Yan Hui was really not a human inside and outside, as if it was wrong no matter what he said, he suddenly thought of the Resurrection Bell. The Resurrection Bell can't be faked. When he saw that the two Nian Jinshu had Resurrection Bells on their waists, Yan Hui really didn't know how to distinguish them. Both of them were domineering, and they cried and shouted that they would ignore their brother again. Even though they knew that one of them was fake, it was hard to tell the truth.

Yan Hui and Feng Liangzheng slowly got together. The two were quite in tune with each other, but at this time they were a little confused. Feng Liangzheng had almost thought of the plan.

He pulled Yan back aside.

"The Jinshu on the left came later, and the Jinshu on the right has been with you all the time. Who do you believe?"

Yan Hui looked left and right, but couldn't see any difference. They were all his brocade books. Both of them looked at him with light, so they could not be faked. Yan Hui felt heavy in his heart and could not tell the difference.

Feng Liangzheng said, "The more delayed it is, the more dangerous it is. We must fight and decide quickly. One of them must be fake."

Yan Hui didn't know that he took a deep breath, "I believe in Jinshu who has been with me."

"That's easy."

Yan Hui and Feng Liangzheng looked at each other, and knew Feng Liangzheng's meaning in a flash, and he also had some conspiracy in his heart. He waved to Nian Jinshu on the left, "A Jin, come here!"

Nian Jinshu was delighted, but another Nian Jinshu looked at him in shock, holding his fist tightly, feeling sad and angry, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him hard.

Yanhui was also very conflicted, but she had no choice.

Xiao Jinshu ran to him in surprise, raised his head and looked at him simply, "Brother, do you believe me? I am your A Jin."

Yan Hui was very confused, but the facts did not allow him to be confused anymore. He had to make a decision.

Xiao Jinshu looked back at another Jinshu and said proudly, "I am Nian Jinshu, you are not, you are a monster, don't come and grab my brother."

Nian Jinshu, who was provoked, had flames burning in her eyes and was about to curse, but suddenly saw Yan Hui lifting her hand and hit Nian Jinshu. Yan Hui had murderous intentions. However, after this palm, Nian Jinshu did not hide at all. Yan Hui had the mentality of testing her. If it was a soul-devouring spirit, she would definitely show up when she encountered danger, because after being hit by a single blow, the soul-devouring spirit would be scattered.

But Nian Jinshu had no reaction at all. Yan Hui realized one thing: the Jinshu beside him was the real Jinshu, so Yan Hui pulled out his sword and stabbed at another Nian Jinshu.

The New Year's Jinshu launches the sword and draws its sword toward each other, which further strengthens the minds of Yan Hui and Feng Liangzheng. This New Year's Jinshu is fake.

Nian Jinshu was knocked ten meters away by the geese and fell on the ice field.

Yan Hui said coldly, "Show your true body, don't hold A Jin's face anymore."

Nian Jinshu's eyes were red, "You idiot! I will never like you again!"

She shouted and ran to the depths of the demons. Yanhui felt a severe pain in her heart. She felt that she had done something wrong. Even though she knew it was pretending to be the soul-devouring spirit, she still felt as if she was so sad.

"Brother Yan Hui, do you believe me, right?" Nian Jinshu's voice was soft and pity. Yan Hui was no exception. Just as she wanted to comfort Nian Jinshu, Nian Jinshu in front of her suddenly turned into a black shadow and made a terrifying laugh. Yan Hui's scalp was numb, and she instantly realized that she had done something wrong.

He beat Jinshu!

Jinshu ran to the depths of the demon clan.

The soul-devouring soul was like a ray of black smoke, heading towards the direction of the New Year's Book.

The geese's eyes were red and they were about to split, and they followed him, "A Jin!"

Nian Jinshu's mind was trembling violently. When it was at its most unstable, the soul-devouring spirit around him seemed to smell the delicious taste of the soul, and all surrounded him. The resurrection bell knew it was broken.

Although Nian Jinshu's spiritual power was weak, he had always carried the soul-resurrecting bell. Although the soul-devouring spirit would attack her, he was afraid. Now that Jinshu's mind is in a disorder this year, it is a good time for the soul-devouring spirit to attack her.

When the geese came back, they saw a black shadow surrounding Nian Jinshu, eroding her soul. Nian Jinshu made a sad scream. The pain of the soul being eaten by others made it impossible for her young woman to bear it.

Yan Hui was full of regret, "A Jin!"

He drew his sword to meet him and cut off the soul-devouring spirits around him. But there were too many soul-devouring spirits. Nian Jinshu lost consciousness, and Feng Liangzheng also came to kill the soul-devouring spirits.

Feng Liangzheng said, "Go away, take Sister Jinshu away~"

"And you?"

"Don't worry about me, I can get out."

"Okay, you have to be careful!" Yan Hui killed several soul-devouring spirits with his backhand. Seeing that the soul-devouring spirits around Feng Liangzheng decreased, he was no longer delayed and hurriedly left with Nian Jinshu.

But the soul-devouring spirit seemed to have recognized Nian Jinshu and followed him.

"A Jin... don't have anything to do." Yan Hui was in a hurry and almost panicked. But the more he was panicked, the clearer the subconscious was. He also realized that he had been following the direction and had taken the wrong path. Instead, he went deep into the demon clan, so he simply went in the opposite direction.

This time, he bet right.

The soul-resurrendering bell was desperate. Nian Jinshu's soul was scattered around, and it was simply fragmented and could not gather together. She was attacked by the soul-devouring spirit, and there was a mark of the soul-devouring spirit in her body.

This means that as long as she is inside the ice wall, she will receive a soul-devouring attack, and the pain will double. Moreover, her soul is now broken and she is almost a useless person.

"A Jin, I'm sorry!" Yan Hui's eyes were red. After all, she was still young. She knew that she had committed a huge disaster. The first time he faced the Soul-Devouring Spirit, he overestimated himself and underestimated the Resurrection Bell.

"A Jin, I'm sorry!"

He held Nian Jinshu to the safe area and detected that Nian Jinshu's pulse was very weak. The soul-devouring spirit in the safe area did not come again. Yan Hui knew that someone soon discovered Nian Jinshu, but he couldn't wait for Nian Jinshu to wake up.

Feng Liangzheng never caught up with him, so he wanted to look for Feng Liangzheng.

"A Jin, wait for my brother to come back, and I will be like you carrying a thorn to apologize!"
Chapter completed!