"But if I tell you that if I don't hand Jiangling over to Zhang San, she will die at Wang Ermazi or even Du Jinghong's hands. Do you believe it?" Long Wu leaned into Li Shier's ear: "You are my first man, even in the time of going back. So, please remember that seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is not necessarily true."

"Do you want me to thank you?"

Li Shier smiled.

Don't want to talk anymore.

All his thoughts were on that black bottle.

"Stopwatch, I can't save you now. Because I know, you want to be like this now. But I tell you now that the power of wind and fire are related to this bottle. What you are in front of you is the most powerful thing in the Wanshan League, the Heart of God."

Long Wu took two steps back and said with a calm face: "If you don't die, I'm willing to be your woman."

As soon as she left, Du Jinghong took the bottle and walked to Li Shier.

"I told them that you can't kill. So, they thought of a way. It's meaningless to kill you. But you can transform you into a killing machine, a killing machine under their command."

Du Jinghong grinned and said with a smile: "This, I have experience. I participated in your memory back then. This time, it was just a little more thorough. But to be honest, after you left, Zhang San came again, and there was no change."

"So." Li Shier asked back.

"There will be an existence that erases your memory in this bottle. Then, they will put this heart in your body. I don't want you to die, I hope you fight with Zhang San."

He opened the bottle and pressed the mouth of the bottle to Li Shier's chest.

"Seal your memory, even if it is physical death, I will find an opportunity to make you survive." Du Jinghong carried a silver needle between his fingers.

This method is similar to the memory of the prophet taking away Yin Feng.

"No need." Li Shier blew and the needle broke.

"Then... I wish you good luck." Du Jinghong pressed the bottle in disappointment.

In a moment!
Chapter completed!