Under the strong wind, Fang Cheng remained motionless under the protection of the purple light, glanced at his clone and said, "Hey, we are from the same family at least. Even if we don't accept this love now, we don't have to do it directly."

He was not afraid of fighting with this Fang Chuqiu. He could see through Liuyu Cang Qingyan just now that the other party's cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building, and he was a small level higher than himself.

The black killing technique was extremely fast, which surprised Fang Cheng. He felt scared at first, but now he thought of it, but he had many flaws and several solutions.

It’s just that I know my own affairs. The soul searching technique is too bad, and my clone cannot be interrupted, so I need to delay time and not let her disturb my clone.

Fang Chuqiu's eyes were red and charming, and he ignored it. Poisonous fog gathered around him, and black light gradually appeared on his fingers.

Fang Cheng's body moved and turned into five or six figures, leaving in all directions.

Fang Chuqiu immediately lost his target, turned his eyes and pointed his finger at Fang Cheng next to him.

The black light was extremely rich and was about to be emitted in a blink of an eye, but suddenly the land under my feet shaking, and my body was unstable for a moment. The black light on my hands shot into the sky, not knowing where it was flying.

An angry look flashed in his eyes, and a wing-like phantom appeared behind Fang Chuqiu, and immediately flew into the air.

The poisonous mist turns into a wide long sword, slashing at the square clone.

A red bead appeared and instantly burst out with endless flames, turning into a long dragon of flames. It opened its mouth and bit the long sword, blocking the attack.

Fang Cheng appeared and said, "Hey, hey, we've only met once at most, there's no grudges, right? Could it be that the hundreds of grass pills don't want to pay back? If you don't want to pay back, forget it!"

A trace of doubt flashed through Fang Chuqiu's heart.

She is not the young Qi-refining cultivator she used to be, but a demon cultivator with the blood of the demon king in the late stage of foundation building, and has extremely high talent. She is already in the late stage of foundation building. Similarly, her mental power and memory are far superior to ordinary people, and she has all the memories from childhood to adulthood.

But why didn't she remember seeing the person in front of her?

There are still hundreds of pills of Hundred Grass Pills, what's the matter?

Could it be...

She remembered the day when she changed her destiny.

"Are you... Fang Cheng?"

Fang Cheng hurriedly said, "I am, but I remember that I didn't seem to tell you my name, right?"

Fang Chuqiu smiled and said, "I found out from the family doctor."

A battle will be eliminated.

For the once young Qi-refining monk, hundreds of herbs were a great fortune. She was grateful to Fang Cheng, who generously took out hundreds of herbs and paid for her medical expenses.

In the entire Fang family, this person is probably the object she does not resent.

The two-wing phantom was revealed, Fang Chuqiu slowly fell, and said, "My name is Fang Chuqiu. Thank you that time."

Seeing this, Fang Cheng also showed up and reached out to his hand. The fire dragon turned into a red dragon and the fire bead and returned to his hand, saying, "Don't remember a little thing in your heart."

For a moment, both of them had nothing to say.

He has no friendship, but it is just a one-sided relationship. Fang Chuqiu still doesn't remember this side, so what is there to say.

Fang Cheng was curious in his heart, curious about how Fang Chuqiu's cultivation grew so fast, curious about how she was freely traveling through the poisonous fog, and even more curious about how she learned the black killing technique and how she could control the surrounding poisonous fog.

But these questions cannot be asked.

A brief and deep conversation is a big taboo.

Or Fang Chuqiu took the initiative to speak and asked, "Is that gourd yours?"

“Which?”

"The yellow one."

Fang Chengdao: "That's my enemy, I'm about to deal with him."

Fang Chuqiu came late and didn't see the battle between the two, so he didn't understand the relationship between them. He just felt that the poisonous fog disappeared in a large range. When he came here, he saw that the gourd was in Fang Cheng's hand.

Several times before, Zhao Changhe escaped very quickly. Fang Chuqiu didn't see his appearance clearly, but he still remembered this gourd like a topaz, so he mistakenly thought that Fang Cheng was the guy who had been stealing his poisonous gas and attacked him directly.

After taking a look at the top jade gourd on the clone's hand, Fang Chuqiu said: "The poisonous fog here is of great use to me. If you get the yellow gourd of your enemy, don't come here to collect the poisonous fog here."

The words were a little gentle, but they were tough and unstoppable.

"……Um."

Now, Fang Cheng has understood why Zhao Changhe is crazy about absorbing poisonous fog. It turns out that he wants to attract Fang Chuqiu. Although he doesn't know why Fang Chuqiu attaches so much importance to the poisonous fog here, it doesn't matter. Just look at the meaning in her tone, you can know that if it is her who absorbs these poisonous fogs, it must be a battle, winning and losing.

However, that doesn't matter. Anyway, others are about to die, and Fang Chuqiu, who led him, reconciled with him.

All plans were lost.

In the blink of an eye, the clone's soul search ended. After slapping Zhao Changhe to death, it dissipated like smoke and clouds. At the same time, the clone's memory appeared in Fang Cheng's mind.

Soul Search does not mean completely seeing a person’s lifelong memories, but seeing what he wants to see. Otherwise, those decades or even hundreds of years of memories will make the soul searcher confused.

What Fang Cheng wanted to see was naturally what Zhao Changhe did in the past few months of his memory.

Although the memory is a bit broken and trivial because the soul search technique he used is too poor, it is enough to summarize it to prove Fang Cheng’s previous idea - the Qingcheng Zhenren used Zhao Changhe's hands to deal with him, which is completely correct.

Zhao Changhe himself realized something, but the clever one did not choose to investigate, but chose to cooperate.

Both of them wanted to deal with Fang Cheng and cooperated with him without any contact. However, Zhao Changhe did not expect that if he defeated Fang Cheng, he would suffer heavy losses.

In my memory, Fang Cheng also saw Zhang Tianwu's fate.

Because of Fang Cheng's continuous guidance, Zhang Tianwu's degree of being possessed by demons continued to deepen. In the end, he was completely deemed to be possessed by Zhao Changhe during a failure in his work and scolded him. Then his strength increased greatly and he injured Zhao Changhe. Moreover, his injuries were very serious, and several meridians were seriously damaged and almost unrecoverable. This led to his decline in strength, his cultivation progress was slow, and his path to the Golden Pill was cut off.

This is also one of the reasons why the position of the true disciple has been lost.

After reading these memories, Fang Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was really a crime.

Zhao Changhe is an enemy of him because he wants to target Qinghe Zhenren's newly acquired disciple, and he gets into Bai Conglong, and Bai Conglong comes to him again.

The beginning of Zhang Tianwu's devil was because Zhao Changhe forced Zhang Tianwu to use magical means to kill people. In the end, the person killed him, but the devil thoughts were planted in Zhang Tianwu's heart.

After this, Fang Cheng said to Fang Chuqiu: "The enemy is dead, and I have nothing to do here. I can't wait in this poisonous fog, so I'll say goodbye first."
Chapter completed!