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Chapter 1382 Soul Palace Appears
Ling Qingjue lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "I remember Hong Yuan'er was holding his arm just now, sister Fox Ji was holding his hand, and I was putting my hand on his cheek, we All three were speaking softly to him."

Jin Wudi suddenly realized: "Could it be that he heard your voice?"

Everyone felt that there was a possibility. Since the external awakening method was ineffective, it might be possible to stimulate Zhao Wushuang's potential and let him break through this shackle by himself.

"Sister Empress, Sister Qingqiu, you can also come over and grab some part of his body and talk to him, maybe he can hear your voices."

Ling Qingjue lowered his head and stared at Zhao Wushuang for two seconds, then spoke slowly.

As Zhao Wushuang's official girlfriend, it took courage for her to say this, but in order to save Zhao Wushuang, she didn't care about anything else.

Her words are equivalent to admitting in disguise that Zhao Wushuang has more or less ambiguous relationships with several other people.

Yu Qingqiu was very generous and frank. She was related to Zhao Wushuang, so there was no shame in saying it. However, the empress was a little shy, and her ears were rarely reddened.

"I..." Her lips twitched twice, but she still didn't say any words of excuse after all.

The two women came over separately, Yu Qingqiu buried his head in Zhao Wushuang's heart, his hands and head were already occupied on the upper body, the empress had no choice but to stretch out her hand to put Zhao Wushuang's abdomen upwards.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes became a little strange, even Hu Ji and Ling Qingjue were stunned for a while.

"That... the empress grew up in a sect without men, and she never had much contact with any man." Yu Qingqiu could only explain in an embarrassing manner.

Then, according to Ling Qingjue's guess, they tried to communicate with Zhao Wushuang and whispered something to him. The scene was like a group of female pilgrims offering incense and kneeling in front of the Buddha, praying that they could find a good husband. Or have a son.

The men standing around took a few steps back unconsciously. They were whispering to the person they liked, and it seemed too gossip for them to eavesdrop.

So everyone didn't hear what they said, let alone quietly pricked up their ears and used their energy to inquire.

Unless you want to be gang-beaten by a few Jiuchongtian women, you should not do such dangerous things, your life is important.

"..."

Of course, those words came to Zhao Wushuang's ears, like water pouring into his ears, washing his mind over and over again, and reorganizing his thoughts.

He distinguished the voices of several people, and those inexplicably lost memory fragments also returned to his consciousness. The memories that belonged to each person were like a few dots, gradually connecting into lines and slowly spreading into planes. What Zhao Wushuang lost The memory chain is also being restored step by step.

"I remembered... I became a disciple of Qinglian Holy Land, and I made a five-year agreement with Emperor Song..."

"Tuoshe Ghost Land? The empress invited me to a sect full of women, and even peeked at Chu Han'er taking a bath...The empress has long legs, why don't she wear short skirts? It's a pity."

"Fox girl, I spent several days and nights with Fox girl in the demon realm. It was one of the happiest times in my life. How could anyone in the world have such a charming face? Even I can't control it." Can't stop."

"Yu Qingqiu... is that silly girl who has been chasing after me. In fact, she is quite cute, but I don't know whether she likes Li Qiye or me."

"Little Red Bird? The little guy has grown so big now, he's really grown up a lot. Don't be afraid, if someone bullies you, just tell Big Brother, and I'll smash the other side's face."

"Qingjue...it's so beautiful. I mentioned it to my father. I don't know if my father sold me...Maybe he thinks I'm not worthy of a saint..."

Zhao Wushuang's damaged memories were spliced ​​into a series of pictures, which actually penetrated the layer of black light around the periphery of his mind and fed back into the minds of the girls.

Everyone's impressions were fed back truthfully, and when they heard Zhao Wushuang's inner voice, they couldn't help their noses sore.

It turns out that this guy still has me in his heart, and all the girls thought so in their hearts.

But they can only receive that part of the memory information about them, and cannot spy on other people. Zhao Wushuang should also be thankful that some kind-hearted person set up such a rule, which saved him from a social death.

"Wushuang...he moved again."

They cheered and smiled brightly like a little girl.

Zhao Wushuang flicked his hand a few times, and then turned his head, and during Fox Ji's consciousness detection, the black light that stayed in Zhao Wushuang's mind actually squirmed slowly, apparently the things it wrapped were trying to tear apart. break its grip.

At this time, in the Tianwenzong mountain gate far away in another place, many powerhouses of the Great Song Divine Kingdom stationed here to rest and heal their injuries.

In Tianwen Sovereign Mountain, Xin Yiyang was in the first place in the resplendent conference hall. He picked up a bowl of tea and took a sip. He was as calm as a mountain, exuding the demeanor that a quasi-emperor should have.

It doesn't matter if he is only a little away from Emperor Zhun, what matters is who he is working for.

And sitting on the same level as him at the moment was a thin old man in a black robe.

The old man was almost as thin as a skeleton, with a large black robe on his body, which looked extremely abrupt, and he also covered himself with a hat, making it impossible for people to see clearly the facial expressions under the shadows.

"The Great Song Dynasty dispatched a half-step quasi-emperor, the head of the three major sects, and a half-step ancient artifact. I thought it would be a ruin, but who would have thought that it would be a big defeat."

Under the shadow of the wide black robe, a sarcastic laugh came out, piercing Xin Yiyang's scar mercilessly.

Xin Yiyang's expression froze for a moment, but he soon regained his tranquility. He put down the teacup in his hand, and said lightly:
"Didn't you people in the Soul Palace also suffer from him? And let him escape from the restricted area of ​​​​life. After seven or eight years of searching, he still hasn't been found. In the end, we have to rely on our Song Dynasty to determine his identity. It seems more embarrassing."

Hearing this, the laughter of the old man in black robe stopped abruptly.After he paused for a while, he said calmly: "This incident is a shame to the entire Soul Palace! That kid killed the fourth elder's most beloved grandson, and even took away the treasure of our Soul Palace, how could we let him go?" Freedom."

"Are you sure that kid can't escape the nightmare?" Xin Yiyang thought for a while, and expressed his worry.

The black-robed old man opened his palm, and a small cloud of gray mist sprayed out, and gradually condensed into an object, which was the ferocious skull.

"Don't worry, Nightmare Demon Spirit's deep nightmare, once someone gets caught, there will be no solution." The black-robed old man said confidently.

As soon as he finished speaking, a small crack suddenly opened between the eyebrows of the ferocious human head in his hand.

(End of this chapter)