Chapter 3062: Forgotten spread

Jiang Yun, who is moving forward, also heard this sound, and there was a sudden burst of pain in his mind. It was as if someone had put his hand into his brain and he was born with his own brain. I dig a piece of the same.

Jiang Yun’s heart trembled: “I lost the relationship with whom?”

Among the boundaries of the extraterrestrial battlefield, a group of monks are capturing a monster.

Among them, a young monk suddenly felt a tingling in the brain, like a needle, let him stop his figure, stand there, his face full of ecstasy.

The companion around him saw that he suddenly stopped, and asked inexplicably: "What happened to you?"

The young monk murmured: "I seem to have forgotten something!"

The companion shook his head and said: "You can forget what, don't delay, there are a lot of monsters here. If you are single, if you encounter a monster group, then you will not only forget what, your own life will always be forgotten. Here!"

Looking at the figure of the companion's departure, the young monk patted his head in a powerful way: "Strange, what I forgot, it seems to be a very important person!"

"Hey!"

On behalf of Jiang Yun's traceable body, the sound of crisp sounds continually sounded.

The blood of the road began to break two or three consecutive!

Thus, in many places in this world, there are some creatures, and the same situation occurs of the young monk in the extraterritorial battlefield.

No matter what they are doing, they stop and feel the tingling of their own brains, with a confused color on their faces, thinking about what they have forgotten!

And there are more and more such creatures, although they all certainly lose some kind of memory, but everyone does not know what kind of memory they have lost...

In the mountains and seas, Zong Nei, in front of the palace built by many monks for Jiang Yuncheng, stood a statue of Jiang Yun.

This is the life of the unknown name, in order to appreciate the statue built by Jiang Yun.

Later, as the unnamed wilderness moved into the mountains and seas, they also moved the statue here.

In addition to worshipping this statue, there are naturally nine strong men at all times, sitting around the statue and holding the statue in accordance with the nine blood.

Suddenly, one of the nine strong men suddenly opened his eyes and held his hand and pressed his eyebrows. His brows were wrinkled.

A middle-aged man closest to him also opened his eyes and looked at the old man inexplicably: "Old Du, what's wrong, is there an enemy?"

The old man shook his head, did not answer, still frowned, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the statue of Jiang Yun standing aside, blurted out and debut: "Who is this statue?"

Upon hearing this, the other seven people all opened their eyes and looked at the old man.

The middle-aged man who spoke first spoke a little: "Old Du, this joke is not funny at all!"

The old man stood up straight and said: "I am not kidding. Who is this statue? Why are we guarding this statue?"

As the voice of the old man fell, eight people stood up at the same time and surrounded the old man. The middle-aged man's face condensed: "Old Du, what the **** is going on, this is the statue of the domain owner!"

"Domain master?" The old man's brow wrinkled more tightly: "Who is the domain owner?"

The old man thought for a moment, but still couldn’t remember who the domain owner was, and he didn’t think about it anymore. He took the step and stepped away from the law: “I don’t know who this is, I don’t know who is Domain owner, I don't want to be by this statue!"

Looking at the old man who is drifting away, these eight people are stunned, and their minds are blank. They don't understand what the old man is.

They are very familiar with each other, and they can all see that the old people are not joking, so they are more confused.

What's more, Jiang Yun is their savior. The statue of Jiang Yun is their spiritual pillar. It is their belief. They will not go to the statue of Jiang Yun to make a joke anyway.

Seeing that the old man's figure is about to disappear, the middle-aged man among the eight people finally came back to God: "Old Du, you stand for me."

After that, the middle-aged man was just about to take a step to chase Lao Du.

However, he just took a step and his body stopped again. He also reached out and grabbed his head. Then he turned to look at the statue of Jiang Yun. His face was blank: "Whose statue is this?"

The remaining seven people, before they came back, one by one, they grabbed their heads with their hands and asked the same question!

"Hey!"

Suddenly, there were countless cracks on the statue and it was about to collapse.

In the entire mountain and sea world, there are more than 10 million monks, and at least half of the people and Jiang Yun’s fate have been cut off, and they have forgotten Jiang Yun.

This kind of forgetting is still going to the constant radiation of this world at a horrible speed!

The ancient and indifferent look at the traces of the blood in the traceability of the body, the mouth is quite emotional: "This Jiang Yun's many methods, but also my life is rare!"

"Although I can't break all his methods with my strength, it is enough for him!"

As for Jiang Yun at the moment, I only feel that my head is about to explode, and the pain is constantly rolling over and over in the air.

The break of the line of each edge of the law is a severe pain for him.

So that he can not calculate, how many people, how many things and their own line of law has been broken.

He didn't even know how he lost the relationship with whom.

Although he was extremely unwilling, he couldn’t stop it now, and he couldn’t even move on and find the Gu’s.

This kind of pain allows him to endure, but he thinks that he has been forgotten by many people and things, and even more people and things will forget him. This feeling is what he can't bear.

"Gushi, I am a descendant of Jiang, I am a descendant of Jiang!"

Suddenly, a screaming scream was made from the mouth of Jiang Yun, and his voice was passed out as much as possible, hoping that the ancient strong man could hear it.

Unfortunately, Gudang can't hear his voice now.

Jiang Yun lingered for a long time, until the scorpion had been completely shouted, and the response was that more pain was constantly appearing in his mind, which made him have to close his mouth, give up the shackles, and close his eyes. , completely caught in a state of coma.

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Outside the ancient tribes, Shura sat cross-legged and sat there, meditating while waiting for Jiang Yun’s arrival.

Suddenly, his brow wrinkled and opened his eyes. A feeling of uneasiness emerged from the bottom of his heart, letting him turn his head and look around.

Because he feels like he has a pair of eyes, watching himself!

"How is the eyes of the dry people watching me!"

By the time his voice had just fallen, his face suddenly changed, and a powerful force suddenly appeared in his mind.

As an ancient tribe, compared to other creatures, Shura can vaguely sense the power of the ancient shackles.

Even he even more clearly felt that in his own soul, all the memories about Jiang Yun disappeared at a very fast speed.

"What is wrong with this, why Jiang Yun's memory will disappear, who is this! Who wants to erase the memory of Jiang Yun in my soul!"

"No, I can't forget this memory!"

In the eyes of Shura, the light of the sky has skyrocketed, and a humanoid imprint has emerged in the eyebrows. There is an illusory figure behind him. He reaches out and grabs his soul and wants to protect his memory.

It is a pity that the strength is stronger than him. It is the power of the shackles he has never touched. All his resistance is in vain.

The palm of his hand touched his soul without waiting for his illusory figure. The light in his eyes has turned into a stunned color, muttering: "What have I forgotten?"