"Xiaohua once received the true biography of Februaryhong, this kid of the Xie family, but there is no chance of Xiaohua, but it is difficult for the people of the Qi family, in the end, this plan is still mine, and now how many things have deviated from my original intention, so what is more terrible than ghosts and gods is the human heart, but now the ghosts and gods have human hearts, in the final analysis, it is not my single-handedly promoted. That's why I wanted to end this fate, but Wu Xie's original idea was just to end Zhang Qiling's fate, and it was his obsession that I was released. Those old friends, I guess they will never think about it. Wu Xie smiled playfully.

The dark glasses felt a chill behind her.

"How many generations have you passed it on?" Wu Xie asked softly.

"There are so many that I can't remember." Black Glasses said a little wistfully.

"Thank you for your hard work, I've always let you accompany my little brother." Wu Xie Dao.

"He just went to heaven and earth to find you, what is the connection between you?" Dark glasses said.

"It's all about Chen Sesame and rotten millet back then, so there is no need to mention it." Wu Xie Dao.

"The ring is on." Seeing that Wu Xie was unwilling to answer, the black glasses changed the topic.

Zhang Qilin's luck is very good, he and Xie Shura are ranked last, each ring match lasts ten minutes, a total of three, and those who win two games are winn, fair and reasonable, and no one can complain.

Zhang Qilin naturally knew that it was specially arranged by Wu Xie, in order to let him watch other people's ring matches and understand their attack methods, but Zhang Qilin was not in the mood to watch these now.

I don't know if it was because the aura of the ring in the election Zhang Qiling was more abundant or for other reasons, the voice that was originally silent in my head became active.

"This is Zhang Qiling's election competition?" The voice in his head said with interest.

"What do you know?" Zhang Qilin asked.

"I know more than you do, anyway." It said.

"Are you Zhang Qiling!" Zhang Qilin asked straight to the point.

"I'm just a memory of the past, a carrier of memories." It explained.

"And what do you want to tell me?" Zhang Qilin has no doubt that he has a way.

"When the opportunity comes, you'll know. Now none of this will help you, and it will also affect your mind. It said.

"What should I call you?" Zhang Qilin did not forgive.

"Whatever." It replied.

"You haven't spoken before, why are you speaking now?" Zhang Qilin said.

"Wu Xie is not by your side." It replied truthfully.

"Is it Wu Xie who won't let you appear, or are you afraid of Wu Xie, do you know something between you that I don't know, so who am I?" Zhang Qilin asked.

"You are who you are!" He said firmly.

"Am I Zhang Qiling who has lost his memory." Zhang Qilin asked expectantly.

"Whether you are Zhang Qiling or not depends on whether you want to be Zhang Qiling or not, and whether you are ready for everything." It said.

"Welcome what?" Zhang Qilin asked.

"Someone's coming." No matter how Zhang Qilin shouted in his consciousness, it didn't appear.

"On the eve of the war, you can still be so relaxed, what magic weapon did the little Buddha give you? Or is he already colluding with other tribes? Xie Shura walked up to Zhang Qilin and mocked.

"Hello." Zhang Qilin knew the relationship between Xie Yuchen and Wu Xie, and said politely.