Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 206 Six Consciousness Blinds Memory Devouring

Du Fang laughed wildly.

"If I destroy this body, you will enter another thousand-year sleep!"

Mo Ling snorted coldly:

"On the day I woke up, I had already placed restrictions on this body. You, an outer disciple of Lingxiao, want to destroy it? Hehe, let alone you, even if a peak-level Ninth Realm expert came, he wouldn't be able to destroy this body that has absorbed the Yin energy of heaven and earth for ten thousand years."

"In the future, you are destined to be devoured by me..."

"Alright, take your time swallowing it. I think you're still a long way off from completely corrupting me and taking over my soul..."

Du Fang's soul withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head. He could feel that his white soul was being bitten off piece by piece. Almost half of his soul body was bitten off.

Mo Ling's sinister voice continued to emanate: "How about it? The day when your six senses and six perceptions, three souls and seven spirits are dispersed, that will be the day when I will successfully possess your body."

Du Fang's eyes were hazy, and he seemed to see fragments of his memory being gradually devoured, petal by petal.

Many memories began to fade.

Suddenly, a cold silver needle pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Ling, who was enjoying the meal, suddenly cried out in pain. A white aura from the silver needle pierced her entire body.

Mo Ling screamed sinisterly, "Who is it?"

He immediately hid in the black shroud.

The cold pain woke Du Fang up completely, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of strange eyes stared at him nervously. Suddenly, the owner of the eyes groaned in pain and fell out. After a long while, he got up.

"I am incompetent. This immortal has been in the Yin body for ten thousand years. The evil spirit is too powerful, and there is a black barrier protecting it. It is impossible to peel it out!"

The person in front of me is an old man who doesn't look like a human.

The entire face was covered with lumps of flesh, and what was terrifying was the two tentacles on the face, growing out of the eye sockets, with two eyeballs embedded in the tentacles.

His entire face and body looked like a character that had walked out of the legend of the ancient evil god.

"This is the Ecstasy Old Man from Lancang Mountain!"

"This is Du Fang, a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect!"

A woman in white was holding a plate. She was very beautiful, with a pair of frowning eyebrows, a long and straight nose, and a fair oval face.

Especially her long legs, slender, round and delicate.

She walked like a lotus leaf swaying in the wind, her lotus steps creating smoke as she came over.

Du Fang stared at her in a daze and asked softly, "Who are you? Why am I here?" He just felt that the woman in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember her name at all.

The woman in white touched his face and sighed softly:

"It's really different from before. Has his memory been devoured? Or?" The woman in white was Bai Zhi. She looked at the enchanting old man in front of her, waiting for his explanation.

"The Immortal Spirit is an eternal divine creature, and its spiritual power is too strong. This child's soul has been devoured, and his six senses are clouded. He is not far from death!"

"Is there no remedy?"

The ecstatic old man shook his head and said, "I am incompetent, please seek help from someone else!"

He walked out silently.

Du Fang opened his eyes and looked at everything around him. The house was filled with human and animal corpses, amputated limbs, various insects, and biological specimens.

There were countless bottles and jars, and the house was filled with a strong smell of medicine and fishy odor.

"Who are you?" Du Fang asked again.

Bai Zhi gently touched his face and sighed, "I'm your sister, don't you recognize me?"

Du Fang closed his eyes and opened them again. He groaned softly in pain. The stinging pain in his body made him very uncomfortable.

He didn't know where this was or who the woman in front of him was.

In her head, countless fragments of memory were rapidly merging, dispersing, and then merging again. At this moment, Bai Zhi's face showed a trace of resentment, pain, and a hint of smug joy at having successfully played a prank.

Du Fang shook his head vigorously and closed his eyes to think back. His past seemed to be blank. He could not remember that he had a sister!

Bai Zhi took out five-color rouge and powder from the plate, took out eyebrow pencil and lipstick, wiped Du Fang's face with a towel, combed her hair, and said with a smile:

"As a woman, you should always dress nicely so that you can marry a good man in the future. Otherwise, no one will be interested in you if you are so sloppy!"

Du Fang was so frightened that he suddenly sat up from the bed.

His body was completely naked. Bai Zhi glanced at his body intentionally or unintentionally and said with a smile:

"Sister, you have a really nice figure. What should be big is big, what should be small is small, especially this slender waist. I wonder which man will be lucky enough to win you in the future."

Du Fang's mind went blank. He had finally turned into a woman. His figure was exactly the same as the woman in front of him.

The fair skin makes me want to touch it.

Du Fang suddenly cried out in panic: "Mirror, where is the mirror!"

Bai Zhi took it out and placed it on his chest. The woman in the mirror had a fair complexion and was charming and attractive. She was indeed a real woman.

Du Fang's mind suddenly went numb. Had the immortal spirit successfully corrupted and taken over his body?

Memories slowly emerged in his mind, and everything that happened before began to slowly flood into his mind. He clearly remembered that the Mo Ling in his sea of ​​consciousness was cut down and turned into a ball of darkness again.

I clearly didn't succeed in climbing the stairs, so why did my body completely turn into a woman's?

"What's your name and where is this?"

He immediately asked the question again.

"As for me, I'm your sister, Baizhi, and you're my sister, idiot. This is Lancang Mountain. Do you want to go out and take a look? I'll take you out."

Without waiting for Du Fang's consent, he pushed a wooden chair in from outside the room, clasped his arms around himself, and placed his light body into the chair.

Just as he was about to leave, Du Fang suddenly shook his head and said, "No, that's not my name. I'm Du Fang, from the Du family's Kanzi, and a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect!"

"You remember?" Bai Zhi's expression flashed with surprise.

"Then do you remember who I am?"

As her face came closer, Du Fang vaguely felt that this face was very familiar and beautiful, but he could not remember who she was. Anyway, the only thing he was sure of was that she was definitely not his sister.

I have never had a sister in my life.

Du Fang shook his head, "I don't remember!"

"The situation is not that bad. It can still be treated."

Seeing Du Fang sitting in the chair, a young man walked in with a smile on his face: "Brother Du, are you awake?"

The young man had a clear voice, a thin face, and was dressed in white. He was putting away a purple iron fan.

"You are..." Du Fang felt that this person's face was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. The young man looked at the puzzled face, turned to look at Bai Zhi behind him, and asked:

"Lord Baihuang, is this what he looks like when he wakes up?"

"Well... she just recognized me as her sister!" Bai Zhiyan said.

"Sister..." Yu Qinghan showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth:

"He...did you also put on the makeup on his face?"

Bai Zhi put away her smile and said seriously, "As a woman, you must learn how to put on makeup. I've already taught her. But I have to ask you for a favor..."