After Li Xuanxuan finished speaking, she turned and left.
But she didn't know that at that moment, the little boy on the bed struggled to open his eyes.
The long absence of light made him feel very uncomfortable.
But he still followed his instinct and looked toward the door, but he could only see a blurry figure. For some reason, water suddenly overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
The boy was a little shocked.
He wanted to raise his hand, so he found the stone in his hand, and he brought it to his eyes——
Facing the light, the liquid flowing inside the stone seems to have its own light.
At the same time, the female voice from before also echoed in his ears. She asked: "Does it hurt?"
The boy clung to the stone in his hand, with only one question in his mind——
who is she?
Who is she?
On the other side, Li Xuanxuan, after leaving her old uncle's house, began to secretly inquire about the "mad god" in this town.
She believed in Xiao Kongqing and the old man, but she couldn't go to this 'mad god' to settle accounts without knowing everything.
After just asking around, Li Xuanxuan discovered that this ‘mad god’ really deserves his name!
Murder and arson, rob gold and silver, plunder women and humiliate people, they do everything!
This kind of person really deserves to be killed!
What makes Li Xuanxuan a little concerned is that this person seems to be in the same house as the 'Fengshen' in her impression?
When she arrived in front of the house, Li Xuanxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Different from the dilapidated house of "Feng Shen", the house of "Crazy God" looks very grand from a distance, and when you get closer, it is even more magnificent.
Li Xuanxuan slowly let go of her spiritual sense to explore, and she found that although there were many strong men in the house, there were no immortal cultivators.
Although it looked like it would be a victorious battle, Li Xuanxuan felt uneasy.
But she couldn't explain this uneasiness...
Under this situation, Li Xuanxuan didn't want 'Little Suhui' to take risks with her, so she lowered her head and said something to it.
‘Little Suhui’ was obviously not willing, but Li Xuanxuan insisted, so it chirped.
Anyway, this distance is just a jump for it.
Sure enough, after responding, 'Little Suhui' just jumped twice and disappeared from Li Xuanxuan's sight.
Li Xuanxuan felt relieved after seeing this.
Next,
It's very simple.
Li Xuanxuan knocked directly on the door.
There's nothing much to say about dealing with this kind of garbage, just fight it.
Even though Li Xuanxuan has no weapons in her hands now, she is an immortal cultivator. When facing a mortal, even if the other person is bigger than her, he cannot even get close to her.
Li Xuanxuan came to the hall unimpeded, but before she could enter, she saw a dark shadow.
The visitor was tall and wearing a black cloak, and a wide hat completely covered his face.
Just this outfit?
Li Xuanxuan frowned, "Are you the mad god?"
"Yes and no."
The hoarse male voice seemed to have its own mix, echoing in Li Xuanxuan's ears.
Li Xuanxuan did not move forward.
Because the other party was already within ten feet of her in just an instant.
Li Xuanxuan's heart was beating strongly and fast, and the sound seemed to jump out of her body and constantly hit her eardrums.
Li Xuanxuan suppressed the urge to reach out and press her heart, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"I?"
The man in the cloak slowly raised his head and sarcastically replied: "I am you!"
"Boom - boom -"
Thunder suddenly fell from the clear sky, and in an instant, the entire world dimmed, as if a huge black curtain was covering it.
But in the transition between light and darkness, it was enough for Li Xuanxuan to see the man's face clearly.
It was a face that didn't match his voice at all.
It was a face that was so familiar to her that she couldn't be more familiar with it.
It's her face, but not her.
Li Xuanxuan's face was full of coldness. She stared at the opposite side and asked again: "Who are you?"
"I told you, I am you!"
This time, the hoarse male voice turned into a sharp female voice, and this person flashed in front of Li Xuanxuan in an instant.
The two were face to face, eye to eye.
Li Xuanxuan looked at the exact same version of herself in front of her. She did not retreat or dodge. She only said firmly:
"you are not me."
As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly appeared around the two of them, not only blowing their clothes, but also blowing the tables, chairs and potted plants around them.
But in this commotion, Li Xuanxuan only heard her heartbeat becoming steady.
Her gaze was firm and her body remained motionless. Even when she did not release her spiritual power or consciousness, she began to force the cloaked man back.
But this move seemed to anger the other party.
The strong wind came from behind Li Xuanxuan, but it blew towards the cloaked man, blowing his cloak wide open, but instead helped him get closer to Li Xuanxuan.
Li Xuanxuan frowned when she saw this.
His hands moved slightly, and when he was about to block it with his spiritual power, there was a cry for help from outside, and the sound of a body falling to the ground.
Without looking, Li Xuanxuan could imagine that the people outside must have been knocked around by the hurricane just like the tables and chairs in the hall.
Li Xuanxuan only hesitated for a moment before the opponent seized the opportunity!
"Your weakness has not changed!"
Along with this sound, Li Xuanxuan only saw her body being penetrated by the cloaked man.
She subconsciously turned around to look at the cloaked man, but her body fell down uncontrollably.
When her consciousness dissipated, she only heard the cloaked man say: "See with your own eyes whether I am you or not."
When she opened her eyes again, Li Xuanxuan felt that her whole body was shaking. Before she could adapt, she heard a boy's voice asking:
"Aunt, what's your sister's name?"
"My sister, my name is Xuanxuan, the name of Hemerocallis flower, Li Xuanxuan."