Chapter 67 Identity of the Human Skin Demon

Author: Fang Shuomo

Chapter 67 Identity of the Human Skin Demon

The smoke, just like it appeared behind little Ningrou before, gradually condensed into the figure of an adult man, wrapping little Pei Zhuoan from behind.

He used the hoarse male voice that Ning Xiang and Mo Yinxing were familiar with to seduce little Pei Zhuoan: "Do you want to seek revenge on those who bullied you? As long as you give me your face, I will help you achieve it."

Ning Xiang and Mo Yinxing looked at each other. When the struggle flashed in little Pei Zhuoan's dull eyes, Mo Yinxing gathered the demonic power in his right hand to grab the ecstasy flute that was floating in the air and was still controlled by the human skin demonic power.

The powerful and familiar demonic energy made the ecstasy flute feel like a young bird smelling the scent of an old bird. After struggling a few times in the air, the whole flute flew obediently towards Mo Yinxing's palm, and was firmly held by him.

In hand.

The entire body of the Ecstasy Flute is vermilion red, with a swirl-like mark engraved on the tail of the flute. At first glance, it looks no different from an ordinary flute.

At this time, the human-skinned demon has not yet discovered that the Flute has changed its owner, and its expression is still focused on little Pei Zhuo'an. The right hand with silver-white sharp nails passes through little Pei Zhuo'an's knotted hair, intending to lift his hair.

Go and skin him.

Seeing this, Mo Yinxing held the ecstasy flute in his right hand, placed the flute body under his lips, and played a control song he inherited from the memory of his original body.

Of course, the effects of monsters' things in the hands of monsters are much stronger than those of other races. In just a moment, the human-skinned demon covered his ears with his right hand because of pain.

At the same moment, the illusion that Ning Xiang and others were in also began to change.

When little Pei Zhuoan turned into dust and was blown away by the rain and wind, the surrounding environment changed in an instant, and a familiar transparent barrier appeared in front of the human skin demon.

At this time, a gust of rain and wind blew past, blowing away the black cloak covering his face, revealing the full head of hair hidden underneath, and his old, wrinkled skin.

And, from his black cloak, a small piece of the collar of his white shirt was exposed,

The treasure-hunting mouse clearly saw a golden sword embroidered logo on the collar. His eyes widened in an instant and he said, "Isn't this a disciple uniform unique to Jianfeng?"

"Sword Peak?" Ning Xiang followed the treasure hunter's line of sight and frowned after clearly seeing the sign.

"But how could it be? Jianfeng had been disbanded eighteen years ago after the death of the Hidden Sword Master. How could he still be wearing Jianfeng's clothes?"

The treasure-hunting mouse looked at the human-skinned demon with a painful expression and an old man's face. Something flashed through the mouse's mind:

"Didn't I tell you before, Shushu, that he looks a bit like a swordsman I met Shushu? Although the color of their fingernails match, the difference in age is too big. In terms of years, he is the top this year.

Most likely in their thirties."

Instead of being as wrinkled as an old man in his 70s or 80s like now.

Ning Xiang looked at the human-skinned demon who was being pushed towards the transparent barrier by the evil spirit, pursed her lips and looked at it and said: "What is going on, let's follow it and find out."

But Mo Yinxing grabbed Ning Xiang's wrist, his peach blossom eyes flashing: "In fact, we can recover the human-skinned demon now, and there is no need to follow up."

Ning Xiang thought he was afraid of something happening, so she didn't think much about it and shook her head: "No, I still want to follow him and have a look, because I have always admired and respected the senior Sword Master from Jianfeng, and now she appears

I have to see what's going on when fellow disciples come out to cause trouble."

"That's all, if you want, then let's go."

The young man sighed and followed the girl who was already walking in front, his eyes complex.

As a demon weapon that can absorb people's minds, the Ecstasy Flute is also very powerful in creating illusions. The degree of illusion is generally determined by the strength of the person holding the flute.

A flute player like Mo Yinxing, whose cultivation level is much higher than that of the human-skin demon, created an illusion that was so real that when Ning Xiang followed the human-skin demon into the barrier and looked at the scene in front of her, she almost thought,

She really returned to the world of cultivation.

Jianfeng Peak is only two peaks away from Shaoyang Peak. In terms of scenery, it is at least twice as beautiful as Shaoyang Peak. There are huge waterfalls falling from all sides of Jianfeng Peak. There are many plants where the waterfalls flow down.

The giant tree with three colors of pink, blue and purple can be said to be a fairyland on earth.

When Ning Xiang's thoughts were clear, the dull sound of water falling from a waterfall could be heard in her ears.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, there are also many spiritual beasts collecting flowers and making nectar. From time to time, several three-color petals from giant trees fall in front of you. It is a visual enjoyment just to look at it with your eyes.

It is two extremes from Ningxiang's memory, where there is no more waterfall water and all the giant trees have dried up and died.

"Let's go, he has passed."

Mo Yinxing took Ning Xiang's wrist and looked at the human-skinned demon who had turned back into a young man. Judging from the back, he was only nineteen years old. He sighed inwardly again.

Given the current situation of the girl beside him, she shouldn't have known about this so early, but if she wanted to, of course he wouldn't stop her.

It’s the trouble that will arise later

Ning Xiang didn't notice anything wrong with Mo Yinxing's eyes. She looked at the nineteen-year-old young man walking in the front, met the treasure hunter's demented eyes, and asked it curiously: "What's wrong? Do you really know this human skin?"

magic?"

Treasure Hunting Rat's jaw was about to drop in shock: "More than just acquaintance, my previous owner, Rat Rat, died in his hands, but how is that possible! He was clearly an old guy just now, why is he suddenly so young now?

Have we gone back several decades?"

Soon, some other Jianfeng disciples who appeared in the illusion denied the treasure hunter's speculation.

"Did Senior Sister really stay in the Demon Realm before, as the rumors say?"

"I don't know. Now she has been taken to the Discipline Hall by Master to be punished. Master will not let go of anyone who pleads for mercy. I think it is nine out of ten."

This sentence allowed the treasure-hunting mice to instantly determine which time period they had arrived in.

Eighteen years ago, a major event occurred in the world of cultivation - it was revealed that Tu Yu, the senior sister of Jianfeng, and the Demon Lord were secretly colluding and had a mutual affection for each other.

And when this incident was revealed, it happened to be the time when the owner of the treasure-hunting rat was stabbed through the heart by Tu Yu's junior brother Cang Jiang with a sword.

Although Ning Xiang had heard about this important event, she didn't know the news about Junior Sword Master Tu Yu, and she didn't understand how it had anything to do with him now becoming a human skin demon, going around skinning everyone.

The treasure-hunting rat trembled like chaff and revealed a secret that no one knew except the cultivators who witnessed the tragedy at the time.

"Smelly woman, that Cangjiang, when he killed Shushu, my former unscrupulous master, his pupils were blood red!!"

Treasure Hunter: Shocked, how come the melons were eaten by the former unscrupulous owner!!
Chapter completed!