When he was told what he thought, the purple-shirted young man's expression did not change, but he just shifted his attention to the speaker, and when he looked closely, he saw that his appearance was the same as that of one of the monks of the Six Dao Sects who had searched for clues before, but he did not have that sense of indifference, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, full of banter, as if mocking the stupidity of all beings.

Although they have the same expression, because of their completely different temperaments, people instantly believe that these are two completely different people.

"Another way to say caution is to be suspicious, because you miss the best chance to escape because of your suspicion. But it doesn't matter, I'm a kind passerby, but I just happened to pass through here, so if you want to escape, just run away, as long as you don't do anything to me, even passers-by know how to defend themselves. Luo San didn't care about the other party's observation, and continued to say things that the other party wouldn't believe.

The purple-shirted young man did not act rashly, he was very confident in his escape technique, and he was fully sure of escaping, but this was not the result he wanted, if he let this person go back, it would mean that the "truth" he had worked so hard to hide would be exposed, if he could kill this person on the spot, although it would arouse suspicion, but there would be a chance to make up for it.

As he searched for an opportunity, he asked, "How did you find out?"

"Man, why do you always like to think of others as stupid? There may be a few people in the world who are more stupid than you, but that doesn't mean that everyone else is stupider than you, because the very idea proves that you are a stupid. ”

Luo Sanhun didn't care about the other party's thoughts, and he didn't put on a defensive posture, he was loose and sloppy like a person who had just woken up, he continued: "It can be seen that you are an extremely proud person, so you are also very conceited, after all, being able to play with another fool in the applause at least proves that you are a relatively smart fool." Oh, maybe you won't accept my straightforward statement, but that's okay, I'll prove it with facts. ”

Although the young man in the purple shirt didn't mind the other party's nonsense, he couldn't help but say, "Don't you think so too?" He was sure that the other party was the same kind of person as himself, and they were both very conceited about their wisdom.

"Of course not, because everyone in this world except me is stupid, this is a fact, and I don't need to recognize it. Luo Santian said shamelessly.

The young man in the purple shirt resisted the urge to refute and turned the topic back: "How did you find my flaws?"

Luo San showed an exaggerated expression of shock: "Hey, haven't you examined so many obvious flaws in yourself until now? Could it be that I overestimated you?

First, there is a passage in the diary that your spy behavior was discovered by 'Senior Brother Zhang', but the result was unharmed, assuming that this plot is true and not fictional, then why? It is impossible that this 'Senior Brother Zhang' has passion for you, and he let you go in order to protect the love of the invisible.

Then the answer is about to come out, and the way to prevent those in the know from telling the truth is to pull them into the gang and become a member of the same group. He forced you to worship the so-called Ancestor Daxian with him, so that you tasted the sweetness, got on the thief ship, and never came down again.

Of course, there is another possibility, in fact, the spirit card was secretly given by you to 'Senior Brother Zhang', from the beginning you were the initiator, the big black man behind the scenes, and the content of the diary is all fiction.

However, this is unlikely, because a fool like you, who claims to be smart, always likes to play eight truths and two falsehoods, nine truths and one falsehood, or although all the truth is leaked, it is only a trick of partial truth, and the content of the diary should be roughly believable. ”

The purple-shirted young man said coldly: "This is just your baseless speculation, based on assumptions, even if you bump into it now, it's just luck." ”

"Eh, I look very unconvinced, okay, let's move on. The second point, the changes in the diary, comparing the before and after, it is not difficult to find that after the spy was caught, the mind you spent on the diary became less and less, and the content you wrote every day became less and less, more and more streamlined, I think, this should be the result of your temperament being affected after you practiced magic skills, and even gave up your original hobby, which is really sad. Luo San spread his hands and sighed.

The purple-shirted young man was unmoved: "This exercise does not affect the temperament, 'Senior Brother Zhang' is a waste, so he has trained himself to become a monster, and he has an extreme temperament, even if he does not worship the spirit card, he will sooner or later fall into the devil and go crazy, but I am different, I still retain my sanity." As for keeping a diary, it's just a waste of life when I'm bored, and when I find my true purpose in life, I naturally won't waste any more time on it. ”

Luo San didn't insist on it: "Just take it as such." But one thing is even more strange, you should remember the last page of the diary, right?"

The purple-shirted young man said calmly: "In order to verify my guess, I deliberately set up a situation to let the head of the sect discover the secret of 'Senior Brother Zhang', and then the head forced 'Senior Brother Zhang' to hand over the spirit card, and 'Senior Brother Zhang' naturally refused, and the two sides had a big battle, and the head of the sect was defeated by the 'Senior Brother Zhang' after going crazy, not only was he killed, but the whole door was destroyed, which is really a model of insufficient success and more than failure, and such people can actually become the masters of a faction, which is really ridiculous." ”

"It's really ridiculous that you! What are you doing when 'Senior Brother Zhang' is going crazy and slaughtering the whole door? Normal people's reaction is either to resist desperately, or to run away in a panic, and you still have the heart to write a diary, how much do you love to write a diary!" Luo San supported his forehead with his hand and put on a dizzy expression, "Leaving such a big flaw, are you afraid that others won't see it?" Or do you think everyone else is stupid, so they won't notice?"

When the purple-shirted young man heard this, he was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would show his feet here.

"I can see you as a person, you may be a little smart, and you also have one or two passable ideals, but limited by your own vision and talent, you can only do some unsightly things in secret, and you are complacent about this, thinking that you have done something great. Luo San said Kankan.

The purple-shirted youth was slightly angry, but immediately accused him: "You say that I am a great talent, look at the ruins you are in, and those deceased who have not found the real murderer until they died, who have become powerful ghosts and are still deceived, and who have sprinkled their resentment on 'Senior Brother Zhang', can you still say such things?"

"Those fierce and cruel people in this world, who seem to be quite unreasonable, are often not unreasonable, but disdain to reason with people who are weaker than themselves, once they are faced with people who are strong enough to make him feel threatened, they will often restrain their ferocity and become very good at talking.

It must be known that behind the ferocity is mostly cowardice, because only the weak like to draw their swords at those who are weaker than themselves, in order to show their bravery and obtain the pleasure of sadism, and the strong often disdain to do so - the tiger that is not hungry is often safer, because it disdains boring fighting and killing, but even the well-fed cat will cruelly play with birds and mice until death.

Not to mention, even in the eyes of those Six Dao Sect monks who came to investigate the truth, your behavior is just a cat playing with rats, whether it is talent or vision, it is too far apart. There was no contemptuous tone in Luo San's voice, but what he said was straight to the hearts of the people.

The purple-shirted young man was completely silent, and his restless emotions also subsided, and he said slowly: "It seems that you are deliberately provoking me, then, as you wish!"

The earth shook suddenly, with Luo San as the center, eight giant hands broke through the ground, carrying an extraordinarily heavy Xuanhuang qi, and all of them surrounded him.

This move Xuanhuang Great Mudra is the mastery of the Houtumen where the young man is, each hand is equivalent to the power of a mountain, even if it is his head, at most five Xuanhuang Great Mudras can be summoned at the same time, this is not only a matter of mana consumption, no matter how much it is, it is difficult to control.

I saw eight Xuanhuang big mudras blocking all the directions of escape, closing inward, sandwiching Luo San in it, followed by a fierce contraction and squeezing, and the majestic forces stirred each other.

The purple-shirted young man did not blindly wait and see, his body moved, and the demonic aura behind him was swirling, and the figure of a burly heavenly demon appeared, this demon had a majestic and mighty body like a god, with angular muscles, shining like steel in the sun, reflecting all the luster, and the noise of two pieces of steel rubbing between the shaking emitted, emanating from his body was a momentum as immovable as a rock, and the demonic qi exuded a rotten and old, stubborn atmosphere.

This is a steel troll, a middle-to-lower bloodline in the demon clan, with extremely poor spell talent, unable to learn spells other than metal, but the physical body is extremely strong, almost the incorruptible golden body of Buddhism.

The steel troll phantom swung a heavy fist, striking out a majestic fist like a huge wave, which immediately caused a burst of flying sand and stones, as if a typhoon had risen on the ground, and the furious punch hit the large clods of earth with the eight Xuanhuang handprints closed, and the eight forces that were originally entangled and inseparable, once again merged into a prize-winning dragon.

I only heard a shocking explosion, and the clod of soil was like a ripe pickled melon being hit by a mallet, and it was blown apart, and the sand and dust flew all over the sky.

The purple-shirted young man looked fixedly, but saw that there were no corpses and severed limbs in the same place, and he was secretly frightened: "Did you break your bones when you hit it just now...... Not true!"

"One of the three major illusions in life is that I can fight back. ”

There was a sound of breaking the air, and a blood shadow came from behind, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the purple-shirted young man knew that he had no time to return to defense, and while holding the magic seal, he drove the steel troll to resist.

I saw the arm of the burly city breaker smashing towards the blood shadow, and the powerful fist formed a vortex that was not easy to dissipate, and erupted into a whining air rolling sound, and the sound of this whirling force was like thunder, like a big grinding plate, like a waterfall hanging for nine days.

With one punch, the blood shadow was shattered, and blood splattered!

However, each drop of blood that shattered seemed to have self-awareness, suddenly converging, clinging to the steel troll's metal body, and only a sneering corrosion sound was heard, and the steel troll's body became rusty in the blink of an eye.

Immediately after, traces of corrosion also appeared on the body of the purple-shirted youth.