Chapter 394: If you have more water in your system's head, you can surf
When netizens were glad that Ulla was still alive.
It was getting dark.
Coincidentally, today is the night of the full moon, and it is also the night when Ulla has completely disappeared.
Ulla knew that something was wrong with him, he had no pulse and no heartbeat, like a living dead.
His eyes glazed over.
Look at your friend who is slumped on the ground.
Ulla struggled to pull out a smile: "Yaroslav, go to hell with me." โ
Yaroslav subconsciously shook his head: "No......"
It's a pity that humanity is no match for Ulla at this time, and Yaroslav's refusal was useless.
Those present only saw Yaroslav's head crushed by Ulla's hand, and in an instant, the head was torn apart like a watermelon and shattered into a blood-red starry sky.
Warm blood dripped down the snow, scorching honeycomb hole after hole.
Strange muffled explosions were heard.
The netizens in the live broadcast room don't know why.
[What blew up?] ใ
[Blind guess...... Can't guess. ใ
[Does Jiu Ye know? ใ
[What are you kidding, the phone camera is upside down, who can see what is happening at the scene?] ใ
Yan Jiu was still staying in her live broadcast room, and when she suddenly saw this comment, she smiled: "It's not a big deal, Yaroslav's head was just squeezed by Ula." โ
As soon as this remark came out.
The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly went blank.
Countless exclamation points followed.
ใ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ๏ผ ใ
[Isn't this a big deal?] ใ
[That's it?] ใ
[Redefine the "only" in Jiuye's dictionary.] ใ
[I only know that Maozi treats bears as pets, and even human heads can be easily removed... ใ
[Recall that Ula's strange strength is as big as an ox, and suddenly it is easy to understand.] ใ
[Nope! I don't understand! ใ
[Why are you guessing the unreasonableness of the Maozi, why don't you think what Jiu Ye said is unreasonable? ] ใ
[Stupid, when are you still questioning Jiuye, dragged out, and beheaded. ] ใ
Yan Jiu turned off the live broadcast, she put down her phone, left a message for everyone in the funeral home and walked out.
System: [Is the host going to country E?] ใ
Yan Jiu didn't want to go either, she wanted to use the pass to open the way to the underworld.
But the demonic aura appeared.
Although this demonic energy is not as rampant and dangerous as darkness, it is also a bad product that can affect people's minds.
Ulla is a good example.
However, not all people affected by demonic energy will be as rational as Ula.
There must be a reason why demons spread demonic energy, and if people become walking dead without a soul after death, then the world will only be in chaos, and she must go and see it.
At this moment, Yan Jiu didn't expect Leviathan to find the treasure weapon, and was waiting for her to appear, using the treasure weapon to restrain her......
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The wind and snow are raging under the bitter wind, and the whole world is bound to be enveloped in heavy snow.
Leviathan stood in a snowy field.
A pair of sour eyes rolled on his shoulders.
"Rashly confronting Yan Jiu will not have a good result, she should be able to catch our breath in advance, so as to make preparations, so that the Rosrocross Festival will be defeated."
"Why did I change my mind?"
"Because she may not make a move for the people of country E, but if she attracts her with demonic energy, she will definitely come."
"The Sunlight Wheel will make Yan Jiu lose her memory, take this opportunity to let her be used by us, and when the Sunlight Wheel loses its power, her expression after recovering her memory must be wonderful."
Leviathan is still in a suit.
He held his top hat in the palm of his hand, and his low voice mixed with the dance of the wind and snow, the sound was like a piece of rubble that had survived the disaster and cut through the cloth, which was extremely ugly.
Leviathan's right hand lifted slightly, and the moon-like wheel of sunlight swirled between his hands.
"She came to country E, there are only two ways."
"I can't do anything on the way, but I can finish there, we will wait for her here, wait for her to come to this snowy land."
"Yan Jiu, who has lost his memory, heh."
Contemptuous laughter continued, and Leviathan was sure that Yan Jiu, who had lost his memory, would be of use to him.
He raised his hand.
In an instant.
The daylight wheel swept out and disappeared into the sky.
Soon after.
Yan Jiu's figure appeared in the white snowy scene, and she did not step on a row of footprints in the snow.
Suddenly.
Yan Jiu looked at the sky, and the curved wheel that flew out from the full moon swept straight towards her.
Seeing this, Yan Jiu suddenly guessed that the demonic qi was a trap that led her over, and she raised her hand to block the bending wheel.
The Sunlight Wheel didn't mean to hurt Yan Jiu, it just passed through her, making her feel the power of the treasure.
Yan Jiu's deeply buried memories slid by like a rush of traffic, unable to hold like fine sand, and at the moment of gradually losing his memory, Yan Jiu understood the role of the sun wheel.
It is the killer feature of the Heavenly Dao.
The Nine Treasures are not a gift from Heaven and Earth to human beings, they are the nemesis of the Nine Great Magic Weapons.
It can also be said to be Yan Jiu's nemesis.
Both Wu Jiu and Tiandao both knew that in this game, Wu Jiu won eighty percent, and the remaining two percent were Heavenly Dao's retreat.
Yan Jiu wasn't sure what the benefits of her loss of memory would be for Heavenly Dao, but it must be useful.
Through the Creation Bead, Yan Jiu knew that Wu Jiu had left a memory with Guan Zi'an, which showed that memory was very important and the key to breaking the game. If it was in the past, Yan Jiu would definitely get back the memories of his previous life as soon as possible.
However, Yan Jiu did not this time.
Her instincts told her she couldn't get her memories back, at least not yet.
Now it seems.
Her instincts were right.
The Sunlight Wheel exists to erase her memories, to be precise, to erase the memories of Wu Jiu's previous life.
Why?
How crucial is that memory, so that Tiandao does not hesitate to lose eighty percent, but also erases that memory.
System: [What's wrong!] What's wrong!? ใ
Yan Jiu's brain went blank.
Doubts swept over my mind.
Raise your eyes again.
Yan Jiu's gaze fell to the side, and his tone was alienated: "What are you?" โ
Between words.
The power of the soul fell on the system panel that appeared in front of her eyes, and it had the meaning of destroying it without saying a word.
The icy aura spread from Yan Jiu's body, and the creatures hiding under the snow fled one after another.
This moment.
Time seems to have stopped breathing.
The system panicked, it had no idea what was going on, and it only had an explanation.
Yan Jiu was still unmoved.
The system guessed that Yan Jiu might have lost his memory, and it was busy telling Yan Jiu word for word about the past.
Yan Jiu grasped three important points: "funeral system, task, anchor." โ
System: [Yes, as soon as something flew over, the host lost its memory, 555 my poor host wow!] ใ
Yan Jiu didn't speak, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't even lose her memory in a panic, she bent her five fingers, made sure that the strength was still there, and pretended to faint on the snow.
System: [Host?] ใ
Yan Jiu closed his eyes: "Shh, let's catch a fish." โ
System: [What kind of fish?] Where are there fish in the snow? ใ
Yan Jiu opened his eyes quietly.
The eyes seem to be cold and calm, and the tiredness of the afternoon can disappear in an instant.
Yan Jiu didn't understand why he was bound to a funeral system that looked stupid and wanted to die.
But she didn't say it.
Instead, he said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's okay if your brain can't turn around, but you can't enter the water, you already have more water in your head to surf." โ
System: [......]
It's scolded!?
Good thing it doesn't have a brain.
No, its host is obviously amnesiac, why is the mouth still so poisonous?
It's not normal, okay!
Is the poison of the mouth engraved on the soul?
Why does its host have a long mouth?
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