One person above Qing Huang Ting

If it weren't for the last time you threatened me with a sword across my neck, who the hell would want to see you!

Lu Liang was crazy in his heart, but he didn't dare to vent his complaints. He only dared to accompany his smiling face. He couldn't help it. In terms of fighting level, he was still a Shan Shitong away from Zhang Chulan.

Lu Liang had a flattering smile on his face: "Long time no see, Brother Xiuwu, how did you recognize me?"

"It's just the painted skin of Yu Huadu."

Hu Xiuwu looked at the Taoist in front of him, wearing a Taoist robe, tall and stocky, with a simple and honest face, and said slowly:

"When you reach my level, you will no longer stick to external objects when looking at people and things, but on Qi. I have had close contact with your Qi when I was young, and it happens that my memory is very good."

"Don't you all know this shortcoming, that's why you don't dare to get close to Tianshi and ten elders?"

Lu Liang gave a thumbs up: "Brother Xiuwu is really amazing. In our generation, you are the only one with this ability."

Hu Xiuwu said: "Don't flatter me, you are not afraid that I will kill you."

It's not a question sentence, Quanxing's interior is not harmonious, most of them are rebellious people who do their own way, and there are a small number of insidious and treacherous people, how can they help an outsider casually.

"I'm afraid, why." Lu Liang still kept smiling: "Brother Xiuwu, do you want to eliminate demons and defend the Tao? Or do you want to avenge Lu Huan?"

He was purely broken, Lu Liang was only good at Ming Soul Art, if there was a real fight, he couldn't even beat Zhang Chulan, how could he escape if he was being targeted by Hu Xiuwu.

However, he dared to come to the appointment, and he was somewhat sure in his heart.

Just one time, when Hu Xiuwu discovered his whereabouts, he didn't notify anyone, but just plugged him an old-fashioned mobile phone to let him listen to news at any time. It is likely that he wants to use his ability to do something.

Therefore, although he might be in danger of being captured, he still didn't inform the other people in Quanxing, and came to the appointment alone.

Who made Lu Liang like this kind of unpredictable excitement.

If he didn't like the thrill of being on the verge of life and death, that normal person would not find out the truth for himself after he escaped from the family with the notoriety of killing his sister, but would directly join the whole sex and act recklessly.

Hu Xiuwu said: "I don't know whether you killed Lu Huan or not. I only know that you have never been a good person."

"You are inherently mischievous, thrill-loving, and a fun-loving playboy."

After hearing Hu Xiuwu's analysis of his words, Lu Liang grinned, as if he had lifted his mask: "Brother Xiuwu really understands me better than those relatives in my family."

"What are you looking for me for?"

Hu Xiuwu said: "You told me last time that you went up the mountain because of the secret of the Jiashen Rebellion. Your acting head suspects that Uncle Tian Jinzhong actually found Zhang Huaiyi back then, right?"

"Yeah, I didn't lie to you. Brother Xiuwu, your knife is on my neck, and your three corpses can also distinguish lies. How dare I lie."

Lu Liang spread his hands and showed a playful smile, which was somewhat different from the simple and honest face he was using at this time, and looked like a pervert who had been hiding for a long time.

Hu Xiuwu sat cross-legged on the ground, looking down at the ground: "Before at the Lu family, I once heard from sister Lu Huan that if the Lu family's Ming Soul Art is practiced to the extreme, it can modify a person's memory, so I want you to help me. I have a favor."

"Use the memory in my mind to piece together a new memory fragment."

Lu Liang pushed his glasses, and said meaningfully: "Oh, if I want to cut Brother Xiuwu's memory, then Brother Xiuwu will open his soul to me. Is Brother Xiuwu so relieved of me? I'm so touched."

Hu Xiuwu said calmly: "Of course I don't trust you, I will let go of the defense of the soul, but when you modify the memory, Jinggen will assist and monitor you."

"You have seen the power of my body and spirit, you don't want to experience the injury of all seven souls again, do you?"

Lu Liang shuddered and swallowed quietly. In order to save Hu Xiuwu 12 years ago, several juniors from the Lu family who knew the art of soul art joined forces to change Hu Xiuwu's seven souls. As a result, 24 people rioted. Following the connection of Minghunshu, they found their souls and beat them up violently.

If Wu Dechang and Lu Ci hadn't seen the wrong thing and forcibly pulled Hu Xiuwu away, they wouldn't have been as simple as hurting all seven souls, and they were afraid that their souls would be torn apart by the violent body and spirit.

But even though he escaped death, he still suffered from severe headaches, depression, insomnia and restlessness for several months.

Lu Liang said: "Brother Xiuwu, how do you know that I will definitely help you?"

Hu Xiuwu adjusted his state, and Jing Gen cooperated with him to scoop out the memory for Lu Liang to operate from the vast sea of ​​memory, and said casually:
"You like to watch the excitement, so don't you want to fool everyone of the same gender?"

Just one sentence moved Lu Liang,

Yes, the most interesting thing is being able to play Quan Xing that monster as a fool.

Others think it is crazy and dangerous to play with a group of all-sex monsters who are rampant, but Lu Liang is all-sex, and in essence he is also a lunatic who wants to have fun.

As long as he thinks it's interesting, he doesn't care whether it's dangerous or not.

As Hu Xiuwu expected, Lu Liang quickly came over with a malicious smile, and brought up the Ming Soul Art, following the rising qi.

The painted skin he was wearing was like a portrait stained with sparks. Many large holes were burned out by the qi, and the holes became bigger and bigger, gradually connecting into one piece, revealing the true face of Lu Liang underneath.

Although the layer of painted skin put on by those who sneaked into Longhu Mountain in Quanxingyu painting poison is magical, it is thin and fragile, and it will be burned once it is transported.

Lu Liang's soul-brightness technique penetrated into Hu Xiuwu's soul like a ghost's hand. Hu Xiuwu dropped his defense, and the ghost's hand transformed by the soul-brightness technique easily penetrated into it, but when it touched Hu Xiuwu's memory, it bumped into Hu Xiuwu. Put up a solid barrier.

Let's go and give it a try. 】

Depend on!Believe me in what you say, you actually added a firewall to your memory!

Lu Liang cursed inwardly, although he didn't know exactly what method Hu Xiuwu had practiced, but he could really feel the effect of this magic.

'Sure enough, Occlumency is really extraordinary, it happens to restrain Minghun, and it's not in vain that he spent three days learning it on purpose. '

Hu Xiuwu felt the impact of Minghun Technique on the barrier around his memory, and evaluated the effectiveness of his Occlumency Technique.

Although Hu Xiuwu was not worried that Lu Liang would hurt him, his soul was protected by Luo Fengtian, even a celestial master could not hurt his soul, let alone Lu Liang, a rookie.

But he didn't know the specific ability of Minghunju, and he was worried that Lu Liang would use Minghunshu to bypass Jinggen's surveillance and secretly peep into his memory. There are many secrets in his memory.

In addition, after Lu Liang edited the memory, Hu Xiuwu had to use Occlumency to isolate this memory from the real memory, so as not to mix it with the real memory and confuse him with the authenticity.

When Lu Liang was studying the Occlumency barrier, the two ends of the memory spit out from the barrier.

"Is it possible to combine the images and sounds of these two memories?"

After reading these two memories, Lu Liang couldn't hide his surprise at all: "You, you..."

Hu Xiuwu repeated again: "Can it be done?"

Feeling the coldness in his words, Lu Liang came back to his senses and quickly replied: "Of course it's no problem."

With the assistance of Hu Xiuwu, the original owner of the memory, as the No.1 of Lu Jiaming's soul art, Lu Liang easily put together the two memories according to Hu Xiuwu's request.

Jinggen took over Occlumency, turned it into a transparent bubble, and stored this false memory in the transparent Qi bubble, in Hu Xiuwu's Niwan Palace.

At the end of the matter, Lu Liang withdrew his Ming Soul Art, Hu Xiuwu patted Lu Liang's shoulder with his left hand, and said in a friendly and familiar tone: "Well done Lu Liang, I really did not misunderstand you."

Lu Liang smiled, and wanted to ask Hu Xiuwu about his plan, but in the end he heard Hu Xiuwu say to himself: "It's just that I really can't trust you, I'm always worried that you will buy me, and watch another lively scene .”

From the sleeve of Hu Xiuwu's left hand, like a poisonous snake, a slender shadow protruded out, and a ray of light shot out.

Forget it all.

Before Lu Liang was attacked by the curse, the last emotion in his mind turned out to be a pity,

But I can't feel the fun of playing with those people anymore.

Lu Liang stood there in a daze as if someone had hit him with a sap,
Hu Xiuwu turned into a blue bird and flew away,

After Hu Xiuwu left, Lu Liang blinked his eyes in confusion:
"How did my painted skin get destroyed?"

"In the end what happened?"

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