"The demon god can afford to raise a lock talisman? How long have you been sacrificing blood? Ye Sheng snorted coldly, even if the demon clan is stronger in qi and blood, how long can the lock life talisman be raised.

She raised her hand and pinched her brows, the emotions that had erupted just now were fading away at this time, and a lot of memories appeared, but they were all related to the young man's prison.

It's only for a while, and I can't remember how to follow up, and I have a lot of questions in my heart, such as why the prison is using someone else's appearance, and she doesn't seem to know that this thing is a demon at that time.

And now she is almost gone, it's not that the lock life charm can't support it, it's that her own soul is escaping to the end, even if there is a lock life charm, death is always damaged to a certain extent, roughly estimated, at this time, the lock life charm is at least a hundred years old.

"You'll know the true meaning of the Demon God one day." The prison didn't answer her directly, but just said so.

Ye Sheng glared at her for a long time, not understanding the meaning of these words, and seeing that she didn't mean to explain, he turned around and walked into the bamboo building, and the prison man followed her silently.

Take a walk around the first floor and stay in the study, many of which are books that have been read in the Demon Trial Tower.

She picked up a book and flipped through it, it didn't help much to recover her memory, everything about the talismans was more like a reflex engraved in her bones, always knowing when to use what.

"Why do you have to get your memories back?" She closed the book, turned her head to look at the prison prisoner, and asked her.

The prison was silent for a while, "I found the life charm in your library, but how to summon your soul back and resurrect you, I only heard you talk about it, and I searched the continent and didn't find a way."

"What?" Ye Sheng's face fell, "So if I can't recover my memory within the time limit, I'll be finished, right?" Are you sure I can resurrect myself? ”

"You know the way, as long as there is, I can do it." The prison man's tone was indifferent, but with a determined and unwavering arrogance.

Ye Sheng looked at her fixedly for a moment, pulled another book from the shelf, and walked up to the second floor with it.

There were two bedrooms on the second floor, and she paused slightly: "Which one is mine?" ”

The jailer raised his hand and pointed.

She went in the door, the furnishings were very simple, the picture that popped up before she came here was probably a memory from earlier, life was extremely luxurious, and what was the reason for coming here to build a small building?

Looking at the prison and wanting to ask a question, she raised her hand first: "You have to think for yourself, what I told you is just a story for you." ”

"Okay." Ye Sheng nodded helplessly.

"Don't interfere with you, I'm leaving." The prison man took two steps back and said.

Ye Sheng just thought about it and remembered something, Huo Ran raised his head and stared at her with blazing eyes: "Wait! I still have something to ask, the Terran has ten peerless worlds and holy cities, what do you have to do as an immortal player? ”

"Is it a sword? Your real enemy is not him, don't care. He and I have some use, at least, he can help me decide how much humanity will survive in the end. As she spoke, the figure of the prison man gradually blurred, and before Ye Sheng could ask again, she had disappeared in place.

Pouted, what do you mean by that? I couldn't figure out for a while, what the hell was the prison going to do?

Shaking his head, it's still early, let's talk about it later.

She walked past the place where the prison had disappeared, opened the door to the hallway, and stood on the second floor to see a wider view, but also a large area of pink.

After looking at the bamboo building, she walked to the small pool, the bottom of the pool was deep and she couldn't see it, and she didn't know how this formation worked like this.

Leaning on a round stone on the edge of the pool, leaning over and scooping a handful of pool water, it is very cool. Watching the pool water flow down from between her fingers and back into the pool, she looked a little stunned.

In a daze, she stood up again, rubbing her forehead feeling a little tired, the memory she had just recovered had brought her some confusion.

Now she is still in the war world, and this must not be forgotten.

I didn't know what was going on over there, so I chatted privately.

"We crossed the bridge after a skeleton, and as soon as we crossed the bridge, we fell into a whirlpool, and now it's just me and Dingxian together, and everyone else is separated." Mu Yan looked at the very lively and crowded bazaar in front of him, and glanced at Dingxian, looking confused, "It looks like an illusion, is it the trial you said?" ”

"Possibly, I don't know." Ye Sheng sat down at the stone table, and the secret realm where many people participated was also separated, and it still depended on the background of the secret realm.

"What about everyone else?"

"I'm in a bustling bazaar with Dingxian, and I'm pretty normal. Xiao Xi's body is gone, and she has become a ghost floating around, and she seems to be still by the Lechuan River. Mu Yan and Ye Sheng were communicating, and Dingxian contacted the other team members to understand their situation.

"In a cave, he turned into a leopard. Well, the sword owl is on a misty mountain, and there is a luxurious white jade building, he can fly, the sword of the same kind. Estes didn't elaborate on her side. ”

Mu Yan told them all about the situation, Ye Sheng frowned, she didn't understand what it meant, she hadn't studied the so-called Huangquan Underworld.

"I can't help much, the secret realm rewards have always been simple, but they will bring you unexpected benefits." Ye Sheng yawned, a little sleepy, strange, even if the game character will be tired, but generally not too much mental consumption will not be sleepy, is there such a big consumption when she recovers some memory?

"Hmm." Mu Yan responded, looking at the noisy street in front of her, and then at Dingxian, at this time, both of them were dressed in ancient costumes, and Dingxian's usual clothes were relatively close to this, so she didn't feel anything, she looked a little weird.

"Let's go?" Dingxian looked up and proposed.

"Well, you should understand something, and I'll follow you." Mu Yan said.

The two of them walked up to the flow of people, observing the situation around them, occasionally glancing at the various stalls for sale. The voices in their ears were chaotic, there were gossip, arguments, and curses, but what was confusing was that those passers-by looked at them strangely, and even avoided them.

The sword owl flew around the mist-shrouded mountain, returned to the gate of the white jade palace, chose to open the gate, and walked into the empty palace.

Accustomed to the four-legged way of walking, Jun Gu tried to get out of the somewhat gloomy cave hidden in the cold pool, and there was a dense forest outside, which seemed to be calm.

An Xiaoxi wandered by the Lechuan River in a daze, at this time, there was no movement around except for those flowers on the other side that were quietly blooming, and there were no other people or ghosts, and the previous strange Lechuan River had no waves at this time.

Estes looked at the dark environment around him and the huge skeleton in front of him, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. There seemed to be a cacophony of shouts or curses in her ears, private resentment, resentment towards her.

A twisted body crouched on all fours crawled out of the darkness, and she hurriedly tried to take out her staff but grabbed it empty, but an ice spike appeared in the palm of her hand.

As she was about to attack, her pupils constricted, and countless twisted monsters crawled out of the darkness, many of them wearing familiar costumes.

And Ye Sheng, who was getting more and more tired, couldn't bear it, slid down the stone bench, and lay on the soft grass, his eyelids closed.

A breeze blew, stirring up pieces of fallen flowers, and a pink and white petal swirled and fell on the center of her brow.