glamorous ghost wife

Chapter 183 Clone
This feeling is very strange, like an instinct, although the old man's voice, appearance and majesty are indeed very similar to the Yan Lingzi in my memory, but my intuition tells me that there must be something wrong.

I have inherited the inheritance memory of Yan Lingzi, and all the previous signs show that Yan Lingzi has long since died, and it is impossible for him to be alive.

Most importantly, I feel that the old man on the altar at this time is always missing something compared to Yan Lingzi in my memory...

Lonely, without the feeling of loneliness!

In the second half of his life, Yan Lingzi was in misery and went against the sky. He just wanted to resurrect his wife and children, but failed in the end. His unwillingness shook the world.

However, the old man on the altar at this time did not feel lonely and lonely at all. Instead, he felt arrogance and contempt for the world. Others may not be able to detect it, but as the inheritor of Yanlingzi, I But feel it.

Seeing that I still didn't respond, the old man raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, the majestic aura around him became even stronger.

The underground space is like a violent tornado blowing, the space is shaking, the cave wall is hit by this violent breath, and there are dense cracks, many rock fragments and dust are scattered on the top of the underground cave, and the ground under the feet seems to be trembling.

I gasped, breathing became more and more difficult, and I looked at the old man with more vigilance, with strong fear in my heart.

This kind of aura is really terrifying, I have a hunch that if this old man makes a move on me, he will crush me in minutes.

"Don't kneel down yet!" The old man sternly shouted, his voice sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu, with a special power that shook the heart.

My legs were trembling a little, but I also had a backbone, how could I kneel down to a guy of unknown origin!
I gritted my teeth fiercely, the qi in my body circulated crazily, resisting this violent coercion, and when I was about to dodge and rush out of this underground space, a sudden change occurred.

The fat cat, who had been quiet in my arms all this time, jumped out at this moment, and its target was the old man.

I was shocked and shouted subconsciously: "Come back!"

This old man doesn't know what his background is, but judging from the terrifying coercion he's erupting now, he is definitely an extremely tyrannical existence.Although Fat Cat has a special bloodline, although its strength is not weak, it is still a juvenile after all, and cannot display the true strength of the Banlan clan. If it faces that old man, it will definitely...

"Oh, my face... bastard, get out of here, I'm going to lose my temper... Oops, my nose..."

Seeing the scene on the altar, I was dumbfounded. I stared at it with wide eyes, and my eyeballs almost flew out.

The extremely solemn and frightening old man was being attacked by the fat cat at this moment.The old man was in a hurry, running around with his head in his arms, he didn't have the majesty that a tyrannical existence should have at all, and he was very embarrassed when he was chased by the fat cat.

Nima, what's the matter!

"Bastard, stop!"

"Boy, quickly take your broken cat back, or I will really lose my temper!"

"This seat is really angry..."

The old man ran away with his head in his arms, cursing angrily, his face was scratched with bloodstains by the fat cat, and the clothes on his body were scratched a lot by the fat cat.However, the strange thing is that the old man has been passively defending, without the slightest intention of killing the fat cat.

In other words, he had nothing to do with Fat Cat!
I frowned, and the corners of my mouth twitched a few times. I looked at the old man who had already run down the altar and ran around in a strange way, and a strange thought came to my mind.

This old guy, doesn't he have any power?Or that he can only release that terrifying aura to scare people?
When I think about it, I feel a little sick.If it's really what I guessed, wouldn't I have been tricked by this old guy before?If Fat Mao didn't see the old guy's weakness, I really ran away just now.

Damn it!

I glared at the old man running around with hatred, gritted my teeth and said to Fat Mao, "Be more careful!"

After hearing my order, Fat Cat became more energetic, his speed was a little faster, and his attacks became darker.Shangsanlu, who had been taking care of the old man before, is now the real black hand of Fat Mao, targeting the old man's crotch and other important places.

In this way, the old man was really panicked, running around crying and howling, and after being almost blown up by the fat cat on his butt, the old man knelt down in front of me with a thud, crying with snot and tears .

"Don't play, don't play, I was wrong, my lord, spare me!"

Although it is now confirmed that the old man in front of me is not Yan Lingzi, but seeing someone exactly like Yan Lingzi kneeling in front of me crying and begging, I still have a very awkward feeling in my heart.

I waved my hand to stop the fat cat from attacking the old man in front of me. I stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Hearing my question, the old man looked at me bitterly, hesitant to speak, as if hesitating.

I snorted coldly, and then said to the fat cat, "Fuck him!"

"No, I said!" The old man seemed to be afraid of Sha Mao, and hurriedly said: "I am Yan Lingzi, I..."

"Fuck him hard!" I interrupted the old man directly, and said to Fat Mao hard.

Damn, if you haven't told the truth until now, you really treat me like a three-year-old child.

"Ah~" The old man let out a scream, and the fat cat's claws directly plunged into his buttocks, quite deep into the flesh, if the position was a little bit farther, it would probably have been directly raped.

"What I said is true. I am Yan Lingzi... No, no, no, I am a clone of Yan Lingzi. Since you can wake me up, you must be a disciple of Shangqing Taoism. Can't you feel me? The breath on my body...ah...don't poke it, it hurts!"

The old guy knelt on the ground and twisted his buttocks, with a look of sorrow on his face, and howled continuously.

I waved my hand, stopped the fat cat again, and stared at the old guy.

"Are you the clone of Yan Lingzi?" I squinted my eyes and hummed, "How can it be possible that the clone of Yan Lingzi doesn't have the slightest power? Kong has momentum but no strength. It's impossible for Senior Yan Lingzi to be as empty as you are." Shell clone. Besides, Senior Yan Lingzi is dead. If you are really his clone, how could you survive till now? Honestly tell me who you are. I have limited patience. If you don’t tell the truth, don’t blame me ..."

"Really, what I said is true!" The old guy was about to cry, and said anxiously: "I am indeed the clone of Yan Lingzi. I have cut off contact with this deity many years ago, and I have been sleeping until now. I don't know what's going on! My strength was quite strong at first, but after so many years of deep sleep, it may have something to do with the deity's severing contact. The strength dissipated little by little, and finally only the original momentum remained. ...I didn't lie to you!"

(End of this chapter)