Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 37 It's not that I don't report it, the time has not come

The palm-sized baby was covered in blood and was still connected to the umbilical cord. He was giggling towards the black Moore Yin.

"Ah, ah, hell!!"

"Giggle..."

Moore wanted to throw the child out, but the child's skin and Moore's palm continued to link and fuse, as if the two were from one body.

Seeing his hand and the child continue to merge, the black man felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Moore..."

An extremely cool and hollow female voice sounded in front of Moore, and the woman chuckled lightly, "Moore, aren't you happy to see our child?"

"Cuckoo..."

Hearing the woman's voice, the baby who was constantly merging with the blacks seemed to be very happy, grinning with pale teeth, and kept waving his arms. During the dance, the umbilical cord on the stomach kept shaking.

Moore slowly raised his head along the umbilical cord, and saw a footless pale clothes corner floating in the air, with water dripping down the corner of the clothes.

It was a face without the slightest color of blood, with wet hair floating casually, the face could not be seen clearly, only exuding a very heavy sinister aura.

At this moment, the original secret realm has completely disappeared, it is just an endless darkness, at the end of the darkness there are faint peaks and towers, but they are all extremely dilapidated, mottled, and eerie.

"You, who are you?!"

Moore sat on the ground paralyzed in fright, and kept crawling backwards, but the more he crawled back, the more permeable the smile of the child in his hand was.

The water ghost approached the black Moore step by step, his sharp nails gleamed coldly, and he said grimly, "Moore, don't you know me?"

"Our son has been looking for his father every day, and today he finally got his wish..."

"Giggle..."

Baby smileys are even more so.

Moore stared sharply, looked at the familiar face, and asked in surprise, "It's you!"

"Honey, you finally think of me..."

The water ghost smiled and walked towards Moore step by step.

"You, you don't come here!"

Moore roared and struggled to go back, but it was extremely inconvenient to move his hands and the baby. The black man was completely panicked, and panicked: "You, why are you pestering me?"

"because……"

The water ghost raised his head slightly, showing a gloomy face: "Because I love you..."

"You won't forget that night, after you got me drunk, what did you and your friends do to me?"

The woman's face gradually became grim: "In order for me to give you money, it was you who posted the video on the Internet, and it was you who prevented me from killing this child..."

The more the woman spoke, the more excited she became, and the more sinister she exuded from her body. She was about to pounce on Moore, and Moore, who was covered in cold sweat, rolled over in a jerk, barely avoiding the sharp nails that fell down.

"It was you who forced me to death by the river, it was you who refused to save me, it was you..."

The woman was not in a hurry if she failed in one blow, she approached the black man step by step, and sneered sneeringly: "It's all right now, I'll take this child and come back to find you..."

"Go, go!"

"Fuck, I don't want you to look for it!"

Moore was trembling all over and kept retreating: "Get out, you bitch, get out of here!"

The panicked black man took a few steps back, and suddenly found that his hands had returned to normal, and the woman in front of him was gone.

The darkness in front of him was also fading away. Moore just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a chill on his shoulders, and a pale female hand touched his shoulders.

A hoarse and long female voice sounded out of thin air: "Long time no see, Moore."

……

The scars in front of Kong Linger's eyes continued to sharpen, and the shade of trees and flowers filled the ground again. Under the tree was an old man with gray hair, who was waving at her continuously.

Li Zheng was in a ward, looking at the hospital bed full of tubes and flashing instruments, the skinny young man had tears in his eyes.

Du Xingheng looked sad and looked at the front...

……

The top of Chiyang Mountain.

"boom--!"

The lid of the white jade coffin shattered suddenly, and the bright white light filled the sky dancing wildly with excitement.

More and more white spots of light put together several pictures.

There is Meng An who hastily dodged under the evil wind, and there is also a young Taoist priest who cut through the evil wind with a sword.

Looking at the young Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robes, there was a hoarse laughter from inside the coffin: "What a little celestial master."

The bright white dots all over the sky didn't know how to respond, they just flew above the coffin, looking at the fully opened coffin, I was extremely excited.

"A Taoist celestial master has arrived, can you still laugh?"

From the white jade coffin, which was obviously only the size of a person, came another playful female voice, the tone seemed extremely disdainful.

The hoarse male voice rang again and asked, "How is he compared to Zhang Shengren?"

"But Zhang Shengren is not as good as him when he is his age." The woman hesitated for a while, and then played with her taste: "You do not know how to die, do you still think that you are the demon king from ten thousand years ago?"

"That's enough."

The husky man chuckled and said, "You mean you don't want me to escape?"

"But don't even think about it. If I break the monster lock formation, I'm free, so aren't you free too?"

The woman seemed unwilling to talk about this with the man, and stopped responding.

The hoarse man who had no bickering seemed a little bored, "I have lived in Chiyang Mountain for ten thousand years, and I can be regarded as the owner of this mountain. Since there are guests here today, it seems unreasonable not to wait for tea..."

The bright white light spots in the sky are constantly dancing, and the excitement is abnormal

……

Chen Qilin, who was the first to see the bronze door, suddenly had a yearning look on his face, replaced by a kind of anger, and a red light loomed on his chest.

Qilin's true blood appeared, the bronze door in front of Chen Qilin's eyes shattered, and the man in black appeared in front of the devastated valley again.

Chen Qilin clutched his chest and panted heavily, his dark eyes were a little scared.

Feeling that the situation around him was not right, Lu Chen, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, looked back from the top of Chiyang Mountain.

Chen Qilin looked at the young Taoist priest and said with difficulty: "I'm in an illusion."

It was only then that Lu Chen realized that there was a lot of evil spirit lingering around him, and he wanted to erode the soul of the young Taoist priest, but Lu Chen had various means of self-protection.

Looking at the three people with different expressions not far away, the mahogany sword in Lu Chen's hand flashed with lightning, shattering the evil spirit around him, and awakening the three of them.

The young Taoist sighed and said, "The monster energy accumulated for thousands of years is really extraordinary."

Earlier, Lu Chen cut off the torrent of demonic energy, preventing his group from being swallowed by the demonic energy.

But because too much monster energy accumulated here, which was cut off by Lu Chen, affected everyone's thoughts, which made them have illusions.

Illusions are the things that people care about or miss the most in their hearts. Over time, they will damage people's minds and souls, and evil spirits will enter the body and invade the three souls and seven souls.

The three people whose picture suddenly disappeared in front of them woke up leisurely, looked at each other in blank dismay as they saw everything that suddenly disappeared in front of them.

The young Taoist explained a few more words, and Kong Linger and the three finally realized that everything in front of them was just their imagination.

Li Zheng, whose tears were faintly stained, suddenly pointed at the two people in the distance, and said in surprise, "Those two devils are also delusional!"

In the distance, there are Moore with a frightened face and Ichiro Matsushima who is kneeling.

Lu Chen looked at the black Moore who kept spinning around in place, and smiled coldly: "What he sees is not an illusion."

"what is that?"

Lu Chen's eyes were deep, and he murmured softly, "It's retribution."

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