Chapter 640: The Erased Memory

"Then we have no clue now, do we really have to resign ourselves to fate?" Han Ji raised his head and stared outside the golden barrier.

His wrinkled eye sockets suddenly tightened, and the eyeballs were almost sunken in.

Corpse of the Mountain...

The Corpse of the Mountain has already stepped into the Beicheng District at some point, its lone body towering into the rainy clouds is so visually impactful, and those eyes that are blooming with the light of death have already declared that everything will sink into hell!

"Deacon Hujin, by the way, Mu Bai, didn't you just say that there is a suspicious person!" Zhou Min suddenly said something, and hurriedly said to Mu Bai.

"How do you know about the important mission under this Sarang's command??" The gray-white mysterious man said with joy in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaohou immediately explained what he saw and said in Xianchi, and the gray and white mysterious man suddenly realized.

It seems that when he was staring at Huacun, he accidentally bless Zhang Xiaohou, who was pretending to be a fool, and forced those members of the Black Vatican not to act rashly.

"It's not a suspicion, I just want to tell you one thing, my mother accidentally revealed it a while ago." Mu Bai said with a serious face.

"Let's talk about it quickly, millions of people have taken refuge here, and any clues may be the key to stop all of this," Mo Fan said.

Mu Bai nodded, and then said in a calm voice: "Yu Ang, do you still remember?"

"Well, what's wrong with this lackey of the Black Vatican?" Zhou Min asked.

"My mother only found out about Yu Ang being a member of the Black Vatican a while ago. She immediately sighed and said, "I think it wasn't my uncle who gave him a bite of food and recommended him to Mu Zhuoyun. How could he?" I can live a good life comfortably." Mu Bai said.

"Yu Ang was indeed picked up by the Mu family and adopted by Mu Zhuoyun. He worked hard for the Black Vatican, it is indeed too hateful!" Zhao Kunsan gritted his teeth.

"Yu Ang joined the Black Vatican before entering the Mu family. Mu Bai, you mean that Yu Ang was actually brought into the Mu family by your uncle?" Mo Fan quickly grasped the key point and re-confirmed.

"I... I don't know, but there is one thing I hope you can understand, that is, the person who resettled the disaster victims in Bo City is actually my uncle. He is responsible for transferring the disaster to the ancient capital." Mu Bai said again .

"Isn't your uncle Mu He?" Zhao Kunsan blurted out.

As soon as he uttered the name Mu He, Zhang Xiaohou trembled violently, and immediately after that, there was a burst of pain in his head that almost split open!

Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association, had a flash in his eyes, seeing that Zhang Xiaohou was suddenly in extreme pain, and his face suddenly revealed a look of astonishment.

Han Ji stepped forward quickly. He grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist and quickly tore off his sleeve!

In an instant, a black centipede-like mark lay on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, almost as if inlaid in the flesh, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget the worm!!"

Han Ji exclaimed!

Su Xiaoluo and Mo Fan were also stunned. There was such a black centipede in Zhang Xiaohou's body. They didn't notice it at all. What a terrible thing to be in the body!

Zhang Xiaohou looked very painful. His lips were bleeding from biting.

At this time, Han Ji's body glowed with a bright white light, and he could see a healing fairy butterfly with extremely full wings fluttering on his withered fingertips, and followed Han Ji gently. This healing fairy butterfly floated into Zhang Xiaohou's body, and collided with that amazing black poisonous centipede.

Zhang Xiaohou's skin was almost transparent, and a poisonous thread like worm silk stretched from his wrist to his shoulder. Then to the back of the neck, and finally into the back of the head...

"It turned out to be Wang Chong. No wonder he couldn't remember what happened at that time, and he couldn't remember who that person was. This Wang Chong is a kind of psychic bug that can devour important memories deep in people's hearts. If the When the person who planted the forgetful worm can remember everything that happened, it means that his death has come!" The mysterious gray-white man said hastily.

"The memory of Xiaohou is restored..." Su Xiaoluo looked at him in horror.

"The more complete the recovery, the closer the death. Most of the healing medicines you give him have something that inhibits the growth of this forgetful insect, otherwise the poisonous insect would have killed him. Fa!" Han Ji gasped.

Zhang Xiaohou was in extreme pain, his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, his veins and blood vessels were about to explode from his skin.

The most frightening thing was the centipede-like Wang Chong. It seemed to know that its life was threatened. After killing the healing fairy butterfly, it crawled along the black silk thread, and even crawled directly to the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head!

"This Wang Chong has already formed, and it is very difficult to kill it. It seems that your friends not only heard the voice of Hujin Chief Deacon, but even knew their plot. It's just that he couldn't remember it at all. He remembered it. There is only sound." The mysterious gray-white man said in a calm voice.

When Mo Fan and Su Xiaoluo saw Zhang Xiaohou in such pain, their hearts also tugged.

I thought that Zhang Xiaohou had already recovered. He thought that he kept amnesia on purpose to avoid the assassination of the Black Vatican. It turned out that Zhang Xiaohou didn’t know that he really forgot the important things hidden in his heart. Once these memories flooded into his mind, Death followed!

"Mu He, it's Mu He!!!" Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, almost screamed from his throat, "And...and..."

"Stop it, or your life will be gone!!" Han Ji roared.

The memory of Zhang Xiaohou's encounter with the corpse general is pouring in, like a dream that has been forgotten for a long time is about to explode, but the more he thinks about it, the more his head feels like it will explode!

"boom!!"

Suddenly, the mysterious gray-and-white man made a lightning strike, and he hit Zhang Xiaohou heavily on the back of the neck with a knife, forcibly knocking him unconscious.

Zhang Xiaohou passed out, so he stopped searching for the forgotten things, and the terrible black and blue toxins all over his blood vessels finally stopped, and he slowly fell silent.

The body was pale, and there was no trace of blood on the face. Everyone couldn't help but gasped the moment they saw Wang Chong appear!

Amnesia is not terrible, what is terrible is that you think you have remembered everything. The real amnesia is that even if the experience that was erased from your life disappeared, you did not notice it at all!

"Fortunately, the president is here. He minored in the healing department, and his super-level realm barely saved his life. Otherwise, Zhang Xiaohou would have died at the moment of the attack just now." The mysterious gray-white man looked faint Zhang Xiaohou from the past still has lingering fears.

Mo Fan's cheeks were twitching, the Black Vatican could do anything vicious.

Zhang Xiaohou escaped by relying on his own wit, who would have thought that he was already a dead man, if he hadn't been summoned by Han Ji just because of Fang Gu's matter this time, he would have been silenced.

"Mu He, it's you!!!" Mo Fan clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaving violently. (To be continued.)