The tone and attitude of her words made several people present secretly surprised. Especially the painting Allure.

How did Qiao Sanniang in the past love Luo Fan, but she could see it clearly during the days of the Demon Slaying Sect, Qiao Sanniang would talk to Luo Fan in such a tone once upon a time?

fell in love with a man who he would never be able to climb, and Qiao Sanniang was almost humble to the dust. She treats him wholeheartedly, she treats him cautiously like walking on thin ice, it can be said that as long as Luo Fan has a word, she can dig out his heart and lungs for him, and only wish that he could cast a loving look at her before the end of her life.

Luo Fan understood her thoughts, but he had his own loves, so he neither accepted nor trampled on her, but always treated her like a girl.

But a woman, who would be willing to be treated as a sister by the man she loves?

Hua Chengcheng knows that Qiao Sanniang has changed, she has forgotten all the people, and she has also forgotten the humble self in the past. Now Qiao Sanniang has a mana that even she and Cang Wunian are afraid of right now, and she is no longer the mortal who needs them to sigh and regret.

At the beginning, Hua Allure has been thinking about how to make Qiao Sanniang recover her memory and let the former Sister Qiao return to her side again.

But at this moment, seeing her standing in front of Luo Fan with her back straight, that attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant, that calm and calm face, Hua Chengcheng suddenly felt that this scene was a little weird and harmonious.

Even if she had forgotten the whole world, she still had the shadow of Luo Fan in her heart, and it might not be long before she fell in love with Luo Fan again. But this time, it was no longer the mortal Qiao Sanniang who fell in love with Luo Fan, but a brand new Qiao Sanniang.

This time, they were equal from the beginning - they were not ordinary people anymore, and they could be partners in helping each other. This time, Qiao Sanniang no longer has to love Luo Fan so humbly because of her mortal status, maybe such Qiao Sanniang really has a chance to impress Luo Fan's heart.

"Sanniang, you have changed. After a long time, Luo Fan just spit out these five words lightly. I can't see joy or sorrow.

Qiao Sanniang sighed helplessly, "I said, I don't remember what the past me was like, I can accept a past without memory very calmly, why can't you calmly accept a new me? At least I can be your help now, and I won't be a burden to you like I used to. ”

"Sister Qiao's words make sense, since she can't remember anything, why do we have to force her? I think Sister Qiao is very good now, she is with us now, she can really fulfill her dream of being a chivalrous woman!"

Luo Fan's eyes condensed slightly, after all, she didn't insist on anything, she no longer remembered him, no longer loved him, and didn't live in the pain of asking for nothing, it was his wish.

In the end, he just whispered, "I hope you haven't forgotten the dream of fighting the world with swords and doing chivalry." ”

"Okay, tonight, let's re-acquaint myself with Sanniang as Luo Fan's senior. What we should be more concerned about now should be the problem of Ziqingke. Qing Ci's words pulled everyone's thoughts back.

"I think I've found some of the key points. Even if it's not exactly the same, I'm afraid it's not far from ten. Ji Zi'an's face was serious, and he said lightly.

"You said before that Zi Qingke's technique is a little familiar, what kind of familiar method is it?" asked Cang Wunian in a deep voice.

"Luo Fan's predecessors said earlier that not long after they entered the Changyue Kingdom, the villages and towns they passed through began to die one after another, and those people had fallen into a coma before they died, at least for a few months, and at most for more than ten years. I think maybe somewhere we don't know, there may be people who have been in a coma for a longer time. You were ambushed by Wen Xun tonight, and he was surrounded by many strange black shadows, and you all agreed that those black shadows were resentful spirits.

"So we can make a bold guess that the resentful souls you encounter tonight are refined from the souls of those dead people, and this refining method is quite cruel, so when those people die, they will all look hideous. Ji Zi'an said slowly.

"If you say that, it's really possible. Tonight, when I suppressed Wen Xun and the black mist in my mana, I felt a powerful and evil resentment, and I wanted to activate the Afterlife Curse at that time, but I was really powerless. If it weren't for the timely arrival of Senior Luofan, we would have really watched that guy run away. Qing Ci nodded and said.

"Why, what do you mean, you seem to have met a resentful spirit?" Luo Fan asked with some curiosity.

Hua Chengcheng looked at Qiao Sanniang, and then said: "It was on the desert island where we met Sister Qiao, we have encountered a lot of resentful spirits. It's just that the resentful spirits on that island are far less powerful than the ones they met tonight. ”

As he spoke, Hua Chengcheng briefly told Luo Fan how they landed on the desert island, how they met Qiao Sanniang, and how they fought with those resentful spirits.

When mentioning the resentful soul with Gu Yifan's appearance, Luo Fan's face changed significantly, and he muttered in disbelief: "You mean to say that half of that child's soul was actually devoured by the Soul Eater Beast?"

"Well, the resentful souls on that entire desert island are the result of the accumulated souls in the body of the dead soul eater that have not yet had time to digest. Hua Chengcheng nodded and said.

Luo Fan shook his head, "That's it, you can talk to me about these things alone later." Ji Gongzi, do you think Zi Qingke's methods are familiar, do you think he is a soul devouring beast?"

Ji Zi'an shook his head when he heard this, "No, I don't know why, I always feel that he shouldn't have simply and rudely withdrawn his soul from his human body." Including the aunt of the girl in the city who is in a coma and can't wake up, I feel ...... This technique is somewhat like a kind of Gu magic of our witch clan. ”

"Gu art, these two don't seem to be related, right?" Qing Ci was a little puzzled, could it be that the Wu Clan also had this kind of cruel method of draining people's souls and refining their souls?

"I'm not talking about the soul being removed from the body, I'm talking about the experience of those people who are in a coma. We witches have a secret technique called 'phantom dreams', and the caster can control the mind of the person being cast the spell and let the other person see what he dreams of. As long as the caster's level is high enough, all the Gu Practitioner's experiences in the illusion will seem to be real, and they will not realize that they have fallen into a dream at all. Ji Zi'an explained.

"I understand, if this is the case, then these people who have fallen into a coma, including my aunt, are likely to have walked into a dream similar to a 'phantom dream', and their consciousness is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves, so no matter how people outside call them, they can't wake up."

"But...... Luo Fan's predecessors also said that those people were in pain before they died, maybe ...... Perhaps they experienced something very painful in their dreams, and finally had to compromise, sacrifice their souls, and then die in Huangquan. If that's the case, then Aunt She'......"

"In any case, tomorrow we must capture that Ziqingke alive, both public and private, such evil guys should not continue to cause trouble to the world. Luo Fan sighed deeply, a touch of determination crossed his eyes.

......

In the center of the lake, painted boats on boats.

All traces of the fight were erased by Luo Fan when Cang Wunian and his party left.

At this moment, a tall man wearing a beige middle coat, a black fox fur, and a variety of silver ornaments on his head suddenly appeared on the painting boat - this person was the great teacher of Changyue Kingdom, Zi Qingke.

"It's so quiet, could it be that I made a mistake?" Zi Qingke scanned the entire painting boat, and found no sign that anyone had arrived.

Then he dodged into the pavilion where Aunt Hui had been placed before, and saw a woman in Tsing Yi lying quietly on the carved bed.

A gust of cold wind blew, lifting the pale red veil that shrouded the entire bed, and the woman's graceful body and beautiful face appeared in front of Zi Qingke's eyes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, there was really a bunch of pus around you, and it was too much of an interest in this seat. But don't worry, this seat will not let you die with regrets like this, a woman will die without experiencing the bliss of the world, and God will not be able to see it. The corners of Zi Qingke's mouth hooked up with a lewd smile.

After he said these words to himself, he walked to the side of the bed and carried Aunt Hui on his shoulder, and then he waved his hand violently, and the next moment he and the figure of "Aunt Hui" appeared in his national teacher's mansion.

If Hua Chengcheng and others saw the scene in the National Teacher's Mansion at this moment, they would definitely be ashamed and angry, and they would never forget it.

The national teacher carried the unconscious "Huigu" to stand at the door of a spacious hall, there were not too many furnishings in the hall, only a strip of soft tulle hanging down from the top beam, more than a dozen low couches in the hall were placed in all corners of the hall, and the ground of the hall was also covered with soft animal skins.

Wisps of disturbing fragrance are accompanied by bursts of lewdness

Utter murmurs and gasps continued to come from the temple.

On the low couch and on the animal skin, dozens of men and women are constantly intermingling, changing objects from time to time, and taking the affairs of men and women to the extreme in various unsightly postures.

Look closely, those women are coquettish in their mouths

groaned, but all of them had painful expressions and empty eyes. Their minds seem to be long gone, and their bodies are just instinctively catering to the aggression of every man.