Chapter 1193 (2/2)

Chu Yan's body is also changing at this moment.

The skin began to collapse slightly and attach a flaming red.

The facial features on the face, like being kneaded by an invisible hand, began to deform.

”Very good, very good, very good... Eh?”

The voice in the void just half said, suddenly stopped.

”What's going on?”

The voice seemed confused.

At this time, the red color in Chu Yan's eyes faded like the tide.

Instead, there is a deep black.

Black as ink, deep as an abyss.

In my eyes, I don't see any whiteness.

”What's going on? Who dares to stop me

A voice in the void, a roar.

”Where... Come from... Evil...”

A touch of anger appeared in the dark eyes.

Immediately, Chu Yan's skin swelled again and recovered its elasticity and contour.

The deformed facial features quickly returned to normal.

The red in the broken void also stops abruptly.

”What are you! Dare to stop me! Know who I am! Do you know who my king is! If you dare to stop me, I'll let you die

”Wanton...”

This time, the one behind the gate of hell was obviously angry.

An invisible shock is released instantly.

Broken void, came a dull sound, even directly disappeared.

And the red color around Chu Yan disappeared in an instant.

As for the last moment is also vicious sound, at this moment, suddenly become flustered incomparably.

”Stop it! If you give up now, I will never mind the offence you just made to me! ”

”Oh...”

A chuckle, full of contempt.

Before Chu Yan has been unable to move the body, now also can move.

He raised his hand, picked up the little bronze mirror and raised it directly in front of him.

The mirror surface of the bronze mirror has now been completely polished by red like blood.

It looks like there's blood in it.

Chu Yan light one eye, toward its hope.

Click——

The mirror cracked.

Among them, the red color suddenly seems to be out of breath, rapidly declining, and completely disappearing in a moment.

And the sound in the void, also with a unwilling roar, completely no movement.

Without the red color, the bronze mirror suddenly became the same as it had been rusted before. It looked like scrap iron dug out from the silt at the bottom of the river.

Chu Yan's face showed a look of disgust, as if he wanted to throw it away.

But after hesitation, he threw it back into the box.

Then he turned and looked around.

A moment later, the band spoke discontentedly.

”You're... Lucky... It's broken... Into... Dregs... Otherwise... I'll let you... Know... What is... Real... Dead... No place... To be buried.”

As the voice fell, Chu Yan sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, Chu Yan's eyes open again.

But this time, when I opened my eyes, the black in my eyes faded away and restored the original brightness.

Looking at the cracked bronze mirror in his hand, Chu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.