But I have had feelings for so many years, and I won’t throw them away even if they are eliminated.
Qing Shui was riding the Hellfire Phoenix, thinking about something leisurely in the sky. Immortal Paradise returned very early, and he didn't know if anyone from the Xianglong Organization would stop him.
Qing Shui, who had nothing to do, seemed to be listening attentively.
When Qing Shui mentioned the Divine Ear Listening Skill, he thought of the six-eared macaque in the myth of his previous life. It was really terrifying. His strongest ability was listening. Not only did Bodhi Patriarch teach Sun Wukong the seventy-two transformations, somersault clouds, and more. Even the Golden Thunder Escape Technique of the Dapeng clan was learned by him... This is how he got all his skills.
Qingqing's four-eared macaque didn't know how strong it was, or whether it could hear something. After all, the past life was a myth, and there was no way to know whether it was accurate or not.
But now that I have acquired this Divine Ear Listening Skill, it is still very scary, and what is said above is also very magical. As long as you practice it to the extreme, you can hear the sounds of Kyushu, you can hear any sound, you can hear the virtual and the real...
As time passed, Qing Shui was completely immersed in the Divine Ear Listening Technique. The technique that could appear in the ancient temple would definitely not be that bad.
When Qing Shui finished reading, he exhaled a long breath. The cultivation method had been memorized by heart. Qing Shui didn't know if this thing was useless. Even if it was to practice listening to the extreme, what was the use? Was it just for listening
However, Qing Shui still decided to practice. Since he had time anyway, there might be unexpected gains.
Suddenly a powerful spiritual consciousness enveloped him. This was already the edge of Xianglong State. He looked up and saw about ten people blocking his group's way. Each one of them exuded a terrifying aura, which was very powerful. , absolutely powerful, even stronger than the Immortal Paradise.
The Immortal of Paradise was also among them. Needless to say, he was a member of the Xianglong Organization.
At this time, Qing Shui's eyes were as sharp as knives, and his figure appeared in the front like a roc spreading its wings, looking at the man leading the opposite side.
The man is as handsome as jade, and he seems to have just reached middle age. His clothes are not luxurious, but there is an aura of luxury when he wears them, and that aura is particularly strong.
What made Qing Shui react so strongly was that the man's appearance was exactly the same as the portrait of the man he saw, but his temperament was different. This man's aura was too strong, and he had an indescribable majesty.
The man stood with his hands behind his back and stared at Qing Shui, because their appearance was strikingly similar. If the man were twenty years younger, he would look more like Qing Shui.
"It really looks like it. I didn't believe it at first. It's such a coincidence." The man smiled softly.
"Do you have a blue mole on your third rib?" Qing Shui said softly.
The man's body trembled. His memory was missing for more than twenty years. That memory was blank. There seemed to be a little bit, but he couldn't grasp it. This mole was a secret. Almost no one knew it, because he had already known it. Hide it.
"Who are you? Do you know me?" The man seemed a little excited at this moment.
"You have indeed lost your memory." Qing Shui shook his head gently.
Demon Lord stood next to Qing Shui with a very strange look on his face.
"Qing Shui, now that you know who he is, I wonder if you can join the Xianglong organization now. Don't worry I won't treat you badly. Maybe if you come, Longtou's memory will slowly recover." Immortal Paradise smiled.
The Demon Lord remained calm and just kept looking at Qing Shui gently. The first person she tried to believe was Qing Shui. Qing Shui's next decision would have a great impact on her.
"You are being controlled with drugs, Boss, you are just a poor puppet." Qing Shui looked at the man with a smile.
"Presumptuous, no matter whether you are the son of the leader or not, I will teach you a lesson today."
The man was stunned, but an old man rushed towards Qing Shui and punched Qing Shui suddenly. The punch quickly grew in size, reaching a size of more than ten meters, with red fire on it.
Volcano punch!
"You have no place to speak here. Don't you feel that you are despising your leader now?" With a flash in the blue sailor's hand, the golden halberd appeared in his hand.
The first of the Ancient God’s nine moves!
The technique used in Qingshui is far superior to what the Demon Lord used to perform.
puff!
One shot directly penetrated the opponent's fist, and the remaining force directly penetrated the old man!
One move in seconds!
Qing Shui shook the opponent directly back.
"At first glance, it seems that they are specifically targeting our Xianglong organization. They actually used vulgar disguise methods to paralyze us and take advantage of the opportunity to kill. Let's all join in and kill him first." An old man next to the man shouted loudly.
"Yes, Dragon Head, give the order to kill him!"
The man is a little confused now. After so many years, he has said that he is a puppet but he has never felt it. He just feels that his subordinates will listen to the ancestor, and there is nothing wrong with listening to the ancestor!
But he always felt that he was missing something, but he never imagined that the mysterious old man had any good intentions for him. He trained him with his own hands, including all the techniques and elixirs. His kindness to him was immeasurable. , he saved him, but why he almost died is unclear.
Everything he owns belongs to him, so if there is anything left to gain, he can just take what he wants, so he doesn't understand.
Qing Shui had long thought that he had lost his memory, but he was really sure that he was still a little weird after losing his memory, because there is no cure for amnesia, unlike meridians, which can be repaired if broken, but this kind of consciousness can only be restored by itself.
This is something Qing Shui can't do anything about. If he can recover, Qing Shui now only needs to help him recover his memory. However, Qing Shui also feels that he has amnesia due to drugs.
If it is drug amnesia, as long as you use an antidote and remove the drug, you may be able to restore your memory. At worst, you should be able to restore some impressive memories.
"How about we talk?" The man looked at Qing Shui and said.
"Longtou, if you have anything to discuss with them, just do it. If something happens to you, we have no way to explain it to our ancestors."
The man frowned. It was the ancestor every time. He felt a little uncomfortable hearing about the ancestor now. These are his most capable subordinates who always talk about the ancestor.
"Back off!" the man shouted coldly.
"Dragon head!"
"You think I don't dare to kill you. When will it be your turn to tell me what to do?" The man looked at the old man, his hand already on the weapon.
The others simply retreated and retreated far away.