I am Han Sanqian

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Xu Hai nodded: "I believe it should have been three years ago when our clan was attacked by a group of people in black. In that melee, the old patriarch must have sent the new patriarch to the village’s secret escape route to let her leave. In order not to reveal her identity, she ate her fairy tears. Not only could she forget the painful memories here, but also could completely hide herself."

"Then this kind of thing has an antidote."

"Yes!" Xu Haidao: "All the secrets of the Pangu clan, from Pangu axe to trivial matters, are recorded, but this record is with the patriarch. But although she is the new patriarch, it is obvious that she has never had it. Any coronation ceremonies, so it must not have these inheritance, so everything is still with the old patriarch. But the old patriarch is dead.

Wang Simin said: "That's very simple, wait until tomorrow day, can we ask the ghost of the old patriarch?"

Han Sanqian frowned. It was obvious that Han Sanqian felt that this was impossible.

Xu Hai sighed bitterly: "The leaders of the group of people in black were behind in the massacre of the village. On the one hand, they did not get any treasure from us, so they became irritated. On the other hand, they wanted to cover up their crimes, so a purgatory was set up here. Array, trapped the souls of all the dead Pangu tribesmen here, and will suffer from it day and night for eternal life here."

Qin Qingfeng frowned. Seeing Han Sanqian looking at him, he shook his head, indicating that he hadn't done it before: "The Purgatory Array is a ghost refining technique in the world of eight directions, which can extract all the beautiful memories of trapped souls. Leaving, let the dead soul be immersed in only painful memories forever. Over time, the resentment of the dead soul will grow bigger and bigger, and the caster can absorb these resentments to strengthen their own strength.

Wang Simin frowned: "There is such a nasty sorcery in the world? This slaughterer should really be cut and killed."

Xu Hai nodded: "Because my apparent identity is the son of the village chief, those gangsters thought I was the next patriarch. Therefore, they saved my life and trapped me in the purgatory array. Tonight, watching my race struggle in the abyss of pain, forcing me to tell the secret treasure of the Pangu clan."

In the past three years, Xu Hai has watched this in his clan every day, and his body and mind are almost collapsed. Therefore, during the day, he will take advantage of the suspension of the purgatory formation to remove the beauty that has been drawn away by the formation. Memory reorganizes the old scene of Wuyou Village.

On the one hand, this is Xu Hai’s best way to comfort himself. The gangsters didn’t notice this, and they didn’t stop it, because the falsehood of Wuyou Village could deceive some people who came here and cover up the truth. At the same time, Xu Hai also needs a point of venting to kill Xu Hai, which is of no benefit to them.

Han Sanqian bit his back teeth slightly, these gangsters are nothing more than homicides, and there are still such vicious and cruel ways to persecute the villagers in Wuyou Village.

Killing and whip the corpse is nothing more than that.

"But these remnants of memories are basically incomplete, and many of them are only a few moments away. Therefore, most of the time, they stay in that short period of time." Xu Hai said.

Han Sanqian nodded: "So, Xiaoer and the village chief don't know Xiaotao. It's not that they are lying, but in fact, there are only a few days or even one day in their remnant memories."

Seeing Xu Hai nodding, Han Sanqian finally understood why when asked Xiaoer and the village chief, their answers often made people feel very strange, but Han Sanqian had carefully observed their words. Shi's expression, that appearance, clearly does not seem to be lying.

Now, Han Sanqian was relieved, they really didn't lie, it was their other memories of many people and things, they didn't have any.Even if you ask him who his parents are, or if you ask him anything beyond his memory, he doesn't even know.

But, who would ordinary people go there to ask?!

"Yes." Xu Hai confirmed: "The dead soul of the real village chief is no different from the undead army around me. Under the ravages of the three-year purgatory, he is no different from the walking dead."

"Then you mean, no one knows the antidote to fairy tears?" Wang Simin asked in surprise.

Xu Hai nodded: "At least, so far."

"Damn!" Han Sanqian gritted his teeth, and he was very unwilling. After spending so much time and effort for a long time, did it turn out to be nothing?!

At this time, Qin Qingfeng, who had not said anything, stood up: "I have a way."

The three and Xu Hai looked at Qin Qingfeng with joy and inconceivability: "Do you have a way?"

Qin Qingfeng nodded and looked at Xu Hai and said, "Yes, but this requires you to sacrifice."

Xu Hai hardly thought about it, and said firmly: "As long as he can help the new patriarch and the true god, even if he wants to go to the pan, Xu Hai will never say a word."

"Things of evil and evil, the most fearful thing is the filthy thing, and the most central point of a formation is the formation eye. Since Xu Hai can control these undead, it means that he is the formation eye. Therefore, there is no way. difficult."

After Qin Qingfeng finished speaking, he focused on Wang Simin and Xiao Tao.

Wang Simin was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Qin Qingfeng smiled mysteriously, pulling Han Sanqian and starting his action.

It is really difficult to break the formation of Purgatory. After all, it is impossible to find the life gate of the formation. Breaking the formation is just empty talk, but the void is a master of formation. As the seventh elder of the void, Qin Qingfeng naturally faces each formation. There is research.

No matter how weird and strange the formation is, it is still invariable to his sect, so what Qin Qingfeng has to do is to do some tricks on the sect.

The white tiger evil in the southwest and the blue dragon gate in the east are the weakest link in most of the formations. Qin Qingfeng planted two flags in these two places, and then ordered Wang Simin and Xiaotao to remove their own menstrual belts. Place under two small flags.

Qin Qingfeng held the other two small flags and waved his hands, the small chess inserted in two directions suddenly exploded!

At almost the same time, Xu Hai suddenly exploded two blood holes in his body.

At almost the same time, the entire sky changed color, and the villages of Wuyou Village were also shrouded in blood red.

"The formation can only last for ten minutes, Xu Hai, quickly find the village chief."

Xu Hai forced to endure the severe pain on his body, nodded, and then closed his eyes and thought, a figure staggered out of the blood red in the distance.

At the same time, in a mansion in Tianhu City, a middle-aged man suddenly frowned: "Someone broke my formation and went to Wuyou Village!"