The corners of Qin Yu's mouth twitched constantly.

God knows whether people of the Wu Clan have pits in their brains.

Look at Gongtian, a typical girl controls one.

Even married his own sister and became his own wife,

As for Gong Tian's sister, she has an unclear affection for Gong Tian.

Qin Yu vaguely felt that it seemed to be a kind of deep and deep affection.

"Then I understand you very well, but why hasn't he found you since you've been hiding here for so many years?" Qin Yu wanted to break the embarrassment, and asked without words.

A trace of desolation flashed in Yu Xian'er's eyes.

Just like Qin Yu asked, Gong Tian has never discovered the existence of Yu Xian'er.

This is actually due to the ancestry of the Wu clan in Yu Xian'er.

The blood flowing in her body was several times more pure than Gongtian.

The blood of the Wu clan, the higher the purity, the more it will suppress the clan with the lowest blood purity.

The simplest example is that Yu Xian'er can hide in the black memory until now, but Gong Tian hasn't noticed it at all.

"What's the reason for blood purity?" Qin Yu murmured.

If it were just that simple, Qin Yu would not believe it.

Gong Tian's strength, no matter how to say, is a great horror existence.

Even if the state is weakened into the soul, it is not comparable to the average big horror-level guy.

So the question is, can the blood purity of the Wu clan really be stronger than the strength gap?

Qin Yu would never believe it anyway.

Qin Yu had a vague conjecture in his heart.

If Gong Tian had already discovered the existence of Yu Xian'er, he just didn't say it.

He didn't dare to say this kind of thought when he killed Qin Yu.

Yu Xian'er looked like a very mature woman, but her mental maturity was far behind.

Qin Yu was also nervous about being able to tell Yu Xianer's mouth so easily.

God knows if Yu Xian'er will kill Qin Yu because Qin Yu inquires about their family's secrets.

"That's it, since you know where Yu Linglong's daughter is, now take me to find her." Yu Xian'er said to Qin Yu lightly.

Qin Yu's face suddenly became bitter.

"I said beauty, you can see if you can wake me up, if I can leave the philosophy, I will take you to find Lin Xue now" Qin Yu smiled bitterly.

The shape of this memory should have been a memory ball.

According to Gong Tian's previous statement, Qin Yu can only recover if he masters the memory and possesses Chen Lan's use of the Yutian Kandi technique.

This is actually what Gong Tian didn't say directly.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Yu can't go if he wants to go now.

To put it even more, the memory did not follow Gongtian's settings at all. It was more like a book that would go against the wild at any time. Although I don't know what the span is, every time the memory is fast forwarded, it will not be repeated.

So far, Qin Yu hasn't found that this man named Chen Lan has used the imperial heaven and earth technique several times.

"Things are naturally done step by step. You can master all the memories of this guy before talking." Yu Xian'er said lightly.

Seeing Qin Yu wrinkled into a bitter gourd-like face, Yu Xian'er felt somewhat amused in her heart.

All of what Qin Yu is experiencing now is controlled by Yu Xian'er.

Whether it's the memories before, or the things she said before.

In fact, she had foreseen this kind of result a long time ago

And she could also feel how powerful Qin Yu would become under her interference.

Only in this way can she save her occasional glimpse and see the great horror that is about to happen in this universe.

——

Void has no color.

But the universe has its own background.

Perhaps it represents individuality, or it represents independence.

This is also a metaphor for black in this universe.

No matter how horrible a mortal battle is, it is only a mortal.

But the battle between the ten statues is different.

boom!

The Prisoner of the Underworld flew in an instant.

At the position where the Prisoner Ming had just stayed, an old man with bright red hair sneered at the Senior Prisoner Ming.

These people are undoubtedly chaos wanderers.

Only an extreme force like the Chaos Wanderer can make a tie with the ten who dominate many universes.

The reason why the ten statues are tyrannical is not because of anything else, but because as long as the ten statues are in this universe, they will absorb the power of this universe at all times.

No matter how weak the ten statues are, in the end, they will become a powerful existence.

The Prisoner of Darkness has existed for a long, long time

For a second, he was still wondering if he was alive in the ancient giant.

At the moment he had just been evacuated, he stupefied a glimpse of the strange red-haired old man's body that instantly became extremely huge.

Then, the huge fist slammed on the body of the prisoner.

"Puff!" Ming Prisoner squirted blood abruptly.

At this time, his strength is still at the level of King's Landing.

I thought it was just to clean up some little guys, but I didn't expect the Chaos Wanderers to come to this world in a group.

He knew that those who came were bad.

At the same time, in the darkness, Canglingzun watched this scene faintly.

The power of the prisoner is well known.

But compared to others such as Canglingzun, there is still a big gap.

The reason why he thinks that his strength is tyrannical is that the people who contrast his strength are only people under ten.

Plus the tenth new respect who has just been here.

Ming Prisoner, there is a stinky temper.

Naturally, strength goes without saying.

But in some respects, it's always a rib.

Several venerables had a headache about this.

"If you can make him suffer, it would be worth the death of so many people." Cang Lin Zun muttered.

The next moment, Prisoner Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, floating from the void with a cold face.

"It seems that I won't give you a good color to look at, you really think that I am annoyed by Venerable Prisoner." Venerable Prisoner said coldly.

"Oh, I'm so scared, come and hit me if you have the ability." A little boy pointed his finger at Ming Prisoner with disdain.

"Buyi doll, I didn't expect you to come too." The moment Ming Prisoner's eyes saw the little boy, it was even more ugly.

Ragdoll, the youngest of the Chaos Wanderers.

But this kind of youth is at least several hundred years old.

It seems to be a cloth doll of an ordinary wife, but in fact it is a terrifying existence that kills tens of thousands of people without blinking.

Even among the Chaos Wanderers, it is very famous.

His principle is that he will kill anyone who is unhappy.

The smell of corpses can corrupt a universe where the commoner dolls have gone for so many years.

In the next second, a sneer was outlined at the corner of Bu Yi doll's mouth.

boom!

There was a strong vibration in the entire void.

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