The world is calm, but the frenzied spatial turbulence is raging on the earth, and the gap that was once blocked by Wu Feng is now also rushing into the turbulence of its own space.

The spatial barrier no longer repairs itself, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

"Whew!"

In the cold ice coffin, Xiao Ling'er's heart rose and fell suddenly, and she jumped up and hit the lid of the cold ice coffin.

The dragon hunting instructor reached out and grabbed the lid of the flying coffin, and Qin Huai hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Ling'er." ”

Xiao Ling'er turned her head, and her consciousness didn't seem to have eased up.

The mad knife voice was hoarse, the chains around them had disappeared, they knew what had happened, especially the big movement just now, it was hard to know. "Girl, it's your turn to do something. ”

Xiao Ling'er finally came back to her senses, and at this moment the sky collapsed, and the world fell into a great crisis.

"What about the little madman?

Xiao Ling'er jumped up and shouted, "Where is he?"

Everyone is silent, so there shouldn't be any need to guess, right?

Xiao Ling'er's face turned pale, and she shouted: "Say, say!"

Qin Huai choked and lowered his head, "Master, he ......"

It was really hard for him to say, he had survived several times in death, and it seemed that death had always been by Wu Feng's side and had never left.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling'er quickly turned her head, and in the darkness, a corpse and a drop of blood rushed back and landed in front of the mad knife.

The remaining wisp of breath is all telling everyone.

Wu Feng left, leaving behind this pair of bones.

Xiao Ling'er opened her mouth, and finally couldn't hold back her crying, the cold bones made people want to touch it, but they couldn't do it.

The gates of hell appeared out of thin air, and the trickster walked out with a cold expression, and the yellow sand flew out from the mad knife, and the moment it turned into ashes, it fused with the drop of blood in the heart.

The Trickster stretched out his hand, and the bones flew up, beginning to twist and deform.

"What are you doing?!"

Xiao Ling'er shouted loudly, and the power of space surged, turning into a spatial blade and slashing at the trickster.

The Trickster's gaze swept over Xiao Ling'er, and the moment the power of space reached the moment in front of him, it all dissipated. "I'm just doing what he wants to do, that's all. ”

"When he leaves this world, there are some deals that he can't count. ”

Therefore, this Jiufei can indeed be resurrected, which is reasonable. ”

The trickster's cold words can be regarded as an explanation to everyone.

Xiao Ling'er staggered back, holding the cold ice coffin and standing there with difficulty, this answer was light and light, but it was so unacceptable.

Wu Feng's drop of blood in his heart was overflowing, enveloping the entire corpse.

The breath of the soul was being released, and the moment the blood in the heart turned into a cloud of blood mist that enveloped the bones, the white bones had begun to appear vein lines, and the muscles began to appear.

This is called flesh and bones!

Everyone looked sad, they didn't want the trickster to move Wu Feng's bones, but it was Jiufei who wanted to live, and with the help of Wu Feng's blood, the bones were reborn.

The Trickster raised his hand and pressed it on the bones, and the power surged, and the body recovered at an alarming rate, the internal organs began to form, the blood began to flow, and everything was going on.

After a while, the Trickster withdrew his hand, and Wu Feng's bones had completely turned into the appearance of a dog, and his hair was dark and thick.

"Boom!"

When the first heartbeat sounded, everyone knew that Brother Dog was back.

"It's going to take a while for him to wake up. ”

A strange texture appeared on the right hand of the Trickster, and it was a mark, a reincarnation mark......

The Trickster's gaze swept over the crowd, could he do that?

Even if you can restrict them and erase their memories, then ......

The world is so big, how many memories will be changed?

The faces of the kings changed suddenly, and they felt that the treacherous ones were going to do something against them, not to kill them, but to change everything.

Qin Huai's expression changed drastically, and he thought of too many things.

This time when the master returned, he didn't talk much about other things, but only talked about memory, and Wu Feng didn't do this thing, so ......

Qin Huai shouted: "Senior, are you trying to erase our memories?"

The trickster frowned, his raised hand did not let go, there was one more thing in his heart.

It's easy to change the memory of ten people, a hundred people, and it can also create a story that doesn't exist, a person who doesn't exist.

But how many billions of living beings in this world?

Crazy Knife said in a deep voice: "Senior, is this really the case?"

The trickster is silent, as long as he changes his memory, what is the awakening at this moment? Anyway, he will not remember anything at that time.

Qin Huai shouted: "I'd rather die!"

The trickster was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Qin Huai, he saw that the latter's chest had already gathered his mental strength, and he wanted to kill himself!

Even if he could manipulate Qin Huai's body at will, it would be difficult for him to kill himself in front of him.

But this determination ......

"Bad memories, just pain. ”

The trickster said indifferently, "Since you are already vigilant, I might as well tell you that this is what Wu Feng meant." ”

"He wants you to forget about him, including Luo Xian'er who is lying there. ”

Xiao Ling'er wiped her tears, "Does it include me?"

"Yes, including any of you. It was his will, and we all agreed to it. ”

Xiao Ling'er raised her face and shouted sadly: "Then do you think this is right? Remembering things and forgetting things, isn't it our own right? As a senior and master, are you ignorant of us like this? Do you play with our memories?"

The Trickster raised his hand, and the light enveloped the entire Optimus Cliff.

"I swear by my life, if I forget Wu Feng's name, I will die in an instant!"

In the light, Xiao Ling'er's cold voice sounded.

The treacherous man's right hand paused, and the light dissipated, and he sighed and shook his head, "Why bother?"

Xiao Ling'er shouted coldly: "This is my right! He can go as crisply, but forget or not, that's my business." He can't call the shots, and you can't call the shots. ”

Her heart swelled with blood, "I swear by my heart's work, you can do yours." ”

"But I agreed. ”

The deceitful person is indifferent, "The cause and effect have been accomplished." ”

The dragon hunting instructor said in a deep voice: "This matter involves us, and we don't want to do it, unless our seniors kill us directly." ”

The Trickster sighed, "You don't understand his mind at all. To forget him is to put an end to all the past. What unfolds is a bright future and a life of hope. ”

Zhao Mo sneered: "Then the most simple way is to kill all of us, death is the best way to forget everything." ”

Qin Huai gritted his teeth and said, "It's not fair to us, it's not fair!"

The War King straightened up, "We know we can't beat you, so if you want to kill you, let's do whatever you want." ”

"Foolish. ”

The Trickster's face sank, and the terrifying power raged, turning into a giant hand that appeared in the sky above the Optimus Cliff, falling with a bang, shaking the entire Optimus Cliff to the ground.

The faces of the people were ugly, but they closed their eyes and waited for death to come.

"It's ridiculous. ”

The giant hand was eliminated, and the treacherous was helpless, "You, you, let me say something." ”

Crazy Knife said loudly: "This is our choice, you can look down on our strength, but you can't disrespect our choice." ”

"Cause and effect have been done, and something has to be done eventually. ”

The Trickster stopped in front of the Ice Coffin, "Then choose her." ”

Qin Huai shouted in a panic: "Senior, she's just ......"

"She'll live. ”

The trickster said casually, and his right hand lightly tapped on Luo Xian'er's eyebrows, and the reincarnation mark blended into it. "You have your ideas, and I have what I have to do. ”

"Not to mention ......"

The trickster turned around, "Forget Wu Feng, there is only good and no harm for Luo Xian'er." She deserves a better life, a life better than anyone else's. You should all understand the specifics. She is exhausted, too bitter, forgetting is happiness and relief. ”

Everyone was at a loss for a while, but was this fair to Luo Xian'er?

Shouldn't it be her own choice?

But she was unconscious, and lay there as if she were asleep.

The trickster beckoned to take the lid of the coffin and slowly put it down, and the consciousness belonging to Luo Xian'er had already appeared in his hand.

Consciousness is like a white bead, but at this moment it is tattered and difficult to heal.

Qin Huai hesitated: "Senior, my master is ......."

"He won't show up again. ”

The Trickster took Luo Xian'er's consciousness, "I don't know how to explain the existence of life to you, you think he is still alive, then he is still alive." You think he's dead, he's dead, it's that simple, there's no conclusive answer. ”

Qin Huai was puzzled, but there was surprise in his eyes, "What does the senior mean is that my master is actually still alive?"

Hearing this, everyone looked over, and they wanted the answer.

However......

The Trickster looked indifferent, "I didn't say that, it's just that you understand it that way." ”

Xiao Ling'er lowered her head, her silver teeth biting her red lips, "So ......"

"Dead, sometimes it's really a good answer. ”

"He will never reappear again, and I will not find any trace of him anywhere, even me." Do you understand the answer?"

The meaning of life is different, which also makes it difficult for the deceitful to understand the problem in concrete terms.

For ordinary people, physical death is death.

But for the strong, the soul is not dead, that is, it is still alive.

And for them, the immortality of consciousness means to live, and the extinguishment of consciousness is to die, the real death.

"Hey, I suddenly feel like I'm getting complicated. ”

The Trickster shook his head and sighed, "I can't judge everything from your point of view, I'm sorry. ”

Silence, deathly silence.

The eyes of the mad knife and the others were gloomy, and they understood.

Death, the soul will go to hell, and this means that Wu Feng will not go to hell, is that real death?

The Trickster turned away, "Little girl, it's time for you to do your thing." That's where your job is, the power of the world needs you to mobilize, and that's the real reason why he's desperate to keep you, please don't let him down. ”