One hundred reasons to be with the hero

Qiao Mo was numb and stiff in place, and there was a buzzing in his ears, and all outside sounds were cut off from this barrier.

How long has he not experienced the feeling of seeping into the blood and suffocating to death in the next moment.

Only after taking a sip of this hopeless pain, Qiao Momu was followed by another wave, pulling his legs violently, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be collided by a thousand catty stones at this moment, and his heart and soul would be crushed by this blow. Knock out of the body.Qiao Momu only had time to exhaust his strength, and suddenly pushed Xiao Wuyou who was in front of him, his waking consciousness was instantly shattered, and the black air spreading around him opened his mouth wide, he only felt that his body was lightened, and he was sucked by the thick fog And enter.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't even have a second to react.

Xiao Wuyou was pushed down by inertia and fell to the ground, his face changed suddenly, his body was covered in blood, and he stretched out his hand to rush.

"Master!"

.........

Hundreds of people chattered loudly in their ears.

Or curse, or pity, or disgust, or grief, or fear.

too messy.

Qiao Momu floated drowsily in the brilliant galaxy, he smelled a few familiar smells at the tip of his nose, his limbs were heavy and weak like lead, he gritted his teeth and tried several times, finally sighed and let go.

"anyone there?"

There was silence, and the noise had just stopped, and no one answered.

This feeling is not good, Qiao Momu tried to probe into the inner mansion, and suddenly found that the inner mansion was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the aura was imprisoned by this faint white, unable to stimulate it.

How is it different from a mortal without the spiritual energy protection of the inner palace?If there is a surprise attack by a monster at this time, it will definitely not be able to stop it.Thinking of this, Qiao Momu couldn't help slowing down his breathing, his nerves were on high alert, and his senses amplified. Just when he began to slowly let go of his high hanging heart, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

Every word weeps and weeps, mixed and chaotic.

Qiao Momu turned his head suddenly - the frightening galaxy collapsed and dissipated like fragments.

Countless golden pythons snaked around the ground and quickly climbed up his body. Their vertical pupils were like magnificent monochrome fireworks. The snakes were thick and wrapped around his body one by one, making a protective gesture. There were countless swords hanging in the air around them. Condensed with frost, the cold air is wanton.

Qiao Momu was in the middle of the snake, fear had not been swept away, suddenly felt warm blood seeping into his thin clothes, the blade of the sword floating in the air pierced into the giant python blocking him at some point Inside the body, red blood flowers bloomed.

The illusion is too complex and ever-changing, but just a daze, the scene of blood flowers on the other side is torn apart layer by layer, white mist curls up, and a man in white clothes appears indifferently, standing upright, like a white pine rock, motionless.Even with the interlayer veil, Qiao Momu could see the man's face clearly, the most familiar face.

Ye Wangyue stretched out her hand towards him, opened and closed her lips, as if silently saying three words to him, the group of giant pythons that had been pierced through their internal organs by the sharp sword turned their heads together, and all made hoarse and creepy voices, After careful identification, I heard three inexplicable, simple words that popped up suddenly without cause and effect.

"Live."

live?

Qiao Momu was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the meaning was, and the surroundings began to look like flowers and moonlight again, and the scenes of flowers in the mist overlapped and changed.

This time the illusion was exceptionally clear.With the gurgling water and the rustling of the bamboo grove, one person holds a bamboo flute, but the tune he plays is not a melodious tune that is soothing and pleasant to the ears.The sound of the music is ups and downs, just like the golden and iron horses fighting on the battlefield. It is majestic and swallows the river for thousands of miles. It contrasts with the quiet illusion here, but it has a sense of disturbing tranquility.Another person came hurriedly not far away, and when Qiao Momu saw that person's face clearly, his heart jumped out of his throat for an instant.

It was Ye Wangyue again?Isn't that flute player... Yuan Bo.

Ye Wangyue's usual composure was completely forgotten at this moment, and before she could walk up to her, she was already extremely angry and threw the book in her hand at the Piper, roaring angrily: "How can you be willing to degenerate?! Look at this outrageous thing!"

The book made a muffled sound and fell into the green grass with a "snap".The man who played the flute stopped playing, turned around, turned his face elegantly, and faced Ye Wangyue with a smile on his lips, playing with the bamboo flute in his hand: "What is so rebellious about this? .”

Ye Wangyue reprimanded: "The *"Ghost Corpse" in this library isn't really rebellious, it's still a rare treasure? Don't you still want to step on the ghost road, drive people's flesh and blood with sorcery, and mess up the mind... This is the same as What is the same in the way you usually learn!"

The piper was unmoved.

After Ye Wangyue finished speaking, her body was exhausted, her heart was full of heavy stones, her tone turned obliquely, and she let out a long sigh: "Xiao Jiang, stop making trouble, you are just messing around."

"Nonsense?" Qiao Jiang sneered, "What morality is there in this world? Oh, yes, isn't the Tao you are talking about subduing demons and destroying ghosts and evil? They are not my race, so their hearts must be different. I I want to control ghosts and plan evil, avenge my revenge, dominate the world, and get the Heavenly Jade Seal."

At the end, he added rigidly: "I'm not you. The most important thing to me is that it doesn't matter even if you kill all the people in the world, do all the evil things, and bear the eternal infamy. In fact, I have always wanted to know, what did you do in my body?" The seal, what memory is it that made me forget without authorization?"

These words are undoubtedly a cold knife, and those who are caught off guard are covered in cuts and bruises.Ye Wangyue shook her hands in pain, closed her eyes and opened them, her eyes calmed down and became calm again: "Xiao Jiang, don't read these books, don't learn these exercises, okay?"

The last three words are almost humble.

The world blurred again until nothingness, and the figure disappeared, only Qiao Jiang answered clearly.

"No, it's impossible."

Qiao Momu didn't care about other things. After seeing these afterimages, he felt a turbulent wave in his heart.

Xiao Jiang, Qiao Jiang, styled Momu.

Obviously, this is not his memory, but the original body.That bastard who did all kinds of crimes didn't know what to say about the past, but what the hell was Ye Wangyue's conversation with Yuanshen?

Qiao Momu stroked his forehead, and fell into a strange vortex for no reason. Sometimes he was confused whether he was the original body, and sometimes doubted whether his soul and the original body were one or different. Besides... Ye Wangyue could seal Art of human memory.

Unauthorized erasure can easily cut off all of a person's past and disconnect from everything in the past.

How terrible.

Qiao Momu closed his eyes, tossed and turned, and only thought in his mind: "This is such a fucking thing."

After his mood gradually calmed down, and he carefully restrained his doubts, he realized that he shouldn't be here. The clear memory broke through the dark clouds, and everything was able to see the light of day again.

Xiao Wuyou, where is Xiao Wuyou?

He propped up his body, and the bones of his limbs seemed to be broken, but the pain was delayed by the numbness. When he opened his eyes forcibly, the blurry world fell apart, the dust faded, the clouds and mists were pushed away, and he bumped into a white space head-on.

The white table and the white walls are all pure white, except for the shadow of Qiao Momu reflected in this monotonous color.