Chapter 0859 Incoherent Memory

Jin Cu's memory recovered more, but it was not coherent, and the causes and consequences were missing in the constant jumps, which made him very distressed.

The earlier the memory was, the clearer it was. He remembered that he once owned a demon army. The person who helped him lead the demon army was a Taoist priest named Shen Shang. When the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons decided to leave the land of demons and go to the sea for temporary refuge, Jin Cu and Shen Shang declined the invitation after sending an invitation to Rice King. They decided to stay and help those monsters who had no time to escape.

King Fan's demon army ran around and saved the lives of many demon clans. Most of the rescued people were sent to the sea to seek refuge with the Holy Mother of All Sons. Some of them went to the Country of Sacrifice, leaving not many behind.

The next memory disappeared for a long time, and Jin Cu couldn't remember the whereabouts of this demon army.

Regarding Mu Dong'er, Jin Cu's memory was even more fragmented. He could roughly tell Mu Dong'er's appearance, but he didn't know the other person's life experience. He only thought that he was a weird kid who could cast weird spells. In fact, he I feel that my memory became confused before and after Mu Donger cast the spell.

Then there are some more shapeless fragments, like unreliable dreams. Jin Cu can only be sure of one thing: there is a real demon in the Night Tower of Devil's Finger Mountain. He has seen the half-demon and Bing Kui surrender to the demon. kneel.

That demon is quite similar to the demon statue Jin Cu and the others dug up a few years ago. It is about three feet tall, burly and majestic. It does not wear black silver armor, but a set of polished and spliced ​​demon horns. He was wearing brown armor and the weapon in his hand was very simple. It was a wooden stick about the same height as his height, with many uncut branches on it.

The image of the demon in Jin Cu's mind was extremely clear. He could even see those ruthless eyes and cold breathing... He believed that he must have been very close to this demon.

"So, Mu Dong'er was captured by the demons? How much suffering will he have to suffer?" The bald man kept jumping up and down in mid-air, and was finally held down by Xiaohao.

"Suffer? No, he didn't suffer, no one suffered, we...we..." Jin Cu denied that he had suffered abuse at the hands of the demons, but could not recall too many details.

"Not being by mother's side means suffering... It's all Dragon Demon's fault, and you, Jin Cu, why didn't you return Mu Dong'er to me earlier?" Bald Zi scolded, as long as Brother Xiao Qiu's son is involved, he will There is no way to remain impartial.

"Mom?"

"Spirit King Yang Qingyin, you can't even remember her?"

Jin Cuo shook his head in pain, recalling those vague but unclear memories that gave him a headache.

"Fan Wang needs to rest for a while." Feifei once saw Jin Cu lead the demons with his own eyes, so he respected him very much.

The bald man broke free from Xiaohao's hand and said, "He has a rest, and we won't stop. Let's go to the magic mountain or tower quickly."

"Demon Finger Mountain Night Tower, I think we may not be the opponent of the demons." Feifei said.

"If the demons are half as powerful as the legends say, we will definitely not be our opponents, but are there really demons?" Xiao Hao looked around, her eyes falling on the Jin clan, "His memory has obviously been imprisoned by magic, and it is very likely that he has also been imprisoned by magic. It’s been tampered with, and maybe the part about the demons is all false. The real demons are still cultivating their bodies in Wangshan, and the ones guarding the Dingye Tower are actually fake demons.”

"Yes, it's a fake demon. Let's go and save people." Bald Man urged.

"But what is the purpose of the fake devil? If you deceive Mu Xingqiu, he will be dead. There is deceit in it. Don't underestimate the enemy. You must know yourself and the enemy. What would Zuo Liuying do at this time? Well, he He would definitely say nothing and cover his face with a straw hat. When Mu Xingqiu was almost done fighting the fake demon, he would suddenly jump out and say something mysterious. It turned out that everything was in his plan, haha... Oh, How could I not think so far ahead? As soon as Mu Xingqiu came back, my brain seemed to be running out of energy. It was all his fault. He had already made all the plans, so I could only be lazy..."

"Xiao Hao, what are you talking about? How to save Mu Dong'er." The bald man was confused.

Xiaohao let out a long hum, "Act as the situation arises." After saying that, he walked aside and sat down to think.

The bald man became even more confused and looked at Feifei.

"This place is still far away from Devil's Finger Mountain. Don't worry. We'll think of a solution when we get there. Rice King and the others have fallen into the hands of the demons for some time. Mu Dong'er was fine then, and he should be fine now."

Bald Man had no other choice, so he flew straight to the top of Mie Shi's head and looked forward. He couldn't tell the direction. He only felt that the night sky was vast, Xuanwu flew too slowly, and the bright stars in the sky were like a group of little people enjoying themselves in misfortune. The demon winked at him.

Feifei walked to Jin Cu and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I can't remove the rope now, you may... still lose your memory."

"Do you recognize me?" Jin Cu didn't press for freedom.

"Um."

"Are you a demon?"

Feifei nodded. Although his cicada wings were gone, his slightly pointed ears and small fangs still showed his demonic origin.

"Back then, I was one of the demon clan who followed King Fan, but was later taken away by the demon master."

"I must have made a major mistake to lose this army."

"The demon clan voluntarily follows you, Rice King. We respect you because you are one of the few great demons who really care about the life and death of the demon clan. The demon clan is like the grass and trees planted in the garden. Because it has some medicinal effects, it is attacked by the strong. Take turns to harvest, our flesh and bones are much more valuable than our lives. But you care about our lives, not the demon weapons on our bodies, so we respectfully call you 'Food King', when other strong men argue about who belongs to this world. When you are working hard to keep the demon clan alive, please don’t blame yourself, Rice King, your contribution to the demon clan far exceeds your income.”

Feifei is a little kid, his body is no different from that of an eight or nine-year-old child, but his expression is mature.

Jin Cuo looked at him, her eyes gradually becoming calmer, "Thank you, I'm not as great as you said, but thank you." Jin Cuo slowly lay down, looking up at the sky, thinking about who he was.

Feifei set up a separate layer of restrictions for Jin Cu so that he could rest without interference.

Xiao Hao has opened her eyes, "Are those words you just said sincere?"

"When King Fan became the leader of the demon clan, I witnessed it with my own eyes. It was one of the most exciting moments in my life. King Fan deserves my respect." Feifei's face turned red again, but his tone became firmer.

"The spell that binds him is very powerful. The Jin clan may turn into... another demon at any time. It is completely opposite to him who is 'worthy of you looking up to'. He will kill as many demon clans as he has saved."

"I will hate those evil spells, but I still look up to Fan Wang."

"Wow, you haven't grown up at all. I didn't even notice that you weren't a kid anymore."

Feifei, who is not a child, still loves to blush like a child, "I'm not that old, I'm only a teenager, and spiritual practice has had an impact on me..."

"Ah, yes, practice will change your temperament. No wonder you are becoming more and more like a Taoist priest."

Feifei's face turned redder, but Xiaohao's tone suddenly changed from reward to disdain, "So I don't like practicing, so what's the good of becoming a Taoist priest? In the end, you are like me, and I am like you, everyone." We are all the same person, so our appearance is a little different, but Taoist priests don't care about appearance. Among so many high-level Taoist priests, Zuo Liuying is a little special. As soon as he quit the Taoist tradition, I thought, this is a different person. Taoist priest, I want to get married with him."

"The Demon-Musering Master is also a unique Taoist priest..."

"But Zuo Liuying is more handsome."

Feifei frowned slightly. He admired Zuo Liuying very much. When it came to appearance, he always felt that this high-ranking Taoist priest was too feminine.

"Well, it turns out that you and Yang Qingyin have the same opinion. You think Taoist priests who dare to fight with strong enemies are more handsome, right? And Baldy, you are from one faction and I am from another... Xiaoyouyou is from my faction."

Xiao Hao spoke like this, sometimes seriously, and sometimes suddenly having strange thoughts. Feifei was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. The bald man's voice just happened to be heard in the air: "Look, is the Devil's Finger Mountain Night Tower in front of you?"

It was less than a night before they set off. At the speed of Destruction, they were at least ten days away from Devil's Finger Mountain. It was impossible to arrive so quickly. Feifei and Xiao Hao rose at the same time and came to the top of Deshi's head to look at it together.

There is indeed a high mountain in the front right, breaking through the clouds. Above it stands a towering iron tower, each floor emitting a cold red light.

"Go to Dingye Tower, Mie Shi, go to Dingye Tower quickly!" Bald Man shouted, but Mie Shi didn't listen to his orders at all and continued to fly in the original direction.

"Feifei, please say something." Bald Man said.

"This... this can't be the Night Tower." Feifei said in surprise, "It looks like an illusion."

"Mu Dong'er!" Jin Cuo's scream suddenly came from the turtle's back. Sure enough, he lost his memory again and could only remember these three words.

"Look, this is no coincidence, Mu Dong'er must be in this tower." The bald man was so anxious that he even wanted to fly over by himself.

Xiao Hao grabbed the bald man's bun and said, "It's okay to go and have a look. You don't have to get close. Just fly around a few times and observe."

Feifei commanded Mieshi to change direction, keeping a distance of dozens of miles from the mountain tower, and slowly circled around. No demons flew out of the tower to fight.

The bald man became more and more anxious, and even felt that there seemed to be a child crying in the tower.

When the sky was about to get dark, Mie Shi circled around and found nothing unusual. Finally, at Bald's urging, Feifei let Mie Shi fly towards the tower.

The distance was only tens of miles, and Miushi flew for several hours. The closer the distance, the more ordinary the mountain and the tower seemed. At dusk that day, Miushi finally approached the iron tower and the ground at the same time. Chuang, Ouyang Hao, and Gan Zhiwei were looking up with smiles.

Destruction is back to where it was.

The mountain and the tower disappeared with a pop, and the bald man was shocked, "What's going on?"

Lao Chong said loudly: "Welcome back, you don't have to worry, Mu Xingqiu and King Ling have gone to save Mu Dong'er personally."

"How does Mu Xingqiu know our location...oh." Xiao Hao suddenly understood, turned to Feifei, and nodded, "You have really grown up. Was it you who secretly contacted Mu Xingqiu?"

"It was Master Mu who contacted me..." Feifei blushed. He always felt that Bald Man's plan was too risky, so he left a clue. His original intention was to contact the Spirit King, but it was Mu Xingqiu who sent the message.

"Mu Xingqiu will definitely be able to come back within a month." Lao Chong said confidently.

It was mid-August, and according to Lao Chong's prediction, Mu Xingqiu would definitely be able to successfully rescue Mu Dong'er in September, and then go to participate in the October decisive battle at Wangshan.