Ye Xuan stepped into the illusion array, of course he didn't know what had been born outside. After he entered the array, the light and shadow around him changed in an instant.

After the blink of an eye, a scene of a mountain village family was revealed in front of him.

He stood on the small bridge at the entrance of the village, not far from him, a child of 17 or 8, dressed in rags, holding a broken bowl in his little hands. When he saw him appearing on the bridge, he immediately trotted.

"Let's give me the money for the meal, please brother."

On the other side of the bridge, three children, men or women, all approached each other, their eyes as wet as small beasts, pitiful and sympathetic.

Further away, the two strong men looked gloomy, with most of their bodies hidden behind the tree, only half of their side faces showed, and looked at them with a sneer.

Ye Xuan knew in his heart that this was a test of his nature by the sect. The first-level illusion array would not interfere with people's hearts. Those who entered the formation still knew that they were in the illusion array and deal with the same troubles. The Taoist disciples and the Demon disciples had different styles, and it only depends on your behavior.

Ye Xuan smiled and touched the heads of several children, looked at the two strong men behind the tree, and was about to step forward to kill them, but the scene around him suddenly twisted.

"What's wrong." The light and shadow around him changed, Ye Xuan's mind swollen, and a strong sense of dizziness came.

The small bridge in front of him disappeared, the child, the strong man and the mountain village ahead disappeared in a flash. Ye Xuan thought to himself that the first-level illusion array would never interfere with the mind of the person entering the formation, but now his mind is lost, and the memories in his mind are confused.

The scene ahead was blurred and twisted. During a few breaths, when Ye Xuan's eyes returned to the clear light, there was no scene of the mountain village.

The night view outside the window is quiet. Under the street lights, the artificial lake is rippling with shimmering waves. The flowers and plants on the lakeside are everywhere, and everything is carefully arranged by humans.

The sight returned to the bright interior, the luxurious decoration, tables, chairs, sand, tea sets, all the furniture is valuable, and the decoration is unique in style, which is obviously carefully crafted by a skilled designer.

It was in this luxurious villa, in one of the living rooms, where blood was everywhere. At Ye Xuan's feet, the headless bodies of two men were lying horizontally on the ground, and at this time, Ye Xuan had an axe in his hand.

"Is this my memory of my previous life?" Ye Xuan looked at himself in the mirror, and the young man's head was gray.

He covered his head blankly. He couldn't remember what happened at this moment. The memories of the past and present life were merged. He knew that he had forgotten a lot, but he just couldn't remember it.

Ye Xuan tried hard to recall the memories, and suddenly felt shocked. After the first time he reflected himself in the mirror of everything, he had a dream. In his previous life in the dream, his family was ruined and his parents committed suicide by hanging their beams. Isn’t the white young man grinding an axe?

The axe in his dream was now grasped in his hand, and Ye Xuan suddenly realized and guessed where it was.

"You crazy man, kill my man, I want you to pay your life." The woman's hysterical shouts woke Ye Xuan from her memories.

Ye Xuan looked sideways and a middle-aged beautiful woman holding a kitchen knife and rushed towards him wildly. Ye Xuan's first thought was that the disaster would not be as good as his family, and the culprit was already dead under his axe.

The beautiful woman in the crazy state was easily kicked by Ye Xuan and fell to the ground. She rolled the kitchen knife in her hand and lay on the ground and started crying.

"Kill her." In a trance, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Ye Xuan's ears.

The voice was so familiar, not the voice of his previous life, the hoarse voice seemed to ring in his ears, or it seemed to echo in his mind, reminding him that everyone in this villa must die.

Ye Xuan shook his head fiercely, suppressing the murderous intent that surged in his heart. Before he could calm his mind, two half-year-old boys rushed in.

"Dad, second uncle..., you, you bastard, such a big courage."

"I've seen many things like shit. I've seen many lower-class dogs like you. I'll tell you that you're dead, your whole family is dead, and I have hundreds of ways to force you to death."

"Brother, call and ask the uncles to come and deal with him."

Both young men were only twelve or thirteen years old, but they were just such two children, their thoughts had long been deeply rooted in their minds, and their tones were red eyes like their fathers, like two young wolves, with extremely fierce expressions.

In their eyes, everything is natural. Exploitation and harming others and self-interest is a matter of natural responsibility. Ye Xuan is the dog at the bottom of the class, and he deserves to be exploited and deserves to be bullied and cannot resist.

You can't even scold you, otherwise it would be a huge insult to them, and it would be natural to take your life. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of life these two children will be like when they grow up and what they will do.

What will you do when facing the crying woman on the ground and two vicious children who are not like children at all?

Inside his ears were the two children screaming and scolding, and a series of verbal threats. Ye Xuan was stunned, his expression became more and more confused.

In his mind, some of the memories of his past life that had been forgotten emerged one after another. There seemed to be another beam of roof in his eyes, and two corpses were hanging on it. He knelt on the ground in pain, feeling sad, and even forgot that he was in the illusion array.

In Yinsha Sect, the outer deacon hall, Meng Wenxuan picked up the teacup and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

On the tea table beside him, circles of light burst out from the formation plate. He spared no effort to save four heart-wrenching stones, and the formation had reached its peak.

"How to resist the second-level top-level illusion array, just the third level of Qi training, can easily extract the root of your most painful lies, repeat infinitely until your mind collapses." Meng Wenxuan sneered in his heart. He looked calm and had a gentle manner. After taking a sip of tea, he continued to peek into the formation with his cultivation.

In the space less than 20 feet away, Ye Xuan was as crazy as he was struggling with pain, and his forehead was already covered with blood. He covered his head and knelt down, snatching the ground with his head, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

At this moment, the outer door was close to the small building next to the mountain wall, with flowers competing for beauty, and two young men approaching quietly.

The fragrance of flowers radiated intoxicating fragrance. The young man in red robe sniffed hard and sneered: "Zhang Mei, Zhang Mei, your mistake is that you shouldn't meddle in other people's business. I destroyed two puppets and you have to replace them."

The young man in red robe was Zhu Hua. Another person beside him was dressed up by an outer disciple, but his clothes didn't fit, so he obviously changed into it in a hurry.

"According to the agreement, let me enjoy it first. Zhang Mei heard that she was so coquettish that Yuanyin was still there, so you are not allowed to bully me."

The man's face was full of bumps, and a turbid liquid flowed out of the bumps, and a foul stinking out. He irritated his clothes, licked his lips, and his saliva flowed out.

"How dare you bully Taoist, don't worry." Zhu Hua smiled calmly, suppressing a trace of disgust in his eyes and said.

The Taoist of the Clock received Zhu Hua's guarantee again, and his heart was suddenly itchy. He felt an evil fire rising from his lower abdomen. His sleeves shook, and hundreds of small insects fell out, all of which crawled towards the small building in front of him.

"Brother Dao, these are not enough. That bitch is on the ninth level of Qi training like me. Once there is a big noise, it will be difficult to end." Zhu Hua frowned and said.

"Don't worry, she can't escape, and it has nothing to do with you afterwards. Anyway, I'm not from your Yinsha Sect. I'll leave after I finish it, even if it's pushed to me."

The Taoist of the Insect smiled and took out a jade box from the storage bag. The lid opened. It was a small insect half-fingered, all over, and a trace of grayish-white air was emitted, making people drowsy.
Chapter completed!