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For a long time, he sighed softly.

"Common sense says, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of ash are too extreme, and the caster transfers his life to the recipient, and it is certain that it cannot be solved, but there are three solutions that are not solutions.

1. Becoming an immortal body, this curse loses its effect.

2. This curse is a disease of thoughts, which cannot occur as long as desire, emotion, and thinking ability are erased and the state of selflessness is entered. There was a case where a person who was frozen for a hundred years and was unharmed.

3. Uncle Yiyan is a five-star captain, and the curse duration is equal to ten years; If you are promoted to 6 stars, the curse effect will be weakened, and it will take eight years a year; If you are promoted to seven stars, you will become weaker again, and it will take five years in one year; Eight stars, and then weaker, one year equals three years; Nine stars, one year is equal to one and a half years. If you can cultivate to the strength of the nine stars, the impact will not be great.

Qiu'er knows that there are only three ways. ”

After speaking, his beautiful eyes were like stars, and he looked at the withered old man with pity.

After Yi Yan heard this, if he was struck by lightning, the three were all dead ends, the body of immortality, there was indeed that kind of thing in the legend, it was a strange thing born at the beginning of the formation of the plane, according to which hundreds of millions of years have passed, and it has long been divided. There's no way a mortal can get that kind of thing.

The second is to make him a body without thoughts and emotions, and even his thoughts are gone, what is the difference between him and death.

There is only the possibility of success in the third method, but: "Princess Changshi, let alone six stars, tortured by this curse, the strength of the old slave has fallen instead of rising, and has fallen to four stars." There must be other ways to draw Qiu'er, there must be. Just think about it, think about it again, help me, save me. ”

Miao Qiu was speechless, her expression was sad, and she shook her head slightly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Yiyan." ”

Stunned, "Hahaha." The withered old man laughed maniacally: "Thief God, you want me to die, you want me to die." ”

Miao Qiu was shocked and stopped: "Uncle Yiyan said carefully, there are gods in the sky, and it is not good to be heard." ”

yelled: "I don't care, I don't care." You want me to die, but I won't. I want to live, I want to live. The withered old man's eyes widened, and he pointed his fingers at the sky and jumped up.

Suddenly, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Miaoqiu, stretched out his withered right hand, and shouted, "Bring it." ”

Miao Qiu was so frightened that she took two steps back: "Uncle Yiyan, what are you talking about?" ”

"Painting Qiu'er, I only have one way to go now. Give me that thing, only it can help me improve my strength quickly. ”

"Uncle Yiyan, Qiu'er doesn't understand what you're talking about? It's too dangerous here, so you might as well go back. Miao Qiu turned around and left, leaving here quickly.

"Stop." The old man's figure swished, stopped Miaoqiu, and said hoarsely: "The secret method of inheritance of the Yixi clan: Kongwen Suoling, hand it over." ”

Miaoqiu stepped back again and said calmly, "Uncle Yiyan, you have gone too far. The spirit of Kongwen Suoling has been passed down by the lords of the past dynasties, how can Qiu'er have it. You can also see that Qiu'er has not cultivated at all. "Another thing is that if I cultivate, you won't have the strength to threaten me.

"Hahaha, Hua Qiu'er, you can fool anyone, you can't fool me. All the lineages of the Yixi clan are recorded in the Changshi Palace, including the Kongwen Suoling. Princess Changshi is in charge of this palace, and in case of special circumstances, to prevent the inheritance from being severed. ”

Miao Qiu smiled slightly after hearing this, and was calm: "Uncle Yiyan, where did you hear the secrets of wild history, these are not credible. The Changshi Hall is a Chinese culture museum, a place to repair documents, and princes and princes can enter it to study, and it is not so mysterious. ”

The old man sneered: "This is not a secret story of wild history, but dug out of your father's head." Uncle Oni read your father's memories and made a memory card. ”

Miao Qiu hung her eyes, then hid her face and wailed, and knelt down in despair: "Father." ”

"Draw Qiu'er, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me." The old man stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Miao Qiu had adjusted her emotions, wiped away her tears and stood up: "The curse of Acacia Ash is too vicious, although it is a secret method of the Yixi clan, it is forbidden to teach it in the clan. As far as Qiu'er knows, there are only three people in the world who know this method. My father, my second brother, and my seventh uncle. With the strength of the curse on Uncle Yiyan's body, it is not difficult to speculate that the caster is a seven-star powerhouse. Among the three, only my father is a seven-star strength. She took a long breath, her chest heaving, "Such a big misunderstanding, how can Uncle Yiyan explain it to Qiu'er." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then calmly, Princess Changshi is smart, since she has been discovered, she can't hide it, and her shortcomings are affectionate: "Yes, my uncle has indeed done a lot of bad things, but it is all a last resort." Your father doesn't understand me, and you are the most well-behaved in Qiu'er, so you must be able to understand me and forgive me, right? There are only two people left in the Yixi clan, and if you don't give it to me, who can you give it to. ”

Miao Qiu's expression became colder and colder, containing eternal exhaustion and great sorrow: "Uncle Yiyan may not be a member of my clan, as you said, the last person my father contacted before he died was a ghost uncle who extracted memories, and the lovesick curse needs to be in contact with each other to be cast, and the father and king died at the last moment, and the curse should fall on the ghost uncle." Qiu'er had never heard that Uncle Yiyan had the ability to extract other people's memories, and he had been lurking for fifteen years, which was really well-intentioned. ”

The old man still has to speak.

Miao Qiu said: "Uncle Yiyan's strength has regressed, not because of a curse, but because he was severely injured by a dying blow, and his injuries cannot be recovered; Extracting my father's memory is only one-third at most, otherwise there is no need to go to great lengths to find me. At the same time, the ghost uncle lost the ability to extract memories, otherwise he wouldn't have talked so nonsense with Qiu'er, because he knew very well that even if the thing was in Qiu'er's hands, he would not hand it over. It's better to use the most direct method. What should I call you, Uncle Yiyan? Ghost uncle? I'll call you Uncle Ghost, this should be your real name. ”

The withered old man completely tore his face: "Hahaha, Yixi Painting Autumn, you have to hand it over today, and you have to pay it if you don't pay it, don't forget, your daughter is still in my hands." ”

Miao Qiu sneered, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with despair and indifference, which made people feel cold: "Are there still few dead children of my Yixi clan?" What's the fear of one or two more? ”

The withered old man jumped over the wall in a hurry: "If you don't hand it over, I will send you to the Beishan tribe." King Beishan knew that the long-lived princess Yixi Huaqiu was still alive, and he must be very happy. Help me treat my injuries, and it is not impossible to improve my strength to six stars. Then I will have more than ten years of life, don't force me to draw Qiu'er, uncle really can't bear to hurt you. ”

"Uncle Ghost, Yixi Huaqiu has never seen such a shameless person as you, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you are so self-conscious."

The old man sneered condescendingly: "At this time, what's the point of saying these words. ”

Behind him, a clear and vibrant voice sounded: "What she means, your time of death has arrived." (To be continued.) )