Chapter five hundred and seventy-fifth forgotten memory(1/3)
"Which one?" Cenkoufu asked subconsciously as he was brought in.
"Red?"
"Saint slave?"
"Ghost beast?"
The masked man listed three items and laughed to himself, "I can't even look down on these existences, but will they?"
Cenqiaofu's face darkened.
You are the leader of the Saint Slave, how could you demean yourself like this?
"Heh." The masked man seemed to know what he was thinking and immediately felt happy.
"But in this white cave, apart from these three, who else can enter the eyes of the Holy Emperor?"
Cenqiaofu didn't pay attention and continued to ask: "The rest are all insignificant young people... Could it be that they are stowaways?"
"They look down upon sneaky people even more," the masked man said.
"That's...the experiencer?"
Cenchofu was shocked, "So he is really a young man?"
He could not imagine that the Holy Emperor's plan would finally focus on the young man.
"Young people, don't they still have to grow up?"
"Not to mention whether they will die in the middle, can they wait for the growth of young people?" Cenchofu didn't believe it.
The masked man laughed when he heard this.
"You've been waiting for so long, why are you still in a hurry?"
"Who is it?" Cenchofu said anxiously.
He had no idea that any young person in the White Cave would be able to penetrate the Holy Emperor's Dharma Eyes.
Lorelei?
Tears?
Won't.
One is not qualified.
How can one have time when he has his own mission?
So, are they from the Holy Temple?
"no."
As soon as the masked man rolled his eyes, he knew that Cenqiaofu was thinking wrongly. "You also know that person and have 'met' him before."
"bump?"
Cenqiaofu was confused by the chief's specially emphasized tone. Suddenly, a hedgehog flashed in his mind.
"It's him?"
"Well, the person I like..."
The masked man did not respond directly, but moved his gaze away and looked at the direction of the White Cave, "But theoretically speaking, after this trip to the White Cave, maybe I am not the only one to see him."
"Wen Ming!"
Cenkoufu blurted out.
At this moment, the vague figure in his mind solidified directly and turned into a young man.
However, at that time in the Tiansang Ling Palace, the two sides had only met each other, and he did not see what the strength of this young man was.
But why does the leader always praise him so much?
Even before entering the White Cave, he specifically recommended this person to the storyteller?
"Is he that strong?" Cenchofu asked curiously.
"Let's see!"
The masked man smiled and said nothing.
If the person you like can avoid dying midway.
Then, at least in this white cave, there should probably be several people who are eyeing him.
The Holy Temple, ghost beasts, and the layout of the Holy Emperor...
"Tsk, tsk."
The masked man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with an inexplicable emotion.
It felt like a child's favorite toy that was seen by others because it was too dazzling.
This kind of happiness that could be possessed alone is suddenly forced to choose, and there is an added feeling that it may be shared by others...
It’s really heartbreaking!
"Let's go."
The masked man didn't say anything, but walked outside.
"Where are you going this time?"
Cenjov immediately followed.
"Let's see if the storyteller can successfully bring Wen Ming, or..."
The masked man suddenly stopped and seemed to have noticed the movement coming from the outside world. He suddenly laughed and said, "Join in on the fun."
…
White cave.
the other side.
Xu Xiaoshou fell to the ground with a bang, the golden light shattered, and turned into a human form.
Feeling the empty air sea, he finally had time to look back, then he made a fist and waved it hard.
"Yo Xi, escape!"
When the storyteller and the vigil attack at the same time, you can still take that step forward.
I have to say that this was only possible after all the courage I had accumulated throughout my life.
Fortunately, it was successful.
The energy exploded by the "Song of Ice and Fire" in its compressed form is simply not something that ordinary people can resist.
That is enough power to destroy the entire Spirit Fusion!
The power of the collision between "Jinzhao Original Seed" and "Three-Day Freezing Tribulation" will not be reduced just because they have been conquered.
On the contrary, under Xu Xiaoshou's deliberate manipulation, more energy was pressed into the balance point between the two.
The power of the explosion will only be more terrifying.
only……
"hiss."
Xu Xiaoshou's body convulsed as he slurped the pill in big mouthfuls.
He watched with pain and relief as his cracked body and his left hand, which had been completely corroded into bone by the aura of destruction, were recovering bit by bit.
"terrible."
"If you use this technique, you will kill a thousand enemies, damage yourself by seven hundred and a half, and leave only two hundred and five."
"With the level of a grandmaster, it is completely unsustainable..."
Feeling that even though there was "endless life", the recovery of the arm injury was still as slow as a turtle, Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to relax even a little bit.
Once you relax, this is the consequence.
Who dares to relax?
And waiting for the arm to be repaired on its own will probably take more than half a day, and it will be impossible.
The only good thing is that this is still a problem that can be solved with time.
"So, where should we escape next?"
Xu Xiaoshou held four swords in his hands and looked around, a little confused.
Theoretically speaking, if ordinary White Cave practitioners want to give up the experience, they only need to crush the exquisite stone to get the care of the red clothes, and then go out of the realm.
but……
"It's so unscientific."
Xu Xiaoshou doesn't even dare to put the exquisite stone in the ring now, just for fear of getting special attention from Hong Yi.
To be continued...