Chapter Seventy-Nine: If You Want to Forget, Can You Forget?

There is something wrong with this kid, the time when he appeared here is basically the same as the time when the space is abnormally fluctuating. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut he was just a mortal, how could he have anything to do with the abnormal fluctuations in space? Maybe he was just an ordinary person, very close to the center of the fluctuations in space at that time, and he was hurt and his memory was damaged. Chen Jiaoxi's mind was racing, speculating, and tangled.

Chen Jiaoxi's mouth was imperceptible, and a young scholar entered the shack, ready to enter and search. Feng Ge stopped in front of the door: "This is my home, you can't just go in." The scholar was angry, raised his hand and pushed Fengge aside, Fengge's body shook, but he still stood still and did not let go, the scholar was stunned, angry, in front of the teacher and the senior brothers, even a mortal could not push away, and his face was lost to his grandmother's house.

The scholar slammed out a palm, the distance was very close, Feng Ge was defenseless at all, this palm was directly printed on his chest, Feng Ge was knocked away, and the shack collapsed with a bang. Chen Jiaoxi's face was pale, and he snorted, a guy who has more than enough success and more than failure. It is a taboo in the cultivation world to go out to mortals for no reason, not to mention that it is a famous and authentic family like Hanmo Building, that scholar is very ashamed, looking at the gloating appearance of a few senior brothers, mud horses, and they are going to pay hush money again.

The scholar was in the collapsed shack, kicking around, and found nothing but some mountain goods. Feng Ge, who fell to the ground, endured the pain, struggled to stand up, his eyes were full of anger, and he was about to rush over to reason, Li Zheng hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed him tightly, and persuaded: "Feng Ge, don't be impulsive, we can't afford to provoke these nobles." Feng Ge was sad for a while, don't make trouble for the village, and the anger in his eyes slowly disappeared.

Chen Jiaoxi looked at Fengge and was shocked in his heart. With that palm just now, that disciple used at least half of his mana and hit him directly in the chest, even a martial artist in the mortal world, if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, but this kid, as if he was fine, how could it be? At this moment, an exclamation came, and the scholar who was rummaging in the shack took out two animal skin-like things from a pile of thatch, and excitedly handed them to Chen Jiaoxi.

Chen Jiaoxi's eyes widened, and his hand holding the animal skin trembled slightly. At least it was the skin of a third-level demon beast, and then there was another pain in the flesh, and there was a big hole in the middle of the two animal skins, otherwise with some spiritual materials, you could refine a high-grade spirit armor. Even so, as soon as he flipped his hand, the monster skin still went into his storage bag.

"That's mine, give me back!" Wind Song's vanishing anger rose again. Li Zheng also beat the drum in his heart, how can these nobles who claim to be the Dynasty Academy act more arrogantly and shamelessly than robbers? Chen Jiaoxi sneered twice and said: "How can you have such a thing, to be honest, where did it come from?!" "I forgot, but it's mine!" Feng Ge broke free of Li Zheng and rushed to Chen Jiaoxi and roared, Li Zheng hurriedly ran over, and explained with a smile: "When Feng Ge was rescued from the river, he was wearing animal skins, this, this, it is indeed his." ”

A cold gaze looked at Li Zheng, and he was once again frightened and sat on the ground. "This son is ominous, causing a natural disaster, we will take him away, after that, your village must not mention this matter to anyone, otherwise, the lives of the whole village old and young will not be guaranteed, you go back immediately and convey my will." "If it weren't for the presence of disciples, Chen Jiaoxi would have the idea of slaughtering the village.

After Li Zheng left, Chen Jiaoxi paced slowly, as if he was about to make some kind of determination. Half a moment later, he stopped in front of Feng Ge and said in a cold voice: "Give you another chance, tell all your secrets honestly, and I will spare your life." "I told you, I forgot! If you know, please tell me, I'll give you the leather coat!" Wind Song was in a hurry, almost roaring.

"Hehe, if you want to forget, can you forget? I have a way to remind you. Chen Jiaoxi's words were extremely gloomy, and they were extremely incommensurate with his image of a dignified scribe, and even those scholarly disciples were timid.

The mountain behind Shituoao Pass is a primeval forest that I don't know how wide. Feng Ge struggled to resist, but was knocked unconscious by Chen Jiaoxi and taken to the mountains. Chen Jiaoxi found a dry beast cave, threw Feng Ge inside, and then instructed the scholar disciples to guard the periphery and set up a rudimentary protective circle at the entrance of the cave. He wants to do something unspeakable, searching for the soul of Fengge.

Soul searching is a profound and inhumane spell in the cultivation realm, and the soul searcher can be said to be in pain, and in the end, he will become an idiot at least and die at worst. For mortal soul searching, the foundation building period can barely be done. Chen Jiaoxi is very scheming, this kind of soul searching must not be known to outsiders, otherwise it will be light to lose his reputation, and if Hanmo Lou knows about it, he will be executed. But he couldn't stop the desire in his heart, and he decided that this kid was his chance creation.

As if to verify his thoughts, when Chen Jiaoxi grabbed Feng Ge, he suddenly found that there was a storage bag tied to his waist. God has opened his eyes! Chen is nearly 200 years old, but he has stopped at the middle stage of foundation building, and he has no more progress, and the opportunity has fallen from the sky, how can he not take it! Chen Jiaoxi was ecstatic in his heart.

Chen Jiaoxi didn't care about the storage bag first, but sat down to breathe and calm down. He secretly learned the soul searching technique, but he never used it once, so he practiced the spell a few times first, and this time, there was room for error. In less than half an hour, he opened his eyes suddenly, connected his fingers in the air, sealed Feng Ge's heart and a few treasures, and then took Feng Ge in front of him and put it in a sitting position, pinched the magic trick, shouted, and his right hand was slammed on the top of Feng Ge's head, the blood flashed in his eyes, and his expression was extremely cruel.

A person like Chen Jiaoxi, who cultivates like him, searches for other people's souls, and can be regarded as desperate for his life, and his divine consciousness enters the other party's spiritual platform and searches for his memory, and if he is not careful, his own divine consciousness will also be damaged. But in the face of great temptation, this little risk is worth taking.

After more than a dozen breaths, Chen Jiaoxi's divine consciousness successfully invaded Fengge's sea of consciousness, but what surprised him was that the other party's memory was too little, it was the situation of living in that small mountain village, this was impossible! Mu Ran's divine sense collided with an invisible prohibition, and he was shocked in his heart, his memory was sealed! This made him even more excited, breaking the prohibition, there was a great secret inside.

Chen Jiaoxi's divine sense continued to impact the prohibition in the sea of other people's consciousness, and he faintly felt that there was a loosening. At this moment, the prohibition suddenly cracked a crack, and a galaxy rolled out, and his divine consciousness was instantly swallowed up by the galaxy and turned into nothing. Knowing that he was hit hard, he didn't let out a scream, and then felt the person in his hand suddenly turn around, and then punched him, and the huge force that he couldn't bear made him fly upside down against the cave wall, and the earth-shattering screams resounded through the cave.

Chen Jiaoxi looked down with difficulty, his chest had been pierced and completely rotten, and the kid who was searched for souls was standing there coldly, and the punch he made had not been withdrawn, and it was full of flesh and blood. How could this be? He thought bitterly, and then his consciousness darkened, and his body died.