Chapter 885 Blood Contract, Memory Return
The playful and captivating smile in Nan Xun's eyes was frozen in the fire until... Dao fire swallowed her completely.
The moment the flames completely engulfed Nanxun, Xiao Ba's ghostly howl suddenly sounded, "Damn it, I just opened my eyes and saw you being burned, why is it so miserable?
And the big boss, isn't he blind, why did his eyes turn into blood pupils? Crazy? The eyes of a crazy madman won't be so red! Those eyes look so familiar, and he is still staring at you, that look is so strange.
Fuck! The big boss seemed to be looking at the master just now! Illusion? It must be Grandpa's illusion..."
Nan Xun was about to recite the formula for entering the space, but she didn't expect that Xiao Ba came out of the retreat, and her primordial spirit was directly pulled into the space by Xiao Ba.
It's about time.
Xiao Ba was still screaming, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. "
Its star space is an ancient artifact. When it is worn on Nan Xun's hand, it takes on the shape of a bracelet and becomes invisible. But after Nan Xun enters, this space turns into a speck of dust, and it is absolutely impossible to be discovered.
Nan Xun stood in the space absent-mindedly, looking at the "night curtain" overhead.
fraud?
She is indeed a liar...
Lie to him, Xiaoba, and herself.
...hehe, so you are angry?
Why are you angry? Compared with you, I have a hard time. You don’t remember anything. Every time I run after you, people who remember everything want to forget, can’t forget, and don’t dare to forget. Isn’t it better than you? pain?
Meng Ziyi stood by the side of the killing field, his blood pupils still staring at the fire.
After the Dao fire burned, the painted demon was reduced to ashes, and when the wind blew, it dispersed. In the end, not even ashes remained.
Zhuo Bufan walked behind him at some point, with a sad expression on his face.
All of this was caused by him. He didn't know that his master knew his movements like the back of his hand. When he found this place, his master brought other elders with him.
What is it about Brother Meng's name? It's all fake! It was just to lure brother Meng over, and then slaughter this evil cultivator in front of all righteous people, so as to make Wushan's status even higher.
But Master, how can you use me? You have always been an unattainable existence in my heart.
You don't know that this heinous cultivator in the eyes of all of you has never harmed innocent people, he just wants to live his own life with his painting spirit.
But now, because of your self-righteous way, you insist on slaughtering this evil cultivator.
Brother Meng is not dead, but his beloved wife is dead, so what is the difference between this and killing him.
In the end, both sides will suffer, is this what you want...
"Brother Meng, I'm sorry..." Zhuo Bufan had tears in his eyes, but he held back the tears.
Meng Ziyi withdrew his gaze and glanced at him. The glance of his bloody eyes seemed to be poisoned, but also as if there was nothing, extremely indifferent.
His face did not have the grief that Zhuo Bufan imagined, and Zhuo Bufan was just an insignificant little person to him.
He raised his hand, pressed his chest suddenly, and said a spell in his mouth.
Then he laughed lowly.
"...With the blood contract, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, I can still find you, Xun Xun."
The last two words were so light that they had already melted into the wind as soon as they were uttered.
At the same time, Nan Xun in the space looked down at his chest, his eyes slightly opened.
She is clearly in the state of the primordial spirit of nothingness, but there is a blood-colored imprint on her chest.
The shape of a flower.
It seems that she has merged with her soul.
She even felt a familiar aura from the bloody imprint.
At this time, the bloodstain was slightly hot, and there was a slight burning sensation all over the body.
However, in just a split second, the bloody imprint was hidden again, and everything just now seemed to be her illusion.
After Nan Xun was stunned, he understood.
So that's the case, this is... the blood contract.
"Huh?" Xiao Ba suddenly turned his head to stare at her, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you feel a strange aura just now?"
Nan Xun was silent and did not speak.
Xiao Ba muttered to himself, "It's an illusion, this is the space of the master, without the permission of the master, no one has the ability to come in, hum, it must be that the master has just come out of retreat, and his mind is not clear yet."
Nan Xun looked at Xiao Ba and smiled slightly.
You're so stupid, I'm embarrassed to lie to you again.
——Boom.
The sudden sound made Nan Xun's expression change.
"Xiao Ba, what's the sound?"
"Well, silly you, what else can thunder be.
On the bloody killing field, Meng Ziyi casually dropped the Demon Slaying Saber in his hand on the ground, then looked up at the sky.
A moment ago, there was still no cloud in the sky, but at this moment, there were large black clouds gathering above his head.