You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 512 Chess pieces?

Fuxue showed off her battle record. She had let go in today's battle, but she didn't expect to only kill one person, which made her feel a little unsatisfied.

Seeing that everyone was not in a good state, Fu Xue tore open the space crack and said: "If you have anything to say, go back to Yuling Sect and think about it slowly. This is not a place where we can stay for a long time..."

Half a moment later, the handsome uncle came out to greet them in front of the mountain gate. He just glanced at Changqing and didn't say much. He took the bandit and the head away and interrogated them for useful information. Now that the situation has changed, it is difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends. The more you know, the more means you will have to save your life in this chaotic world.

Fuxue and Lingyu did not stop, they tore through the void and returned to the front line again.

Both Zhong Baixuan and Li Yuesu have reached the bottleneck of the middle stage of Yundan Realm. What they have learned from the battle and the changes in their state of mind all require them to calm down and integrate.

After bidding farewell to the two, Jiaocang and Changqing returned to the bamboo courtyard. However, this time Jiaocang did not let Changqing lie directly on the recliner outside. Knowing that Changqing did not want to stay in the house, Jiaocang brought a quilt, spread it on the recliner, and carefully covered Changqing.

The blood-soaked gauze, the depleted spiritual power, the exhausted spirit, the safe environment, Changqing's eyes closed gently, and soon a light snoring sound was heard.

This New Year’s greeting was indeed very tiring.

In the middle of the night, the handsome uncle arrived. Seeing that Changqing was still asleep and the fatigue between his brows, he did not disturb him. He left a jade tablet and wrote "Qingfeng" before leaving.

Jiaocang moved his ears, turned his head and continued to sleep.

In his dream, Changqing was walking on the campus of his previous life, returning to the place where everything began, the same library, and the same gentle boy.

However, there was an extra figure opposite Changqing's desk.

The man looked exactly like Changqing. Changqing thought there was a mirror in front of him and wanted to reach out to touch it, but his hand was impatiently slapped away by his opposite self.

It hurts a lot, and it seems like I’m not dreaming.

"Who are you?" Chang Qing asked, rubbing the back of his hand.

"What do you think?" A voice sounded beside him.

Turning around, he saw another himself, but this person looked more evil, with aggressive eyes, constantly looking at Changqing.

"We meet again~"

Looking at the exaggerated smile, Chang Qing felt a sense of familiarity. Isn't this Ren Chang Qing?

Suddenly, a pungent smell of blood rushed into his nose. Changqing followed the smell and looked diagonally opposite him. A "Changqing" with black eyes, red pupils, and sharp red teeth was looking at everyone.

"It's really lively today. I can eat my fill now, hehe~"

Ren Changqing's face changed and he looked at the man in horror, feeling somewhat at a loss as to what to do.

Changqing suddenly realized that the person opposite him seemed to completely ignore the thoughts of the other two people, as if he was disdainful of the evil figure, and didn't even look at Changqing.

This behavior seemed familiar to Chang Qing, and the more he looked at it, the more it seemed like a demon in his heart.

It was indeed lively when several people were facing each other. Chang Qing glanced at them. No matter what their personalities were or what their purposes were, this was a dream after all, and he was the master of the dream.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound.

After so many years of experience, Chang Qing saw his most evil self again. He ignored the other party's provocation and stared at him, with a question arising in his heart.

Does this young man who looks so evil really exist?

On the day he traveled through time, Changqing himself didn't know whether it was an illusion or not, and that the cause of his death was this young man, but that strange man said that his time had come, so his spirit left his body.

But now, looking at the person in front of him who was constantly provoking him, Chang Qing suddenly felt that this person did not appear out of thin air, and everything was really too coincidental. What was the connection between him and him?

Changqing also wanted to figure it out as soon as possible.

The appearance of Ren Changqing shows that this "self" with a dark side is very likely real;

If this was true, then the sense of danger this person brought to him far exceeded that of anyone he had met so far.

The same face, the same spiritual roots, different personalities, different paths of cultivation, seemingly no difference, but in fact the difference is huge. He thought of the Yandao experiment mentioned by Li Yuesu. Could he really be a part of the experiment? Now the situation seems to be moving closer to this possibility.

So what is the purpose of this experiment?

This possibility forced Chang Qing to be cautious. It was as if there was an invisible thread between them, connecting them together, like raising a Gu, constantly devouring each other to find the strongest one.

What does the instigator of all this want to do? Or in other words, who is in control of the trend of this chess game?

This game of chess, with an unknown purpose and spanning countless years, what role do I play in all these moves?

Chang Qing didn't know, but that didn't stop him from setting up an imaginary enemy for himself.

The sense of urgency and suffocation came, making Changqing feel depressed and unable to breathe.

Uh... I really seem to be unable to breathe!

Changqing opened his eyes immediately. The sky was bright and the sunlight was moving upwards. It was almost noon.

I felt very heavy on my chest. I looked up and saw the little girl He Niaoniao lying on top of me and playing with her baby. The little girl had no idea how heavy she was, let alone how painful Changqing's wound was.

"Niaoniao, go away first. If you lie down again, you will only get a dead senior brother~" Changqing said.

"Senior brother is lazy. He clearly said that he would take us to practice after the New Year, but he has been gone for half a month and slept until noon when he came back~" Niao Niao pouted, but still hugged Xiaoguai and moved away from her body.

"Teacher, where are your eyebrows and hair? Are you going to become a bald man?" A shout was heard from afar.

Jiao Cang brought Li Mengyu up from the bottom of the mountain, and when he saw Chang Qing waking up, he said:

"Brother, you don't know that this little guy Mengyu has gained ten pounds in just ten days. He has gained a lot of weight. He has to practice!"

"Oh, by the way, I have some healing elixirs sent by the sect master, remember to exchange them."

As Jiao Cang spoke, he found three pairs of eyes staring at him.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Jiao Cang asked.

Li Mengyu suddenly said: "Brother Jiao, I'm hungry~"

Niaoniao also nodded.

Changqing shrugged and looked at Jiaocang.

Jiao Cang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't have the heart to refuse. After all, Chang Qing was a patient? !

Having been with Changqing for so many years, he was tired of watching it, so Jiaocang helplessly lowered his head and hurried to the kitchen.

Li Mengyu came over and offered his courtesy in a fawning manner: "Teacher, are you injured? I will apply medicine for you."

Changqing nodded and put the bedding aside, while Li Mengyu continued to untie the gauze around his waist.

The gauze was stained red with blood. He Niaoniao took a look and turned away with a pale face.

Li Mengyu continued to untie the gauze, terrified, until she saw a large hole that was transparent from front to back, and she cried out in fear.

"Ah~"

Li Mengyu took a few steps back and looked at the big hole with horror on his face: "Teacher, you..."

When He Niaoniao heard Li Mengyu's scream, she thought something unexpected had happened, so she turned around quickly, only to see a bloody wound.

His face turned even paler, and he realized that Changqing's words about his death were not a joke, and tears sparkled in his eyes.