C10 How Strong Is the Memory

Seeing that Huang Yi Hua had actually dodged his attack, Hong Tian fiercely said, "I don't know if you'll still have such good luck next time."

Huang Yi Hua, who didn't have the time to get up, only felt as if a violent wind was howling above his head. He didn't have the time to get up and just rolled around like a donkey. A heart-piercing pain came from his back, causing him to nearly faint on the spot.

Fresh blood spurted out like a fountain as the torn clothes were instantly dyed red. Then, they slowly fell to the ground with popping sounds.

Hong Tian licked the blood on his sword. With an intoxicated expression, he said, "How delicious is it? It's been a long time since I've tasted something so good." Suddenly, with eyes as glaring as King Kong's, the two balls that were staring at Huang Yi Hua almost burst into flames. The venom in his voice was even more apparent, "Brat, today I will let you know the consequences of offending Lord Hong. No one has ever been able to live freely and unrestrainedly after offending him. You have to die, you have to die! "

The veins on Hong Tian's face were popping out, giving him an indescribably hideous appearance. He was like a demon that had just left purgatory, his entire body emitting a thick smell of blood.

The loss of blood only made Huang Yi Hua feel weak all over, his hands and feet were weak, and his eyes became misty and hazy as he looked at his surroundings.

Suddenly, Hong Tian's killing intent shocked him. He forcefully bit his tongue, trying his best to stay awake.

"Kid, today I will make you beg for death. Didn't you run fast just now? I'll cut off both your feet, and see how you still run today. "

As soon as the voice fell, a sword shadow appeared and chopped towards Huang Yi Hua's feet.

Huang Yi Hua did not dare to be slow and used all his strength to forcefully push himself off the ground. He had to use all his strength in order to avoid the attack. The intense movement caused more wounds to appear on his back, and more blood spurted out from them. His legs went soft and he almost lost his balance. Luckily, there was a big tree beside him, which he managed to barely keep from falling off his feet.

"I don't know if I'll be able to escape fifteen years if I can make it past the first day."

He didn't even have the time to catch his breath when Hong Tian Ru once again appeared like a shadow following him.

"Look at my yellow sand."

Hong Tian instinctively retreated and immediately knew that he had been tricked. The malevolence on his face was even more terrifying as he glared maliciously at Huang Yi Hua. His voice was as cold as winter, so cold that it could freeze one's blood.

"Brat, you're courting death."

Being enraged again and again, Hong Tian couldn't care less about torturing Huang Yi Hua anymore. The only goal in his mind was to kill him, and he had to kill him no matter what.

Huang Yi Hua saw that his head was getting closer and closer to the sword.

"..."

Wei Jiang became silent. Now, he also believed that Shu Meng was not lying to him, and more fragments flashed through his mind.

When he saw Shu Meng's face again, he felt a sense of familiarity.

What a strange feeling! This was the first time he had felt this way in more than two years. His heart began to beat faster, and his blood became even hotter.

If he thought about it now, he was just a little bit away!

The fragments spun faster and faster in his mind. In the end, they all turned into ashes.

Sigh! A trace of sadness flashed across Wei Jiang's eyes. He initially thought that he could remember those things this time around. However, now that his efforts had failed, he was quite satisfied with his harvest today. He had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before he remembered everything.

"Uncle Wei, if you want to recover the memories you lost earlier, then I advise you to go to the Shu Kingdom. I think there's something you want there. "

"The Shu Kingdom?" Wei Jiang's mind formed a familiar scene as his breathing quickened. Staring at Shu Meng, he couldn't help but ask, "Where is the Shu Empire? Am I from there?"

Shu Meng didn't reply, she only looked at him silently. Obviously, she didn't intend to give Wei Jiang too many hints. Actually, she was feeling very nervous too. She was afraid that if she reminded Wei Jiang too much, he would immediately recover his memories. At that time, she would probably only be able to get caught by him. This was the reason why she told him the name of Shu Country. In order to recover his memories, he would have to leave her. Of course, she didn't lie to Wei Jiang, because if she went there, Wei Jiang would meet more familiar people, which would help him recover his memories.

"Since that's the case, I shall take a walk around the Shu Kingdom." Although I always felt that there was something behind your words, I sensed that you didn't intend to harm me. I'll believe you this once, but I don't know if the person beside you is dead yet. "

Having originally been secretly delighted in her heart, Shu Meng instantly turned pale. Huang Yi Hua was no longer here, and neither was Hong Tian. Could it be? Thinking about that result, her face turned even paler.

He no longer had time to talk to Wei Jiang and disappeared from the forest in the blink of an eye. Along the way, he chased after the direction that Huang Yi Hua had disappeared in.

Pfft.

Accompanying the crisp sound of the sword section, Hong Tian's throat opened up and fresh blood flowed out of his mouth like running water. His face was pale and devoid of any color.

Huang Yi Hua was also stunned as he blankly stared at Hong Tian and then looked at the sword in his hand. For a moment, his brain couldn't wrap its head around it.

It turned out that when Huang Yi Hua thought he was dead for sure, he used his hand to block Hong Tian's sword. This was all his instinct. However, the result left him dumbstruck. Hong Tian had mysteriously been severely injured and a sword had mysteriously appeared in his hand.

He carefully sized up the sword in his hand. He felt that this swordsman was very familiar, and also very delicate.

The ancient sword emitted a faint glow, especially the heavy feeling on the sword, making Huang Yi Hua feel like this sword was a historical old man, carrying an endless amount of time with him. The patterns on the sword were so complicated and exquisite that it caused one's eyes to be confused.

Especially the aura that came from the sword that was connected to his flesh and blood. His eyes almost popped out. Everything that had happened today was too strange. He only felt that he was in a dream, a dream that he would never be able to unravel.

Hong Tian looked greedily at the sword in Huang Yi Hua's hand. Although it was heavily injured, it couldn't stop his greed for Huang Yi Hua's exquisite and ancient sword. As a swordsman, the sword was their second life. He could naturally feel that the sword in Huang Yi Hua's hand was no ordinary weapon. He had the confidence to keep it for himself.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Hong Tian stared coldly at Huang Yi Hua. He wanted to give him a bit of pressure.

"Brat, as long as you give me the sword in your hand, I can consider sparing your life."

Under Hong Tian's cold gaze, Huang Yi Hua indeed felt a pressure, but immediately, a strange power came from his body and the pressure disappeared. He could not believe that this power came from the sword.

Without that pressure, Huang Yi Hua was not afraid of Hong Tian's icy gaze.

"You want my sword? I wonder if you have the ability to take it."

Since there were some things that were destined to never be good, then there was no need to go but the heart had no consequences.

"Kill!"