many immortals, there are still many differences between these immortals and the immortal who snatched his wife first.

At the beginning, he was blinded by hatred, and he didn't dare to be the same or different.At first, he only thought it was the difference between immortals, but when he saw Qianji again, You Yanghong was a little uncertain.

Sensing the other party's scrutiny, especially the hostility in You Yanghong's eyes, Qian Ji frowned: "Do you have any enemies who look like me? If so, it must not be me. I was raped by you 1 years ago People are locked in the palace, but tell me who is the person who has hatred against you?"

In fact, Qian Ji just wanted to make sure that the person who had a grudge against You Yanghong was an ancient immortal, or someone she knew.If so, you can start from here, how did those ancient immortals take away the luck to become gods from the immortals in the immortal world.

Dongfangming!
Qian Ji gritted her teeth in her heart and called out the name, since you want to become a god, then she will not let him become a god.If he has become a god, even if he hits the God Realm, even if he is smashed to pieces, she will give it a try. Dongfang Ming, I, Qianji, swear, I will deprive you of everything you care about.

"Qianji, are you alright?"

Augusta patted Qianji's shoulder worriedly. For a moment, Qianji's expression was very ferocious, and countless murderous auras emerged around her.Hearing Augusta's words, Qianji came back to her senses, only to realize that everyone's faces were not very good-looking.Obviously, she didn't contain her murderous aura and almost hurt someone.

Mu Bingyun and Mu Qingrou are protected by the Soul Emperor, so they are naturally fine.Ao Jiuxiao is fine, after all, he is not bad, Augusta can hear him speak with great anger, and knows that there is nothing wrong.

The strength of You Yuanzhi and his son is not weak, however, Feng'er is a little sad, her chest is constricted, and a mouthful of blood is almost spurted out.After Qianji withdrew all her momentum, she felt much better.Now she really didn't dare to offend Qianji easily, she was so powerful that she could be pinched to death with one finger.

She couldn't see Qianji's strength before, and she thought that the other party was pretending to be vague, and her strength was not strong. Only now did she realize that her strength was so strong that she couldn't even see it.

"Feel sorry."

Qianji ignored Feng'er, but continued to look at You Yanghong.

You Yanghong finally came to his senses, with a grim face on his face: "Of course I can remember." Even if it turns into ashes, he can still remember this person.His wife, who was originally loving with him, left without saying a word.If it weren't for the appearance of this person, how could he have almost separated from his son these days?
If so many things hadn't happened, he might never be able to wake up.It turned out that he had been taking his son with him before, on a road of no return.If one day they encounter a cruel and powerful immortal who they can't do anything about, wouldn't they just be able to live and die at ease?

Yuan Zhi is right, he must ask again.Many of these things are too suspicious, if he hadn't suspected in his heart, he wouldn't be easily persuaded by Yuan Zhi.

Thinking of this, You Yanghong's palm moved slightly, and a white force came out from the palm, gradually condensing into a figure beside him.From bottom to top, a handsome man appeared in front of him.

Seeing this person again, You Yanghong wished he could rush up and crush him immediately.

Qianji stared closely at this figure, those eyes, and that face.After a long time without regaining consciousness, Mu Bingyun noticed that Qianji was pinching her palm fiercely, with bright red blood dripping from the crevices between her fingers.

"Qianji, is this person?"

Qianji took a deep breath, seemed to expel all the turbid air, and smiled slightly: "No, it's more uncomfortable than that." Her eyes were a little absent-minded, dim, and a little angry, "Seventy percent similar."

(End of this chapter)