Chapter 131 131 Sister Yi and the Lost Memory

Chapter 131 131. Sister Yi and Lost Memories

He Jianzhu's cold fingertips touched his forehead, and Xia Feng could feel a stream of information pouring into his mind, slowly forming an imprint in his mind.

At the same time, his brain seemed to be turned on, and it stung, and countless images quickly slid through his mind like slides.

"Xiao Feng!"

"Sister Yi, it hurts, don't pull my ears~"

"Tell me, where did you go to play again?"

"I went to Sister Xue's house to play, didn't I tell you this morning?"

In the memory, there was a picture of a girl with a blurred face, pulling the little boy's ears unhappily.

Xia Feng's pupils suddenly expanded, and he was surprised. What is this? Why don't I remember this person when I was a child?

He remembered that he was adopted by a manor owner since he was a child, and later, for some reasons, he was adopted by Wei Shutong when he was about 14 years old.

It was also at this time that his brain was probably fully developed, and he gradually awakened his memories of his previous life, and at the same time he knew that his heart was unusual.

But memories before the age of 14 Thinking of this, Xia Feng was stunned. He suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten many things that happened when he was a child.

He only remembered that he used to live in a place called "Liuzhuang". At that time, he was still a stupid child and often went to Cha's house to play with Cha Naixue.

As for more, it was like the memory was covered with a veil. He tried his best to see clearly, but the more he wanted to see, the thicker the veil became.

Whether it was the girl called "Sister Yi" or the owner of Liuzhuang, they were all very blurry.

"Three, excuse me~"

The man's light laughter sounded, and He Jianzhu did not turn back, and continued to tap Xia Feng's eyebrows with his fingertips.

Xia Feng also ignored it, frowning and trying to see the past buried deep in his memory.

But it seemed to be blocked by a very mysterious force. Everything about Liuzhuang was always hidden at the bottom of the deep sea. The further he went downstream, the greater the resistance and the more painful his head was.

"Tsk, I say, are you deaf?" Seeing these three people ignoring him like this, the pink man's smile gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became cold and unhappy as he stared at the back of the plain skirt woman.

He licked his lips and stretched out his hand to press the plain skirt woman's shoulder, "Little beauty, show me your——"

"Really, annoying." Helpless soft voice sounded.

Hiss——The man's forearm in the pink shirt suddenly fell to the ground, separated from his arm, and the fresh pink meat section at the elbow splattered blood, exploding like a water pump.

The pink shirt man was slightly stunned, stagnated for half a second, and then covered his elbow and bent over and screamed.

The three men beside the pink shirt man even fell to the ground with their heads and died instantly.

He Jianzhu slowly turned around.

What the hell is going on! The pink shirt man was terrified and raised his head in anger. When he saw the woman's face, his face suddenly changed and he turned around and ran away.

But just as he flew into the air, the sky seemed to have invisible blades, and his legs were cut off and fell, and blood burst out again.

"Ahhhh!!" His desperate screams resounded through the world.

Under the Lingrou Fruit Tree.

"These lowly people don't seem to be afraid of us?" The bald man was looking down at the seven spiritual masters under the tree.

Someone shook his head disdainfully: "Heh, I guess they have given up struggling."

But at this moment, a heart-wrenching scream came from behind, and everyone looked back in confusion, and the scene that frightened them suddenly came into their eyes.

They saw their boss, the pink-shirted man, with only one right hand left, crawling on the grass, his cheeks twisted with fear, and he looked like he was scared to death. He used his right hand to frantically dig at the haystack, while calling for help from everyone, trying to seek the last chance of survival.

Twenty or so young nobles looked at the scene in front of them in confusion, what was going on?

"He, He Jianzhu! That's He Jianzhu!"

Someone pointed to the distance in panic.

"Damn it! How did she regain her human form?"

"Shit—Run!"

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, his limbs and head separated from his torso, breaking into a pile of parts and falling to the ground.

The faces of the people suddenly changed, and they began to flee in all directions.

But it was of no avail. All those who were looked at by the gentle eyes of the plain-skirted woman were decomposed into parts, and a large number of heads and broken limbs fell from the sky along with scarlet rain.

"Art! It's simply art!" Yuan Zhoulu's red eyes glowed, and he looked at the terrifying rain curtain composed of corpses with obsession, and whispered crisply, "Is this the boss? So powerful!"

"Damn, sister, we won't just win and pass this disaster realm, right?" After the shocking sigh of the remains, he thought, "The reward for passing this disaster realm is a seven-eye-level relic. We are picking up the reward for nothing."

Relics are also called god-level relics, which refer to some gods or near-god-level powers. After the death, part of their power will not dissipate, but will be materialized into some kind of substantial items that can only be used once or several times.

"Dream on, you stupid brother." Yuan Zhoulu curled his lips, "Do you think the god-level relic is a cabbage? There must be only one. And according to the previous rules of the disaster realm, there may be some hidden conditions for obtaining it."

"Ahhhhh——" Just as the two were chatting, the desperate screams in the sky were endless.

"God of the sky! Are you watching the show? Hurry up and do it!"

In despair, they waited for no help and scolded angrily.

The pink-shirted man was still crawling on the haystack like a maggot, gritting his teeth and roaring helplessly.

"God of the sky, I'm going to ***"

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The naked strong man was sitting in front of a black and white piano, his ten fingers skillfully jumping on the keys like falling beads, playing a cheerful and gradually exciting battle music.

Wait for the end of the song.

"I have to say that your human research in the field of art is indeed much better than that of the Og people."

The naked man sighed, "I like this song very much. Oh yes, what is it called?"

"The War of Ants." Geng Ghost leaned against the wall lazily and said casually.

"What a good name. I like the word ant very much."

The expressionless and solemn face of the naked man showed a look of memory, "Before the Unification War of the Evil Realm and the establishment of the Imaginary Royal Court, I was just an ant."

"But fortunately, the law followed in this world is that the weak eat the strong."

The naked man stood up with a slight smile, walked to the edge of the palace, and looked below the clouds. Geng Ghost also followed him to the side of the sky god, not knowing why.

"I heard the cry of the weak and the cry of the ants."

The God of the Sky heard the calls and pleas for help from the people in the lower world, but he did not act immediately. He just looked calm and said with a slightly confused tone, "He Jianzhu, this strange woman, unexpectedly recovered her human form in advance. ”

"And that man... is also very strange."

"What?" Geng Ghost didn't react, and asked in surprise, "He Jianzhu recovered early? Aren't those noble children who went down there in danger?"

"It's not that there's danger, it's that everyone is already dead." The naked man said calmly, his eyes began to be filled with ink-black color, and he concentrated through the layers of clouds to see clearly all the scenes below.

"Are they all dead?" Geng Gui was not too surprised, and even the corner of his lips curled up in gloating, "That's good, I've long been unhappy with this group of useless nobles."

Haha - the space behind Geng Ghost suddenly split open, the one-meter-tall scarlet eyeballs turned left and right, and uttered a majestic low voice:

"Just in time, since He Jianzhu woke up early, let's capture him in advance. God of the Sky, do you need my help?"

The naked man gave a scarlet look calmly: "No need, He Jianzhu, who has returned to his human form, has lost the qualification to pose a threat to me, he is nothing more than an ant."

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the entire palace suddenly shook slightly and imperceptibly.

Geng Gui raised his head and wondered: "What's going on?"

The naked strong man closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, then shook his head and said: "There is a Venerable who is attacking the entrance No. 1."

"That's probably the White Dragon Walker from the Yinlong Legion." Geng Gui clicked his tongue and chuckled, "This Walker is impatient, just leave him alone."

Outside entrance 1.

There are four figures standing under the rugged mountain wall covered with ivy. There is a decayed wooden door in the center of the mountain wall. Above the door frame are gleaming silver words: [Yuanhe Orphanage Welcomes You]

Three of the four figures were wearing pure black military uniforms with dragon shapes and tactical boots. They looked helplessly at the middle-aged man in the front.

The man was wearing flip-flops, a vest and blue and white beach pants, and a pure white military uniform draped over his shoulders. A solemn black and gold dragon-shaped military emblem was engraved on the back of the military uniform.

The man's face was unshaven and looked a little weathered, and he had a smoking cigar in his mouth.

"Mad!" He raised his foot and kicked the wooden door with a flip-flop. The wooden door didn't move at all, but he didn't give up and continued to kick hard.

It seems that some kind of power was used to make the palace in the disaster tremble.

"You won't let me in, right?"

"Bang! Bang bang bang!" The big feet with sparse leg hair clicked again and again.

"Kick your uncle to death!" The middle-aged man seemed to be enjoying it, his feet were getting faster and faster, and he kept banging.

The three people behind them were speechless and holding their foreheads.

"Master Xingzhe, forget it." A woman stepped forward and said helplessly, "The disciples have all said that the water here is very deep, so we cannot act rashly."

A man wearing glasses also spoke in a deep voice: "The forces involved behind this place are so intricate that even if the disciples come up, they may not be able to uproot this place."

Bang bang bang bang——

After kicking for a while, the White Dragon Walker finally seemed to be tired. He slowly stopped with his shadowless feet and landed on the ground.

Seeing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, "According to speculation, the disaster here is at least the seventh-eye level. Although it has not yet reached the god level, it is close to it. There is no possibility of survival for those who enter. Even though you have already Reaching the Venerable Realm, but there is also a high chance of falling into it.”

"So, since the evil beast inside doesn't welcome us, there's no need for us to break in."

The middle-aged uncle took a deep breath of his cigar, looked up at the wooden door plaque, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly exhaled white mist.

"Furthermore, our main mission in King's Landing is to investigate the Peach Organization. Lord Walker, let's focus on business." The man pushed up his glasses and was about to continue.

"The rope cut the wood." Then he saw the middle-aged uncle twisting his arms and moving his body, then grinned, "Tsk~ You don't want me to go in, right? Then I'll kick you for a month, and I can finally get rid of this shit." Tender break!”

He raised his foot again, like a brick machine, the leg came out without a trace, and bang bang bang started to hit the wooden door barrier.

The three people behind him helplessly held their foreheads.