Dragon Vein Martial God

After Chai Ying left, Jiang Ting found that it was dark.

After a moment's silence, Jiang Ting looked at the red rope on his wrist: "now let him take it back. Is it time..."

Intuition told him that because of the mark and red rope, his ordinary reincarnation seemed to add other variables, but he didn't know what it was.

"Since reincarnation is difficult, if not, I will reincarnate for you, how about it?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Ting... Jiang Ting was very familiar with that voice.

In a flash, as like as two peas in the river, the pupil of the river suddenly shrank... That person... That person is exactly the same as him!

The voice is the same as him. Are you familiar with it?

The man who suddenly appeared seemed to be another one.

Jiang Ting suddenly drank coldly: "what is it?"

Between the words, the magic power in the body is instantly mobilized, just a breath of time, a wind blade breaks out of the air.

The man didn't dodge, just looked at the wind blade with a smile... The wind blade hit, and then disappeared.

At the same time.

Jiang Ting's face suddenly became ugly. Looking down, he just saw a half inch bloodstain on his chest, deep into his bones.

The injury is the injury of wind blade.

On the spot, seriously injured.

"I am you, you are me. If you kill me, you will kill yourself. Why bother?" The new "he" has a gentle face and a smile.

And Jiang Ting's consistent smile, exactly the same.

Of course, the as like as two peas were injured, and the shape and size of the wound were exactly the same as that of Jiang ting.

Jiang Ting looked at another "he" coldly, gritted his teeth, tore a piece of cloth from the sleeve and wrapped the wound quietly.

When the bandage was complete, Jiang Ting said, "the devil in the heart?"

The other one heard the words, pondered a little, and chuckled: "don't describe you and me with humble demons, they don't deserve... Next time we meet, I will be you, you will be me."

Laughter fell, the "he" body shape like glass, into countless pieces disappeared.

Jiang Ting looked down at the wound with three points of gloom... The wound is real.

According to his estimation, about 50% of the damage of wind blade... Obviously, the other 50% of the damage is on another "he".

If not a person half hurt, with his weak body, that wind blade is enough to pierce his abdomen, not just cut out the bone and blood!

It's just, what the hell is that thing?

A moment later, Jiang Ting sneered: "speaking up, maybe I should thank you..."

Even now, it's not hard for him to suppress the idea of asking Chai Ying to help. It's just that his huge experience has forced him to suppress it... It's OK at this time. Once time goes on, he says he can't suppress it. He will inform Chai Ying with his mark and ask Chai Ying to help.

But because he didn't know what to show up... Even if he was just a 16-year-old, he could suppress it freely!

But all of a sudden, Jiang Ting closed his eyes, and his mind rushed to the bottom of his mind. There was a light that could not see clearly... That was the mark left by Chai Ying.

Without hesitation, he touched his mind instantly, and then his mind withdrew.

After half a breath.

"Are you crazy?" The thing that disappeared may be a demon reappeared with a distorted face.

"Crazy?"

Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Ting sneered: "I don't care what you are. I really want to store treasure now... Unfortunately, so what? There's a ghost in my body. I'm rational. "

Ripples spread.

Seeing this, the pupil shrank, then sneered: "guess, can she tell who we are?"

After that, it was in the right hand... A red rope was tied to the wrist.

"It doesn't matter if she can tell."

After that, Jiang Ting's face became disdainful: "she only needs to take away the red rope and the mark, and then, with her strength, it is enough to disperse the traces that she has been here... Fake, it will disappear naturally."

Before the fake Jiangting makes a sound, the ripples disperse, and Chai Ying's will incarnates again.

Just as like as two peas appeared, she saw that the two Jiangting, one breath after another, was exactly the same as what she was breathing.

"He's a fake. Kill him!" Fake River Court instant Li drink.

Jiang Ting smiles and doesn't speak.

Chai Ying watched them for a while with suspicion, then quietly closed her eyes... She is not reincarnation, she is coming of will.

She is communicating with heaven.

About half a breath later.

Chai Ying suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes showed three points of bitterness: "that... I didn't mean it."

"You..." false River Court look completely changed.

Jiang Ting is now ready to speak: "no matter what you are, maybe you also carry my memory... Unfortunately, fake is fake after all, you don't understand what the three boundaries of rules represent."

Then he said: "Xiaoying, you see, my samsara, external force, can't interfere."

Chai Ying's face became calm, and she didn't make any movement. The red rope tied between Jiang Ting's wrists disappeared. But suddenly, the mark disappeared in Jiang Ting's mind.

"No..." countless cracks appeared around the fake River Court, and the cry was shrill.

Chai Ying takes a cold glance and then makes a seal with her hands

After a breath, the breeze blows, and the body shape of the fake Jiangting is like debris. But this time, Jiangting feels that something and the confinement have disappeared.

The crisis, obviously, has been lifted.

Jiang Ting was interested in saying, "what's that thing?"

"I don't know." Without waiting for an answer, Chai Ying shook her head: "if you feel that your strength is still the same, you can understand the way of heaven, but if you want to explain it, you don't know where to start."

It can only be understood, but not explained.

Finally, Chai Ying said with a bitter smile, "I wanted to help you, but I didn't want to just put some small things in the red rope, but..."

Jiang Ting did not agree: "this road is not easy to go, and I am not ready to use external forces."

Chai Ying relaxed, then thought of something and waved her hand gently

Petals, quietly began to dance in the mountains, flowers that should not be in full bloom at this time also began to bloom.

After three breath.

Numerous flowers gather and smell, making the whole person feel extremely comfortable.

After dancing for a while, all the flowers gather together and turn into a red rope... Does Chai Ying seem to be on the bar with the red rope?

Jiang Ting frowned slightly: "what is this?"

"The ordinary red rope, the flower is also the ordinary flower."

After that, Chai Ying handed out the red rope: "the fragrance of flowers is like people, the red rope is like the moon... I will use my last strength to eliminate a trace of residue. Ordinary red rope is OK. If there is any problem, you can call me three real names under the moon night, and I will know... The longer I leave, the worse it will be for you."

The voice falls, the shadow disperses.

Red rope, falling slowly.

Jiang Ting reaches for the red rope... It doesn't feel like it. As Chai Ying said, it's just a very common red rope. The material is just a hundred flowers in the mountains. It has no effect, only symbolic effect.