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Chapter 1292 The dreamer

"Don't bother me, otherwise you all die here." His eyes made Yang Demon dare not come forward.

"You can kill us, but you must not touch her, otherwise no matter who you are, our immortal will definitely let you die without a burial place!" Yang Mo said angrily.

"Is that so? In the eyes of the Immortal Lord, she is more important than me?" Jiang Zizai smiled.

"Isn't this nonsense? You are the ant in her eyes. Don't think that a relationship between a mortal is possible. It's just a flash of the immortal's fingers." Qin Fu said calmly.

Jiang Zizai was too lazy to pay attention to them. He looked at the woman in front of him. She looked at him dumbly and said tiredly: "You win. If you want to ask, ask whatever you want. If you can't answer, just kill me."

Jiang Zizai stared into her eyes and was silent for a while.

"You didn't say it at first, but now I'll admit defeat and admit defeat. My conditions are not just like that." He approached the woman. The anti-river river had locked her in a severely damaged state. Jiang Zizai suddenly stretched out his hand and held her veil. This is worthy of being a totem magic weapon of the God King level. It's quite difficult to pull it away, but because the owner of the totem magic weapon was already exhausted and unable to deal with it, Jiang Zizai relied on the power of the Holy Dragon celestial body, and at this time, he quickly pulled the veil with lightning speed.

Otherwise, who would know what she was going to do, or was it because she was extremely ugly!

"Stop! Jiang Zizai, the Immortal Lord ordered..." At this time, Yang Mo looked shocked, but before he finished speaking, he was completely stunned because Jiang Zizai had already succeeded.

And when they accidentally saw the person under the veil, they felt like they were struck by lightning, and they knelt down tremblingly, excitedly saying: "Immortal Lord!"

How shocking it is at this moment.

Jiang Zizai looked at the woman in front of him dumbly. He just felt that she was a little familiar with her and knew that she could hide a lot, but he still didn't think about it in this direction. After the woman in front of him removed her veil, she looked like the Nine Immortals!

When the veil disappeared, it was no longer hidden. Everything about her was exactly the same as hers, and it was completely different from that of Jiang Zizai. She was so beautiful, so beautiful, so gentle and free, not like the Immortal Lord, who was high above and severely cold.

And it seems that even the four of them don’t know what she really looks like, who knows what her identity is?

How could she be the Nine Immortals, how could she be the Immortal Lord? How could she be the Immortal Lord come here?

When the veil was removed, she panicked for a while, but calmed down. Her voice returned to her. She no longer had the mechanical appearance before, but was exactly the same as she was before. She said to Yang Mo and the others: "Don't admit your mistakes. I just look similar to my master because I am of the same lineage as my master. Because of this, I need to hide it, that is, I am just worried about being admitted to it."

"So that's it..." In fact, Yang Mo and the others were all frightened. After hearing this, this explanation was normal.

"Since Sister Yimeng looks exactly like the Immortal Lord. She is so beautiful and envious..." Qin Fuyu's eyes flashed with admiration. Originally, the Immortal Lord was her idol.

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Zizai and said, "I saw it, are you satisfied now? What else do you want to do? Should I kill me or ask a question."

Before Jiang Zizai could come back from his sluggishness, he was now like a fool. He looked at her like this. She was not afraid of death at all, and she was not afraid of death at all. She looked at him calmly.

"Who are you..." Jiang Zizai was in a mess.

"Don't think too much, my name is Yimeng. I know that you have feelings for the Immortal Lord. Although it is boring and meaningless, please don't transfer it to me. I have nothing to do with your Nine Immortals. Of course, the Immortal Lord has nothing to do with your Nine Immortals." Her tone was plain and there was no fluctuation at all. What she said seemed more real.

But she didn't know what kind of impact she had on Jiang Zizai.

"You lied to me." Jiang Zizai said.

"It's meaningless." She shook her head.

"There will not be anyone in the world who is exactly the same. No matter how you hide it, you can't deceive me. I know who you are, I know you may have difficulties, you can continue to lie to me, but I won't believe that I have my own judgment." Jiang Zizai said firmly.

For example, how many have Jiang Junjian appeared so far? His elder brother is one, one under the Dajiang King City, one of the Heavenly Dragon God King, and one of the Ancestral Dragon Abyss in the ancient realm. Do they just look similar? Jiang Zizai believes that they must be in touch.

In the end, does Yimeng and Immortal Lord just look similar?

The reason Jiang Zizai thought this way was because she remembered something. When he and Xue Yilian met in the Ancestral Dragon Abyss, Xue Yilian told him that the Immortal Lord transferred everything from the Nine Immortals to her. So now, is there such a desire that she really transferred everything from the Nine Immortals to a person, but that person is not Xue Yilian, but a dream!

Her taste, her eyes, and her movements were all too familiar. Even if she didn't recognize her, Jiang Zizai was sure that she could not recognize the wrong person. Maybe she didn't recognize herself, and there must be some oppression from someone. It is very likely that the Immortal Lord has other arrangements. Maybe she has difficulties, but Jiang Zizai couldn't control herself. He has received too much oppression from the Immortal Lord over the years. Now he wants to lean in her full arms and feel it...

"You are so bored." She shook her head and said helplessly.

Jiang Zizai saw Yang Mo and the others.

"It's someone next to you, so it's inconvenient, right?"

"What do you want to do?" Yimeng said nervously.

"Take you away." As soon as Jiang Zizai finished speaking, he moved directly, controlling her with the anti-flowing river. He picked her up directly and accelerated with the chaotic lightning. The Yang Demon reacted. Just as he was about to chase him, he took a look at the soul-catching mirror in Jiang Zizai's eyes and stood there. When he reacted, Jiang Zizai had disappeared.

All four of them had a dull face.

"What's the situation?" Qin Fu asked.

"It's obvious that Jiang Zizai didn't believe that Yimeng was a disciple of the Immortal Lord. He still thought that she was the mortal body of the Immortal Lord, so he snatched it away." Gao Zhihan said.

"What should I do?" Qin Fu said anxiously.

"There's no way." Jiang Qinsheng said that the most difficult thing in the entire ancient realm was to find Jiang Zizai.

"Yi Meng can only ask for more blessings. I hope Jiang Zizai won't kill her." Yang Mo suppressed his anger and helplessness.

"If you don't kill, you won't kill, but if he goes crazy, he insists on thinking that Sister Yimeng is the person he is looking for. If he violates her, what should he do..." Qin Fuyu said nervously.

Yang Mo's eyes were red. Although he didn't know where Jiang Zizai went, he still chased him.
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