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Just as Jia Luo closed his eyes and rested his mind, a ray of light was torn apart from the boundless darkness, and then a familiar figure was thrown in.

"Fu Xiao?" Jia Luo sat lazily on the ground and looked contemptuously at the man who was beaten into a mass of flesh and blood.

"Why are you here?" The man lying on the ground struggled to get up and looked at Jia Luo.

I saw that his limbs were hanging down weakly, obviously he was thrown in because of a muscle.

"Tsk, although Jiang You's cruelty makes me feel uncomfortable, but her way of using it on you makes me feel extra comfortable." Jia Luo's chain dangled, but he didn't care. Laughing at Fu Xiao.

"How much better are you than me?" I don't know if his bones were broken by Yan, Fu Xiao has no temper at all now, and he doesn't even have the strength to get angry at Jia Luo.

Jia Luo sat boneless, squeezed the creases on his sleeves and didn't care about Fu Xiao's words at all. He naturally understood what Jiang You meant, and he was nothing more than throwing Fu Xiao in to disgust him.

"How is it outside?"

Fu Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood: "Why should I tell you?"

Jia Luo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of your wife and children?"

Fu Xiao sneered: "What nonsense is the palace king talking about? Didn't you keep saying that my wife once cursed me to never enter reincarnation at the price of losing my soul? Otherwise, why would I have fallen to this point?"

"Karma retribution, the cause I sow bears the fruit. The palace king once laughed at me, but I don't know if the palace king still remembers why I fell to this point?"

"I know, practicing evil methods has caused your family to be ruined, and your wife and children to be separated!"

Fu Xiao glanced at Jia Luo strangely: "What are you pretending to be in front of me? Most of my downfall is due to you."

"fart!"

Jia Luo felt that anyone dared to buckle the shit bowl on him.

"Does the palace king want to deny it?"

"Qingchan Mountain, in the Wuji Cave, you personally broke one of my hands, and robbed me of the secret books of my sect, causing me to be expelled from the sect by the master."

After Jia Luo gradually regained his memory, he still had some impressions of his experience of cultivating immortals when he was young, but why didn't he remember the character You Fu Xiao? Go grab the cheats of immortals and mortals.

It's just that Fu Xiao's face doesn't look like he's cheating.

"Why should I rob you of your secret book?" Jia Luo thought over and over again and felt that this matter was weird. The sect he was in at the time was the number one sect of cultivating immortals. What would you want?

"Isn't it just to take it back to claim credit for your head?"

This is even more wrong!

Jia Luo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The head is Yunliang, but Yunliang was already a fairy at that time, what is the competition with a mortal who is not sure whether he can ascend?

Can………

Looking at Jia Luo's gloomy face, Fu Xiao knew that he had listened to what he said.

"Back then you were ruthless and merciless, but now who is showing you an innocent white lotus?"

Jia Luo took a light breath: "Take a step back even if I stole your cheats, but I didn't force you to practice evil exercises and become obsessed, and slaughtered the entire sect, not to mention killing your old father-in-law. In the end, even his wife and children were not spared."

"I didn't kill the teacher..." Even though Fu Xiao's voice was low and inaudible, Jia Luo still heard the final sound at the tip of his ear.

Jia Luo felt that the things in this world were very wonderful. When he saw Fu Xiao in the past, he wished to block his eyes and nose, so that he could not see his face and could not smell a trace of his body, but now they could be in a dungeon " Talk about the past in an amicable way.

"I received a secret letter that night. Master and his old man secretly told me to go back. He originally wanted to give me a chance to redeem my sins, but I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived in Master's yard, I smelled blood, so I hurriedly looked inside. Then I found Master lying beside the bed with a wooden sword stuck in his chest."

"I didn't care about my identity, and hurriedly called for help, but no one came for a long time. When I got out of the yard, I found that everyone in the door was dead. The corpses were piled up into a hill, and the blood flowed all the way to my chest. At the foot..."

Fu Xiao said that his expression was a little crazy at this time, probably because he remembered the scene at that time, and even his voice was a little hysterical.

"I don't have a butcher's door, let alone kill the old man, Master. I was taken back to be raised by the master when I was young. I can't kill him...I can't kill him."

"Calm down, Fu Xiao." Fu Xiao, whose meridian had been cut off, could only wriggle on the ground like a worm when he was excited at this time, against the blood all over his body, even Jia Luo looked a little bit heartbroken.

"It's all you, it's all you, you killed my master, you killed my master!"

Jia Luo glanced at Fu Xiao who was squirming towards him, only feeling a little sore in his stomach, and his expression was a little cold: "What evidence do you have, if I really killed your teacher, with your temper, even if you can't kill me, you will definitely kill me." He will pester me and not let me go."

"The sword that killed my master is the wooden sword of your sect, made of the unique "One Day Zen" fragrant wood in Qingchan Mountain. I will never be mistaken."

"It's ridiculous, just based on this, you think I did it?" If Jia Luo remembers correctly, it seems that during the days when he was cultivating immortals, the sword he held was always the silver sword that Xi Yu inserted into his chest, "I never Never used a wooden sword!"

"What's the use of talking about it now? When you assassinated the ancestor and almost killed him, why didn't you see him being so innocent now?"

"You, Jia Luo, look like you don't remember anything now. If you hadn't snatched my sect's secret books back then, how could the following things happen? The death of my master and the deaths of my fellow students are inseparable from yours, Jia Luo. ………”

"What did you say!" Jia Luo abruptly interrupted Fu Xiao's conversation.

"The lives of those people in my sect..."

"That's not it! Did I assassinate Patriarch?"

Fu Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he was asking sarcastically: "No, it's that Xi Yu who always follows you and is called an idiot by your side. He is the ancestor of Jiuchongtianwai..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Jia Luo's brows were stained with a bit of hostility.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Fu Xiao gloated and laughed: "How many years he has been by your side silently, and how many dangers you encountered openly and secretly were not because of his covert protection. But in the end, what you get in return is not because of your backhanded sword .”

"Protection?" Jia Luo felt his head swell for a while. In his memory, he did encounter several troubles when he was a young man cultivating immortality, but it was Yun Liang who arrived in time to save him. Why did Fu Xiao change his mind? Became Xi Yu.

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Fu Xiao said slowly: "You were bitten by a Teng snake and almost died of poison in Dahuangshan. Who do you think picked the celestial grass to save you and then beat the Teng snake half to death for you to find out?"

When he was young, Fu Xiao was once a dragon and phoenix among people, but since the appearance of Jia Luo, the name Qi Ran has been deeply engraved in the hearts of those who cultivate immortals. Fu Xiao is gradually forgotten by people, and at the same time, he is always paying attention to this once-in-a-century. Cultivation genius.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Fu Xiao always thought that Qiran was favored by the heavens, but since he became this inhuman and ghost-like appearance, he realized that the darling of the heavens is bullshit, and the ancestor Jiuchongtianwai personally protected him People, what do they mortals use to compare.

Jia Luo's eyes became blank, had he stabbed Xi Yu before?Why doesn't this part of his memory exist?Not to mention what Fu Xiao said, it was Xi Yu who had been protecting him, not Yun Liang?

"That group of memories intermittently seems to have been forcibly modified..."

Jia Luo suddenly remembered the words of Jiuzhao.

Has someone modified his memory?

"Could it be possible that you have forgotten? Back then when you were a mortal and assassinated the God, but you were rescued by some master of yours. Could it be that you forgot?"

"You mean Yunliang?"

Fu Xiao was in a trance: "Your head is also an extremely powerful person. You actually wanted to sneak attack on your ancestor while he was injured. Unfortunately, in the end, your ancestor almost cut off his wrist with a sword."

"Wrist?" Jia Luo frowned. If what Fu Xiao said was true, even Yunliang's wrist would definitely be destroyed.

At this time, outside the Demon Realm, Yunliang looked at Jiang You indifferently, and the hostility in his eyes made Jiang You, who had always been presumptuous, couldn't help but shrink back.

"What did you say?"

"Throw Fu Xiao into Jia Luo's dungeon?"

"This subordinate knows his mistake!" Jiang You knelt down without any hesitation.

The man in front of her, with a gentle and clean face, made Jiang You feel more terrifying than her father. Snakes are always alert by nature, and they have a premonition when danger is approaching. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my legs.

Jiang Ao's expression on the side was also unpredictable.

Yun Liang rubbed his right wrist, wondering what he was thinking, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to peek at this sudden figure.

At the same time, in the Nine Heavens, there was a sea of ​​blood as far as the eye could see.

The exhausted soldiers sat on the ruins in disgrace, while Yang Jian and Luhua stood beside the fallen Nantianmen with solemn faces.

"The old ancestor is really powerful, how did he fight against ten thousand armies by himself back then?" Lu Hua wiped his face, although it was useless, but he could probably see the pretty face under that black face.

Obviously, Yang Jian is not much better. In the battle these days, it is obvious that the demons are provoking them, pressing down their soldiers from the heavens, pressing their heads and beating them hard, then retreating away, waiting for them to slow down for a while. The tone is like locusts passing through the territory.

They are provocative!

No, to be more precise, he was telling them with his strength that the proud army of the fairy world was just a group of ants that could be trampled to death in front of them.

"What do you think the demons want to do now?" Luhua asked Yang Jian who was at the side.

At this time, the momentum of the heavens was sluggish, and the soldiers were all downcast, except for the sound of the wind in the air, there was heavy panting.

After a while, Luhua heard Yang Jian let out a sigh of relief: "Maybe he wants to tell us that Jiuchongtian is just a lump of mud that can be kneaded by the demons without the ancestor!"