Chapter five hundred and sixty-eight reshaping memory
"Ouyang Mu is dead?"
Han Luo frowned.
No, there are still people in Huntian Ruins who threaten Ouyang Mu?
Even for the two little girls in the Yaoxian Sword Pavilion, they might be able to defeat Ouyang Mu together, but it is probably impossible to kill him!
His disciple died, Han Luo didn't have any sadness on his face, he just felt a little incredible.
"Something's wrong!"
Han Luo's eyes condensed, and above the ground, the fragments left behind after the jade pendant exploded suddenly shimmered and slowly floated under his eyes.
There was originally a ray of Ouyang Mu's soul in it. Although this ray of soul was about to dissipate because of Ouyang Mu's death, he could still use this thing to trace back to the source and find out the cause of Ouyang Mu's death.
Deep in Han Luo's eyes, an extremely complex magic circle suddenly appeared and slowly rotated. At the same time, following the information provided by this soul, Han Luo's mind seemed to span endless time and space, exploring an unknown place.
and go,
Then, at this moment...
"puff!"
Han Luo spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with incredible color.
"What the hell is this!"
His heart was now filled with fear. Just now when he was investigating, he inexplicably sensed a great terror. The extreme terror aura directly impacted his mind, causing him to retreat from the state of returning to his origins.
At this time, Ouyang Mu's ray of soul has completely dissipated, and it is impossible to rely on it to detect.
Stab!
Suddenly there was a harsh sound on the ground. Han Luo looked intently and was horrified to find that the mouthful of blood he had just spat out had begun to corrode the ground. The indestructible Litian Temple was actually corroded by the mouthful of blood and was filled with pits.
"What the hell was that just now!"
Completely incomprehensible, Han Luo finally made up his mind.
"No, you must tell Master about this!"
…
On the other side, Huntian Ruins, I don’t know how deep it is under the ground.
Wei Zong looked at Ouyang Mu who had completely lost his breath, but placed his hand on top of his head.
While the opponent's soul has not completely dissipated, Wei Zong planned to... search the soul to see if he could get any useful information.
After the powerful soul power was poured in, Ouyang Mu's head exploded in an instant, and the remaining soul completely dissipated.
"Failed!"
Wei Zong spread his hands, it seemed that the opponent's soul was restrained.
However, Wei Zong was not disappointed, this was what he had expected.
Taking off Ouyang Mu's storage ring, Wei Zong jumped up...
Above the ground, Ding Yi looked confused. After he was blown away just now, he saw Ouyang Mu and Wei Zong fighting. Now, both of them went deep underground and disappeared!
I don't know who will win in the end. It's okay if Wei Zong wins, but if Ouyang Mu wins... with his character, he will never let him go.
Ding Yi's heart skipped a beat again.
Just then... boom!
The ground trembled.
Ding Yi was extremely panicked. She knew that the two people underground had already decided the winner and someone was about to come out.
Ding Yi prayed secretly in her heart. Not far from her, the ground suddenly burst open, and a figure flashed out of the ground like a ghost. The next moment, it came to Ding Yi.
"Senior Sister Ding Yi!"
Ding Yi was overjoyed when he heard this familiar voice.
"Junior Brother Wei Zong!"
She looked at Wei Zong in front of her in surprise. Seeing that he was intact, she said with some disbelief: "You... came out, what about Ouyang Mu?"
"he died!"
Wei Zong said calmly.
Ding Yi was a little surprised at first, because Ouyang Mu would not come to trouble them again, but the next moment she became worried again, because she thought of what was behind Ouyang Mu - Taichu Jiange!
"Junior Brother Wei Zong, if you killed Ouyang Mu, then over there at the Taichu Sword Pavilion..."
"That's what I was going to tell you!"
Wei Zong interrupted Ding Yi's words, and at the same time his eyes suddenly met Ding Yi's eyes.
"Ouyang Mu is the disciple of Master Qianren Sword after all. His death may be quite involved. The fewer people who know that he was killed by me, the better, so..."
"Get some sleep, Senior Sister Ding Yi!"
Wei Zong said calmly.
Just as he finished speaking, Ding Yi felt a sense of sleepiness well up in her heart, as if there was some magic in Wei Zong's eyes. She slowly closed her eyes, and her body went limp, and she was about to collapse to the ground.
Wei Zong stretched out his hand and caught Ding Yi's body.
With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, the faint girlish fragrance penetrated Wei Zong's nose unconsciously. However, Wei Zong had no evil thoughts in his heart, and he gently touched Ding Yi's forehead with his hand.
He didn't want to kill Ding Yi, he just wanted to... erase her memory.
No, just erasing Ding Yi's memory is not enough, he also has to re-weave Ding Yi's memory.
Under the control of Wei Zong's soul, Ding Yi's memories were suddenly opened by Wei Zong.
Soon, it was time for them to meet Ouyang Mu.
Wei Zong did not hesitate and directly erased the subsequent memories. Just when Wei Zong was about to start reshaping the memory, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he looked forward to Ding Yi's memory again, until she was killed by Zhou Yuan and the others.
When chasing.
Wei Zong's eyes narrowed, and he made up his mind to erase all the memories behind it.
After that, he began to reshape Ding Yi's memory.
Ding Yi's memory was changed to this: After being chased by Zhou Yuan and the others, Ding Yi sent a message to Brother Zhao Ting. Brother Zhao Ting arrived in time and the four of them got into a melee. Although Zhao Ting was strong, he was outnumbered after all.
, finally, under the siege of three people, he chose to die with them.
Later, Ding Yi, who was alone, met Wei Zong, who was also alone. The two walked together without encountering any danger along the way...
After reaching this stage of shaping, Wei Zong's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and even his outstretched palms were trembling.
He had never thought about creating such a long memory before, but to be on the safe side, Wei Zong chose to erase all the memories after Ding Yi met him. After all, his strength was really eye-catching.
If Ding Yi is really soul-searched by others, his exaggerated strength will inevitably be doubted.
In the reshaped memory, the deaths of Zhou Yuan, Zhao Ting and four others had nothing to do with him, and Ouyang Mu had never encountered him before. In this way, there would be no flaws!
Wei Zong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Ding Yi in his arms. At this time, Ding Yi was slowly waking up.
"Junior Brother Wei Zong, what's wrong with me?"
Seeing herself lying in Wei Zong's arms, Ding Yi's face suddenly turned red.
"It's okay, Senior Sister Ding Yi, you may be too tired. You fainted while walking just now!"