Chapter 418: Selective Amnesia
The move was already halfway through, and Er Kun went around behind this fake Lu Yuanjun early, and when he saw that it was a nirvana, Wang Xu didn't know when he woke up, and he hurriedly spoke.
Wang Xu has recovered, then we have no fear, each of us suddenly retreated behind Wang Xu, although he can't be completely our captain, but strength is the right to speak, in such a dark situation, listen to him is always right.
"Haha!" The fake Lu Yuanjun swayed and stood firmly, and his fierce eyes dared to show provocation: "Wang Xu, kill, why do you want to stop?!" That's right, Lu Yuanjun was arrested by me, maybe dead, who knows? Revenge, come! β
I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, proud as the old Taoist Wang Xu, and I had to suppress the fire at this time: "Let's make it clear, you actually know the life experience of the Taoist master?" Okay, I'll give you a chance, make it clear, I'll spare you from dying! β
"Really? Then I have to be thankful for Dade No! The fake Lu Yuanjun became more and more fearless: "Wang Xu, Wang Xu, it's really pitiful and lamentable, I miss you as a strong man, but I don't even know who I am, my background is unknown, where I came from is even more unknown, sad, you are really sad!" β
Wang Xu is restrained everywhere, I naturally can't sit idly by, and step forward, the magic test guards the way and flies between the neck of the fake Lu Yuanjun: "This makes you superior?" How good are you? It's not like I'm a prisoner! I won't hide it from you, my two flying knives can devour souls, and besides, hehe! β
As he spoke, I wiped it from the Qiankun bag, and then took out two talismans, and did not trigger it, but pressed it directly on the top of the head of this fake Lu Yuanjun: "Feel it well, I really want to see a lord-level ghost like you, whose soul can burn for a few minutes!" β
This guy who is not yet immortal turned pale in an instant, these two talismans are of course ghost slaying talismans, although there are some things not enough to see here, but if the magic test destroys the ghost body defense, this talisman can still ignite his soul, maybe it is not afraid of death, it doesn't matter, I don't believe that he is not afraid of burning.
Finally, "Lu Yuanjun" roared inwardly: "Wang Xu, look at your followers, are you sure you want to do this to me?" King Nanhui, you won't forget! β
What the? We were all surprised together, this "Lu Yuanjun" actually knew a lot of things!
Wang Xu stepped in front of him in one step, stretched out his hand and stuck the neck of "Lu Yuanjun": "Boy, you are playing with fire!" Everyone has a bottom line, and you better understand what you're doing now? I'll give you a chance to count to three! Oneβ"
"I say, I say!" The fake Lu Yuanjun also inherited Lu Yuanjun's original style, and he didn't wait for further questioning, and immediately coaxed down, but his mouth was still stiff: "Wang Xu, I just tested you, and sure enough, all the flowers and fruits on the other side of the Shura are all disguises, and you still came to find Nanhui, right?" β
"Smack-", a loud slap fell, but Wang Xu retracted his strength this time, and did not completely mean to knock him out, and at the same time, his tone was cold: "Nan Hui is also your name?" Dog, challenge my patience again, I'll ruin you! β
The fake Lu Yuanjun was originally very frightened in his eyes, but suddenly his body twitched, and when he opened his eyes again, it was the same as a different person, and his expression was very different: "Wang Xu, coercion and temptation, this is not your style!" β
"I don't have style!" Although Wang Xu said this, he still let go of the hand stuck in his throat: "I just want to get what I want, and the others have nothing to do with me!" As for who you are, and how you will sacrifice, that's your business. I'm not interested in participating! β
"Oh? Is it? The fake Lu Yuanjun laughed: "You don't even know who I am, where does the sacrifice start?" Besides, why should I fulfill you, just go and get whatever you want! β
After a pause, the voice completely ignored Wang Xu's red eyes, and continued to speak: "I only heard about Wang Xu's story before, but I didn't expect it to be true!"
can remember King Nanhui, can be familiar with the nine layers of the Netherworld, and can even know the secret realm formation, but he doesn't even know who he is! This is too weird, isn't it, selective amnesia? β
There is always a feeling that this fake Lu Yuanjun seems to have a second soul attached to him, because both in terms of tone and content, it is different from before.
Wang Xu didn't seem to hear this, the whole person kept repeating the sentence "selective amnesia", the more and more, and then he held his head again, squatting down in pain, and the whole person was really wailing!
How so? None of us thought that this seemingly powerful and invincible Wang Xu Lao Dao would lose in an inexplicable and wonderful sentence, but we can't let the situation develop further.
The flying knife swirled and rolled, one black and one white were accumulating strength again, and when they were about to strangle, Wang Xu suddenly made a move, like a lion awakening, and slapped Lu Yuanjun in the face who was still laughing, and all the sounds stopped abruptly.
A cloud of black gas, like a person's soul being beaten, opened his teeth and claws and let out a kind of anger: "Wang Xu, you dare to make a move on me, I don't want to know the mystery of your life experience!" β
"Yes! Absolutely! Wang Xu's expression calmed down a lot: "But I suddenly hate your voice, and now even if you want to tell me, I won't listen!" β
Wang Xu kicked the ground with the soles of his feet and made a rhythm, as if he was counting the steps, and suddenly: "When the time comes, you can die!" β
The black gas barely struggled at all, as if it had been erased off with a blackboard, and the pieces disappeared one by one, leaving no trace.
What is more surprising is that Lu Yuanjun's body lying on the ground has not changed, and it seems that he has been released from the possessed state.
I hesitated to reach out to help him, but Wang Xu stretched out his arm to stop me: "This is not Lu Yuanjun, it is just a skin made of a terrible ghost, I don't believe you can use a flying knife to stab it!" β
I saw the instigation in Wang Xu's eyes, but I still chose to believe it, and with a finger to the next hook, the magic test was like a night elf, directly poured into Lu Yuanjun's stomach on the ground, just in case, or avoided the heart point.
Without any obstruction, just like popping a balloon, the lying figure of "Lu Yuanjun" was accompanied by the black qi exhaled, and then changed greatly, the heroic appearance of the past no longer existed, and the whole shrank by nearly half.
At the same time, even the temperament on his body changed dramatically, and the strength of the lord level plummeted, getting weaker and weaker, until he became the most ordinary ghost, and he also opened his eyes again!
What's the confusion in those eyes?
Not only the ghost that "Lu Yuanjun" turned into, the eyes of all of us are even more confused, can a ghost turn us around? Say where to put your face!