Emperor Yan's face was extremely gloomy, and after hearing this, he roared angrily: "Boy, are you kidding me?

As soon as he heard this, Wuqi knew that it was bad, and if he didn't explain, his life would be in danger immediately, so he hurriedly said everything he thought without saying a word, and said, "Lord Yan, you misunderstood. I didn't lie to you, and if you don't believe me, you can totally check out my sea of memories right now.

If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid I don't have a clear image of the ghost hand in my memory anymore. ”

When Emperor Yan heard this, he looked at Wuqi silently, and then lowered his head and subconsciously thought about it, even though he was still quite dissatisfied with Wuqi's words at this time, he finally decided to believe Wuqi again, so he nodded slowly, raised his hand and pointed towards Wuqi's eyebrows.

A cold aura exclusive to hell suddenly condensed from the fingertips, turned into the power of invisible breath, and rushed into Wuqi's body, making Wuqi's body tremble violently, and the whole person immediately paused, but the pause was only temporary, and after a while, Wuqi's body trembled involuntarily, and the amplitude became larger and larger.

Because, Emperor Yan's breath power has successfully entered the core of the body and rushed into the soul, and after a while, Wuqi's body trembled involuntarily, this is the indication that the power of the breath has entered the sea of memory, Emperor Yan's eyes became serious after this time, and he looked in one direction intently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Actually, Emperor Yan didn't think too much about it at this time. The only idea is to quickly find evidence, and quickly find out the image of the ghost hand, although this sea of memories is very large, but for him who is well-informed, it is not a problem at all, and he has the confidence to find it.

After all, not long ago, he had already checked the Sea of Memories several times. Where is the image of the ghost hand in the area? He knew even better than Wuqi.

However, it is precisely because of this that Emperor Yan is a little overconfident, this time. He was unfortunate enough to be hit. Obviously, the last time I entered the sea of strange memories to check my memories. I still clearly remember that the image of the ghost hand is in this position, not too remote, just located in the center of this sea of memories to the east.

However. This time, when he really found this area, he found something different, of course, there are still images of Ghost Hand Thousand here, and this has not changed, but the image of Ghost Hand Thousand is obviously too different, no longer a figure that can be seen clearly at a glance, but more like an illusion that once existed in an unstrange experience.

At this moment, the image of the ghost hand is no longer clear, blurry like a figure crudely connected by countless grains, and there are too many gaps between each particle, and it is impossible to see what the figure looks like at all, this feeling is like a large piece of the image of the ghost hand has been inexplicably dug out.

"How can this be?" Emperor Yan muttered to himself in confusion: "If a person's memory is to change, it must be interfered with by external forces, but I have never changed his memory at all. I've been in here several times, but why did it suddenly change? Strange! How could this happen? Could it be that I was mistaken?"

After saying this, Emperor Yan nodded subconsciously, and as soon as his mind moved, he immediately controlled his breath to rush into the blurred image of Ghost Hand Qian, and repeatedly checked this memory related to Ghost Hand Qian, but it was okay not to check it carefully, it was really so repeated, and he seriously checked every detail of Ghost Hand Qian's memory image, but Emperor Yan's face became more and more ugly.

Because, he didn't find anything.

Emperor Yan remembered it quite clearly, obviously before Wuqi's recollection, the image of Ghost Hand Qian was still very clear, but from the moment Wuqi recalled, all the memories of Ghost Hand Qian in this sea of memories had changed. Of course, this is not to say that Wuqi's memories of acquaintance with Ghost Shouqian have become false and unreal, but that the objects are different.

"What the hell is going on? What are you kidding! There is such a thing in the world? This kid actually remembered the appearance of Ghost Hand Chi a little bit according to my meaning, and all the memories of Ghost Hand Thousand in his memory have become blurry, how did he do this? Could it be that this kid himself changed his memory?"

Emperor Yan looked at Wuqi with a shocked face, he was really a little shocked by his conclusion, if this is the case, then this Wuqi is terrible, this kind of thing can't even be done by himself, can a human being who is so much inferior in strength be able to do it?

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Yan couldn't help but gasp, if there were other Hell Guardians here at this time, witnessing this scene with their own eyes, they would definitely be stunned and speechless.

A person with such terrifying strength, who has controlled hell for so long, has tens of millions of years of knowledge and experience, it stands to reason that there are very few people in this world who want to make his heart palpitate, and even, it is no exaggeration to say, almost completely none.

However, right now, it was unbelievable that Emperor Yan, the sole master who had been in charge of Hell for countless years, would show an expression of obvious jealousy when he looked at the Sea of Strange Memory. It can be seen from this that Wuqi has shocked Emperor Yan at this moment.

However, this look didn't last long, and it only stayed on Emperor Yan's face for a moment before disappearing, just like a meteor piercing the night sky, fleeting, because, after all, Emperor Yan is not an ordinary person, and when facing this kind of thing that is completely unexpected, he is much more experienced than ordinary people when facing it.

I saw Emperor Yan shake his head and said, "Forget it, since the image has been blurred, then I can ask that person about the situation first." Ghost Hand Qian is a mysterious person, and if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been unable to see through him in the first place. Now his image has become blurry, and eighty percent of it is the ghost of Ghost Hand Qian himself.

I understand, he probably didn't want others to find out that he wasn't dead, and deliberately did something in the sea of memories of this kid Wuqi, just like a mechanism.

As soon as someone tried to check his memories, his image in the sea of memories of the boy Wuqi would automatically become more and more blurry, until eventually he would not be recognized at all, and only remembered that such a person had appeared in his experience. ”

After saying this, Emperor Yan finally nodded with satisfaction, because he felt that only this possibility could explain this problem.

"Good. If that is the case, then I will carefully ask this boy about his impression of the prophet. After all, compared to the ghost hand, the prophet is more mysterious. Emperor Yan subconsciously muttered to himself.

As soon as these words came out, Wuqi's whole person suddenly trembled, only to see Emperor Yan's eyes flash, and the fingers that pointed at Wuqi's eyebrows gently retracted, and the breath that penetrated into the sea of Wuqi's memory was like lightning in an instant, rushing out of the sea of memory and returning to the soul, and then, he continued to drill outward, and in less than a second, he returned to Emperor Yan's fingertips, and Wuqi regained his senses.

"Lord Yan, are you willing to believe me now? I really didn't lie to you. The first thing he did to restore his consciousness was to emphasize his honesty again, and he opened his mouth without thinking about it, and confessed directly to Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan nodded in acceptance, and at this time he finally trusted Wuqi completely, showed a kind smile, and replied, "En." This time I did misunderstand you, and I will give you an explanation for what I just did, but before that, I hope you can cooperate with me to do one more thing. ”

"What's the matter? Lord Yan, please tell me. Wuqi replied respectfully, he finally got a chance, he didn't want to give up so soon, if he could satisfy Emperor Yan, it would be the best result.

"It's not difficult. Emperor Yan said with a relaxed face: "As long as you have a good memory of the prophet you have met now, and give me a good account of your impression of the prophet and your understanding." That's what I want to hear. ”

"It's simple. Wu Qi patted his chest on his chest, and replied without hesitation, this matter, in his opinion, is not difficult at all, isn't it just to talk about his impression of the prophet, there is no pressure.

However, just like Emperor Yan not long ago, some things are not easy as you think, and when Wuqi's words landed and he began to seriously recall his memories of the prophet, he didn't feel that there was any problem, but when he was about to open his mouth to say those memories without reservation, there was a problem again.

"Then I'll just say, Lord Yama, in fact, the prophet is ......"

I don't know what is going on, obviously the prophet in my memory a moment ago was quite impressive, but at the moment of speaking, the same problem happened again.

The prophet's memory became distorted without warning, and the appearance in his memory became more and more blurred, and the scenes when the other party met him made Wuqi feel more and more unreal, as if it was a dream, making it more and more difficult for him to determine.

Emperor Yan felt that something was wrong when he saw Wuqi's face, and his face sank in a hurry, and he asked unhappily, "What's the matter? What the hell are you doing? Why didn't you say anything at the beginning?"

Wuqi raised his head and looked at Emperor Yan deeply, the whole person was completely like he wanted to say and stopped, as if he had a lot of things to say to Emperor Yan, but he didn't know whether to say it or not, and he didn't know how to speak, which ones were better, which ones were inconvenient to say, and which ones were convenient to say.

There must be another problem.

Emperor Yan was too familiar with this kind of expression, he saw through Wuqi at a glance, raised his hand and pointed directly at Wuqi's eyebrows, and said to himself unhappily: "Hmph! Forget it, don't say it if you don't know whether to say it or not, I'll see for myself." I really don't believe it, this thing is really wrong, how can the same thing happen twice?" (to be continued......)