Chapter 599 (1/2)

Infinite life!

And the ability to regard all things as grass mustard, all disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

At this time, in the light of the blood moon, in the red light of blood, a fluffy blood rain fell on the sky and dropped on the misty son. The white and flawless Taoist robe was dyed red, and the white hair falling off like weeds on his head was also dyed red by him.

The clear pool water on the ground is also gradually turning into blood red, which is dyed red by the blood rain gradually dripping from the sky.

At this time, in the fountain, suddenly appeared, and pieces were rapidly sweeping the corpse, broken limbs and arms, or poisonous insects and beasts, or a fox, a monkey, and complete corpses.

Suddenly poured into the eyes of misty son.

In the distance, on the broad avenue paved with complete stones, a figure came slowly. The fear was revealed in the misty son's eyes. This person is not someone else!

It's himself. It should be his former self.

Misty son has changed his flesh body. He found this flesh body after meeting he Feng. The previous one has long been extinguished. Now, the flesh body that has been extinguished in memory is slowly coming towards him.

The lips were dry and shriveled, and the tongue was like a rope that had been beaten into several sections. It could not move or speak a few words. It was not much different from a dying patient.

With his mouth open and choking, he couldn't say a word!

The man who came in front of me, misty son, is familiar. Isn't that himself?

But I feel so strange, as if there is any difference.

At this time, in the misty eyes, in the old people's unique turbid eyes, in the turbid eyes, the black pupils quickly enlarge and contract again!

But misty son's face is as gray as death!

But in the distance, he was followed by a snake behind him. He was so familiar. He looked tired, as if he had just experienced hibernation.

Isn't it Wangcai?

”Who are you?” asked the misty son, almost exerting all his strength.

”I'm misty!” the man in front of me approached slowly and said calmly. There was an unspeakable self-confidence in his tone, which was very like himself in his memory.

There is no difference in the sound.

”No, you're not me, you're not me, if you're me, who am I?” just like a lunatic who doubts life in a mental hospital, the misty man suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

However, he suddenly stopped his mouth, just like a broken kite!

The red blood flowed out of his mouth, dripping on the ground and scattered on the elegant Taoist robe that misty son was wearing.

The Taoist robe has been dyed red by the rain. Suddenly, the red has been deepened and turned into crimson!

”I am you, and you are no longer me. I was you. You abandoned yourself. You are now yandanzi, and he has fallen in the 28th year of Wanli and the prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty.” the self in front of him snorted coldly.

At this time, Wangcai, who followed him, suddenly opened his mouth and smelled. Wangcai, who opened his fangs, rushed at him quickly.

Swallow it in one bite!