Chapter 135 The Fuse of World War (11K words, please subscribe and collect)

Author: Xionglangdog

Chapter 135 The Fuse of World War (11K words, please subscribe and collect)

Listening to the crazy words of the woman in white, Mu Tianjiao's face turned cold.

She thought in her mind: "According to Master, as long as Lin Xing is handed over to the Taiqing Sect, the failure of the sect leader will become inevitable."

"And what I want to do is to find a way to catch Lin Xing after the Taiqing Sect's leader fails."

Thinking of this, a trace of confusion arose in her heart: "But judging from the current situation, the gap between Taiqingmen and Lin Xing is like an army and a flock of sheep. Lin Xing has no possibility of resistance at all."

"In that case, why can Lin Xing stop the sect master?"

Just as Mu Tianjiao was running through various thoughts in his head, the woman in white had already thrown a doll towards Mu Tianjiao: "Go on."

"What you want to know is in this."

Mu Tianjiao pinched the doll with disgust and said coldly: "What is this?"

"It's your own memory." The woman in white said with a half-smile, "Don't you dare to read it?"

Mu Tianjiao said coldly: "That's nonsense. I have never conducted any memory transactions at all. How can I have memories in your hands?"

The woman in white laughed. She squatted down, reached out and stroked Ling Yufen's head, and said quietly: "How do you know that your memory has not been extracted?"

After picking up Ling Yufen's head, the woman in white chuckled and said, "This little girl doesn't even remember that her memory was taken away."

"When that brat from Xingxiao Sect wanted to borrow someone from us, I lent you to him."

"This time the brat gave you back by the way."

"Speaking of which, you can be regarded as the person he promised to hand over to me."

Murderous intent surged in Mu Tianjiao's eyes: "You want to mess with my mind?"

The woman in white casually dropped Ling Yufen's head on the ground, her body couldn't help trembling, and she laughed: "Hahahaha... Damn it, I can't help but laugh every time I see you people playing this trick, or you guys?

Play……"

Seeing the other party laughing continuously, Mu Tianjiao's eyes were filled with uncertainty. Looking at the doll in her hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in her heart.

If you want to know whether what the other person says is true, just accept the memory in this doll.

But if she accepts the memories in it, will she still be the same person?

Is what the other party said the truth, or is it a conspiracy to mess with her mind and take the opportunity to seize her body?

At this moment, a dazzling flash suddenly lit up, instantly blocking the vision of everyone present.

Mu Tianjiao thought to herself, "Is it a flash bomb? Niu Yihu used it?"

Then there was a loud boom, and then a series of collisions.

When the vision was restored, it was seen that half of the entire house had collapsed.

The old man known as Uncle Song turned his head and walked out of the smoke: "I didn't expect that boy to be injured like this and still be able to run."

The woman in white looked at the blood on her sword and said, "I just touched it up a few more times. He shouldn't be able to run far."

Uncle Song said coldly: "He must want to escape back to the secret realm. Counting the time... If he can catch up, I will go."

Looking at the blood stains remaining on the ground, his figure flashed and shot out like a bolt of thunder. Accompanied by the roar of the ground under his feet, he appeared hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, what are you doing standing still?" The woman in white looked at Mu Tianjiao on the side with an expectant smile on her face: "Let's go play with that Lin Xing."

She tilted her head and smiled: "Well, let me think about it, why did he run away early?"

Mu Tianjiao looked at the other person's leaving figure, recalling the drastic changes in the situation before her, and couldn't help but think in her heart: "Master... is all this really what you expected?"

…

In the square of Taiqingmen.

After the competition in the ring to determine the top four, today's Taiqing Sect activities are still not over.

That night, under the watchful eyes of countless spectators who were full of envy, admiration, jealousy and other different emotions.

The four warriors came to the stage one by one to accept the rewards from the master of the Taiqing Sect.

This is a gift that anyone who reaches the top four will receive, and the competition that will take place after that will determine one of the four to become the direct disciple of the Taiqing Sect Master.

But no matter who is ranked first in the end, the top four at this moment are already successful in the eyes of countless people.

In the eyes of the audience, whether they join the Taiqing Sect or do other things, with their current strength and fame, everything will be smooth sailing.

"Please invite Lord Thunder Sword Xiang Yun to come on stage to receive the award!"

Amidst the envious eyes of countless people, a handsome man walked onto the stage with a smile and a high-spirited look on his face.

When passing by Bai Yiyi, he seemed to wink at the only woman among the top four.

Next to the girl puppet, Zhao Wanxi said: "Ancestor, this Xiang Yun seems to be interested in you. He was the one who brought gifts last time."

The girl puppet said calmly: "Just a little brat."

At the same time, Xiang Yun on the stage had been awarded a dagger by an elder of the Taiqing Sect.

The elder who gave him the dagger said: "This sword is the sword that the sect master wore when he was young. It is called the cold star, it cuts iron like mud, and its sharpness is unparalleled."

"The master of the sect has given you this sword, hoping that you will overcome obstacles and move forward courageously in the future."

As Xiang Yun took over the dagger, the audience cheered.

Xiang Yun felt the countless passionate gazes and felt his blood surge, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Thinking back on the hard training over the past year and the countless failures and setbacks I have experienced since childhood.

In order to obtain this superb martial arts, he spent almost all his time and energy in the past, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to martial arts.

Thinking of his master's encouragement and his parents' ardent expectations... At this moment, Xiang Yun felt that all the efforts he had made in the past were so worth it.

Taking over the dagger, Xiang Yun seemed to have felt that a more successful and brighter road was emerging before his eyes.

Starting from this competition in the ring, he will soar into the sky, step by step, to reach the cloud he has dreamed of for a long time.

Suddenly, he felt as if something from the dagger poured into his body and got into his mind.

His body seemed to be gradually losing control, and his consciousness was falling towards the endless darkness...

In the audience, Zhao Wanxi suddenly felt a little itchy on her shoulder. She scratched it subconsciously, and a trace of worry suddenly appeared in her heart.

Two days ago, when she asked her ancestor to help her take a look at the talisman on her back, she found that there was only the last faint trace left on it, and it seemed that it would completely disappear anytime and anywhere.

During this period, Zhao Wanxi followed the puppet girl in the ring every day. Not only was she in the limelight, she enjoyed the admiration of countless people, received various courtesy and favors, and also earned a lot of money for eating, drinking and having fun.

Especially since Lin Xing and Bai Yiyi experienced several killings in succession, the effect of the evil star seemed to have gradually disappeared. During this period, nothing strange happened to her anymore, which made her almost forget about her own.

uniqueness.

It can be said that these days are the happiest time Zhao Wanxi has lived in her life.

But when she thought of the talisman on her back that was about to disappear, she couldn't help but feel a trace of worry flashing through her heart.

At the same time, boxing champion Meng Tiangao and Taiqing Shenxiu Ren Zhaotian were also invited to the stage one after another, and were awarded a wrist guard and a dagger respectively amidst the cheers of the audience.

Bai Yiyi has been carefully watching the process and all the movements of the three people on stage, and also saw the changes in the expressions of the three people every moment, especially the flash of trance and confusion.

Her mind gradually sank, and her voice was no longer transmitted through the puppet girl, but directly to Zhao Wanxi's heart.

"What Lin Xing said is indeed true. The Taiqing Sect will use small objects such as dolls and swords to instill memories into people..."

That day, Lin Xing broke into the outer sect headquarters alone and saw with his own eyes the process of brainwashing of the Evil Slayer's men, and then he thought of what happened to Master Bai.

But because he had no further information at the time, and because he was worried about Master Bai's condition, Lin Xing did not tell the puppet girl about these things that day.

However, after kidnapping Xiang Tianqi and obtaining more memories about the Taiqing Sect transaction from the president, Lin Xing knew that he had to tell Master Bai some things.

Even if these things may cause a serious blow to Bai Yiyi's mental state, he must inform the other party because it may be related to the other party's subsequent life safety.

At this moment, when Zhao Wanxi heard Bai Yiyi's words coming into her mind, a trace of worry flashed in her heart: "Have they all been brainwashed?"

Bai Yiyi replied: "Not sure yet."

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but persuade: "It feels a bit dangerous, ancestor, why don't we just listen to senior brother and retreat to the door first?"

Zhao Wanxi thought of the talisman on her back that had disappeared or not, and a very bad feeling emerged in her heart: "Has my evil star started to work again?"

Bai Yiyi's voice revealed an unprecedented firmness: "No matter what, I want to confirm it myself."

"If you hold this for a while, if I tell you to run, just be ready to run."

Zhao Wanxi took the cat doll handed over by the puppet girl, and an ominous premonition emerged in her heart. She wanted to persuade the other party, but she could feel the resolute attitude of her ancestor.

Bai Yiyi added: "Don't worry too much, I dare to come here only when I am certain."

"And your Tiansha Lone Star, maybe the unlucky one is the one on the opposite side..."

At the same time, shouts came from the stage: "Please come on stage to accept the awards one by one!"

I saw the puppet girl suddenly move, like a crane spreading its wings, leaping up lightly and gracefully, turning over several times in the air and then landed on the stage, instantly arousing cheers.

Being able to perform this action so easily and smoothly is naturally because Bai Yiyi just used the magic of possessing spirits.
To be continued...