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Chapter 55 General Kong Niao, Difficult to Guard (54)

"Why do you always recall such bloody skills?"

Hearing the word search soul, Mo Xiaoyao instinctively turned her lips in distaste: What kind of skills does this guy recall?
Luan fire - roast people, Luan wings - slap people, separate souls, search souls - destroy people!
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"Hehehehe..." A low and cold voice came from Wushang's place, "Search for souls? In front of me, do you want to search for souls?" Wushang seemed to have heard some incredible joke. It looked extraordinarily gloomy under the firelight, and the tone was also extraordinarily sharp:
"You two, a martial artist, and a cripple who has been shrinking all the year round, actually want to search my soul?"

With a flash in front of Mo Xiaoyao's eyes, Kong Lingyu's figure had already appeared in front of Wushang.

His right hand, Cheng Jian, pointed at Wushang's eyebrows, and a pure demonic power turned into a big net and penetrated from the eyebrows, directly netting the part of his brain that was in charge of memory.

The moment he communicated with his memory without hindrance, Wushang's eyes widened in disbelief: "You actually..." After that, he completely lost consciousness.

Kong Lingyu frowned at the bloody scenes of killing people and taking souls. This was the first time he used this demon skill after awakening. He was unskilled in the business and had to endure all the bloody memories in the past 20 years. Entering and baptizing, and finally when he was about to be unbearable to kill directly, the transaction between Zhang Sibo and Wushang was finally read by him:
"You help me kill them both, and I'll give you ten top-level ghosts." Zhang Sibo's face could not see clearly in the darkness.

"I just need the souls of the two of them." Wushang was full of excitement. He had wanted Kong Lingyu's powerful soul to make puppets for a long time, but his strength had never been able to break through Yao Simo's defense. Just think about it.

"No! It's still useful for me to keep the souls of the two of them!" Zhang Sibo denied the proposal.

"Oh, you're just reluctant to part with Yao Simo, forget it, I'll take a step back, I only want Kong Lingyu's soul to be my puppet." Wushang let out a cold snort of disappointment, but clenched Kong Lingyu's soul tightly.

"……All right."

"I'm curious, why do you insist on putting them to death? Didn't you say that you are good brothers who grew up together?"

The original transaction should be here, but Wushang suddenly became curious. He has collected quite a few souls, and he likes to hear stories of brothers fighting against each other and friends turning against each other.

"Wushang, too much curiosity, you will die soon..."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and Kong Lingyu suddenly had a splitting headache. He didn't know when the phoenix chirping from outside kept hitting his eardrums, making his spirit extremely unstable.

"Hahahahaha...er..." Wushang's laugh was terminated by the pain of lack of oxygen. He held his bleeding neck and opened his eyes wide, but everything was plunged into darkness.

In desperation, Mo Xiaoyao, who ended Wushang's life with a scimitar, didn't look at him. She anxiously hugged Kong Lingyu, who had fallen into a coma, and ran down quickly in a direction. She couldn't see clearly in the dark. Everything can only be moved forward based on intuition.

"Why did you start to awaken for the third time at this time?!" Mo Xiaoyao was full of anxiety, and she complained, but she also knew that the reason for Kong Lingyu's memory awakening was the Luan Niao who suddenly appeared in this space. On coercion.

Just now, far behind them, a hot Luan Bird pressure suddenly appeared. This pressure appeared extremely suddenly and violently, as if it was filled with extreme unwillingness and anger.

Is it...

　As I write this, I suddenly feel that the character Wushang is quite tragic. He has never recognized his position, and is inexplicably confident in himself. External force or something, it is better to rely on yourself...

　　Uh... suddenly felt inexplicably emotional, please ignore the sentimental author~
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