Demon Sword God

"Why! Why is my memory in your hands!" The blue liquid is exactly the memory sea formed by compressing countless memories in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness. And the soul-shaking fluctuations clearly told Qing

Ming, those are all the memories that I and Qingqing lost three years ago.

"It seems that this thing that I casually saved still has some appeal to you. I think we can sit down quietly and have a good talk."

As the majestic words ended, the space under Mu Lin's body suddenly bulged. Then, a huge black sarcophagus slowly emerged from the space. Mu Lin's body quietly landed on the lid of the sarcophagus.

, the rate of drying out suddenly slows down.

"Who are you..." Qing Ming was deeply entangled in his heart. Everything happening in front of him now was beyond his understanding. Especially the person he was facing, from the beginning

All the abilities he has shown since his awakening are unmatched by him.

A trembling feeling from the soul slowly climbed into Qing Ming's heart.

"Right now, you are not qualified to know my name, but time is running out. People in the world will inevitably have inconveniences, so..." The majestic voice paused and suddenly changed his tone.

"How about making a deal?"

"Deal..." Qing Ming sneered, a little disappointed.

"Do I have the right to refuse..."

"For you, this deal will only make you a profit." The majestic voice paused again, and then answered unhurriedly: "For three years, I need you to follow and protect this silly boy for three years. Within three years.

Keep him alive, and I will return all your memories three years from now."

"That's it?" Qing Mingming was stunned for a moment. The other party's request far exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that the other party would ask him to do something difficult to accomplish, but in the end the answer he gave turned out to be... accompany Mu Lin for three years.

?

"Just stay with him for three years?" Qing Ming couldn't believe the other party's request, and asked cautiously.

"As long as he doesn't die within three years, you can do whatever you want." The answer in a majestic voice gave Qing Ming reassurance.

"Okay, I promise you, and I hope you will abide by the agreement."

"I have never broken my promise, so now, it's time for you to come and save him." The container containing Qing Ming's memory disappeared into the space in an instant. Qing Ming felt a little lost, but he still walked to the side of the black coffin.

A hand touches the cold body of Hei Coffin. Why... does it feel so familiar...

"Use the soul power of your soul sacrifice to drive all the bloody fighting energy to the Dantian, and leave the rest to me."

Qing Ming raised a hand and placed it on the skin on Mu Lin's chest that had gradually become darker and harder. A white light flashed through his eyes, and the pale soul power slowly flowed into Mu Lin's hand along Qing Ming's hand.

Lin's body.

The black-brown vicious fighting spirit was reflected in an instant.

The pure light element was originally the nemesis of evil. As soon as Qing Ming's light element soul power entered Mu Lin's body, countless brown-black auras quickly and uneasily escaped from Mu Lin's chest.

"Push them together, quickly." A majestic voice ordered. Qing Ming did not dare to delay, and urged the soul power to start swimming in Mu Lin's meridians, driving away the brown-black fighting spirit. Gradually, Mu Lin

Under Qing Ming's deliberate guidance, the brown-black fighting energy in his body gradually gathered above Mu Lin's dantian.

The green power in Mu Lin's body suddenly burst out with dazzling light after the black-brown fighting energy was withdrawn in large quantities, quickly repairing the black, hard and shriveled flesh and blood on Mu Lin's chest, but Qing Ming could also clearly see that the green

His Taoist power seemed to be a little weak. Under the raging golden light of the God of Thunder, the green Taoist power only protected Mu Lin's heart and could no longer move forward.