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The little man's eyes became more and more confused, as if he was recalling, and suddenly, he became hideous and distorted.

There was no communication at all, and Han Qi looked at Song Yuan angrily.

Song Yuan felt even more uncomfortable than having a feces. He deeply hated that he had been involved in this mud. Now it was difficult to be a human being or a ghost.

This time, he had already reminded Han Qi that the possibility of success is extremely low, just to lay the groundwork for the exemption from liability after failure.

Now it seems that in the eyes of these big names, there is no such thing as exemption.

"Memory, restoring memory requires pictures, letting him see this snowy ridge. This is the place where he died. Resentment and memory are the deepest..."

Song Yuan no longer dared to mention anything "had said it long ago", so he could only give a solution that he didn't know if it was useful.

When he reminded him, Han Qi immediately took action, but saw him take out a Ruyi Bead and urged him to open the ban. The light and shadow appeared, which was actually a scene of Han soldiers being killed during negotiations with Meihua Qi.

This scene was provided to Zuting by the Pope at that time, saying that Meihuaqi recorded the Korean soldiers on the spot, so he activated the strange talisman and killed them.

And this image also became the source of Zuting's huge loss.

Song Yuan did not expect that the Han Bing actually got this image and kept it with him.

The picture just appeared, and the eyes of the smoke man finally became brighter. Suddenly, the image began to dissipate. Han Qi had to drip his pain again. Song Yuan took it and sent it into the shield.

The smoke finally condensed, and after several attempts, it could no longer be gathered and formed.

Han Qi stared at Song Yuan, his eyes full of murderous aura. Song Yuan said anxiously, "The young master only gathered a little bit of residual soul. It is a blessing in disgrace to have a little consciousness, and I am too..."

Just as Han Qi explained in a panic, the smoke actually gathered into a crooked "Xu". The next moment, it finally completely dispersed. The shields that Song Yuan hit could not form the smoke to fade until they disappeared.

Han Qi stared at the place where the Han Bing's remnant soul disappeared, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and Song Yuan fell into deep thought.

"Song Jian, why do you think Bing'er hates Xu Yi so much? He is obsessed with death. If you were Bing'er, would you hate him more, or would you hate Plum Blossom Qi who killed Bing'er?"

Han Qi's voice was biting and cold.

Song Yuan said, "It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense. Xu Yi has a grudge with the young master, everyone knows it, but I think it's just a dispute of intention and energy, and there is no fundamental contradiction. Even if the young master hates that the millions of gods in the Beiting Protectorate's Palace were destroyed because of Xu Yi, and his reputation was damaged. To put it bluntly, it's just a spirit. And the seven plum blossoms invisibly harmed the young master's life. No matter what, he should hate the seven plum blossoms even more unless..."

"Speak."

The playfulness in Han Qi's eyes became more and more intense.

Song Yuan opened his mind and took a deep breath and said, "Unless Xu Yi was simply a traitor of the Pope and had a connection with Plum Blossom Qi, maybe Xu Yi was at the scene at that time. I remember very clearly that when the young master went to negotiate with Plum Blossom Qi, Xu Yi went into seclusion. At that critical moment, what he wanted to seclusion. The young master was obviously frightened and drew his sword in his hand. I don't know what he would react like when he saw Xu Yi, but when he saw Xu Yi on that occasion, he would definitely have such a reaction. Everything was done by Xu Yi and Plum Blossom Qi. So, the young master hated the most until his death, but Xu Yi."

Han Qi's eyes were floating, "It's more than that. Xu Yi used his connection with Meihuaqi to play tricks in the negotiations. While defrauding huge benefits, he made great contributions and promoted him. Such a deceitful person is rare in the world. It's ridiculous that Xie Zongxun also took a treasure."

Song Yuan widened his eyes and patted his thighs, "I just said, I just said, no one can talk. As soon as Xu Yi took action, such a difficult negotiation would come naturally. He and Meihua Qi were playing a double act. If such a thief is not killed, my thief is in danger. If such a great evil is not eliminated, the thief will be glorious for thousands of years. Lord Demon Lord, since he has learned about Xu's thief's hardships, I think it's not time to go, what should we do next."

"Kill you!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Han Qi's eyes. Before the shock on Song Yuan's face could be revealed, his body broke. A red light swept out from Han Qi's cuffs, cleaning up Song Yuan's body and corpse air.

Han Qi took over the resources that Song Yuan exploded, looked at the endless starry sky, and murmured, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, go and blame Xu Yi. This person's difficulty in fighting is not something you can understand. Even if you master the secret and use it poorly, you will be turned over by this person. Even Zhang Fang's team, which has been traversed by the desolate border for many years, is lost to this person. I have to be very careful. It is better for me to know this matter, so you can go on the road with peace of mind, and I will avenge you."

After murmured, Han Qi's figure flashed and disappeared.

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Dongliu Island is located in the northwest of Quzihai. When Xu Yi arrived, the smoke was very brilliant. The fishing boats sang at night and the herds flute was melodious. The huge island was not desolate, and a small town was opened along the southeast bank.

The residents of the town saw many monks coming and going, and Xu Yi flew past him without causing any sensation.

He found Xiong Beiming's on the highest mountain northwest of the island.

Seeing the old friend, Xu Yi's face unconsciously showed a warm smile, and he felt a terrifying look at the wild charm that was huddled in his arms.

In his opinion, the worst evil man in the world showed such an expression, which was as cold as an ugly woman.

"It's been a long time since I've been there for only a few years. Brother Xiong has already killed the corpse. Such speed is really amazing."

Xu Yi smiled with his fists, his praise was sincere.

A few years ago, when he met Xiong Beiming, Xiong Beiming was still very far from killing the corpse, but now he has been killed into a middle corpse. Judging from the momentum, the purple corpse has reached the time, Xiong Beiming must have become a corpse in one step.

Such a speed of progress is really terrifying. It seems that he has had many opportunities in Kunlun Ruins.

Xiong Beiming waved his hand and said, "I must listen to the truth if others praise me so much. Brother Xu said this, I just take care of my face."

As soon as he finished speaking, an impatient voice came from the cave behind him, "Xu Yi, you are so heartless. You haven't seen each other for many years. You didn't even ask me. I'm dying, and the favors I owe you are still with fellow Taoist Xuan. Now we are in peace."

Xu Yi shook his figure and reached the entrance of the cave. He clasped his fists at the two people in the cave and said, "Old Cao, it's been a long time since I've been missing. Xiao Ning, you can't be so picky. Old Xiong greets me, don't I just let go of everything and come immediately?"

The two in the cave were the Golden Corpse Lao Cao, and the three-eyed God-Man Ning Wuque.

In front of him, Xuan Xuan was in trouble. Xiong Beiming was very wise and brave, and came to Bi to visit the study palace to find Xu Yi. Xuan Xuan in the Nether Ghost Prison relied on the Golden Corpse Lao Cao and Ning Wuque who were arranged by Xiong Beiming to enter the punishment hall first.

Ning Wuque said that Xu Yi’s favor was what he meant.
Chapter completed!