Chapter 335 The old ghost wakes up
“You came at the wrong time.”
Zhao Hao curled his lips and said, “What’s wrong with you? Are you paralyzed?”
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "It's true that he was paralyzed...but you, are your legs okay?"
As he said that, he turned to Ning Wushu: "Nvxia Ning, your arm is fine ”
"We can stand here and talk, so it's okay." Ning Wushu looked at him deeply: "You... still want to kill me?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled awkwardly and wanted to scratch his head and fingers. But couldn't lift it up.
This is the third day that he has broken through the six realms.
As Wu Lian said, as his muscles gradually regained their strength, he breathed smoothly and his heart beat freely at first, then he opened his eyes little by little and was finally able to speak.
It’s just that his recovery speed was faster than Wu Lian expected.
Without him, I can only say goodbye...
It was as obedient and obedient as it had been in the past few months, silently repairing Fu Qingzhou's body and injecting energy into his dry and dead muscles bit by bit.
But Fu Qingzhou no longer trusts it.
He finally understood what Qingsongzi said that it would turn him into a monster.
In the battle of Sangmen Village, Fu Qingzhou took the initiative to use the power of Qi Ran Jue to respond to the enemy, but it "lived up to its expectations" and brainwashed him.
Fu Qingzhou was very sober before Hoya used those inexplicable memories to disrupt his thinking.
He remembered his state...the feeling of understanding everything, knowing whether the person in front of him was good or bad, and knowing what he was doing, but he clearly wanted to kill them.
This is very, very scary. Qi Ranjue seems to be well-behaved, but in fact it has been quietly affecting him. If it comes back next time, will he be able to suppress it again?
"Young Master Fu..."
On this side, Li Jingzhe listened to them talking about Fu Qingzhou's attempt to kill Ning Wushu in Sangmen Village, and his face darkened, and he slowly Said: "When Qingsongzi wanted to protect you, naturally no one would dare to do anything to you because of the secret treasure left by Long Dabei, but..."
"I know that you have learned from Long Dabei after all."
"If one day you become the second him, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"
After listening to these words, Fu Qingzhou turned his neck with difficulty and looked at Li Jingzhe.
This man almost killed himself a few years ago...
Facing him, Fu Qingzhou would naturally not look down upon him. He smiled slightly: "If the grassroots really become a disaster, Mr. Li You can kill them as long as you like - but at that time, I hope Mr. Li can speak on his own terms and not threaten the innocent people the common people care about by taking them hostage."
These words are naturally a clear irony that Ming Jiange did not dare to face Long Dabei directly, but instead took him, an innocent young man, as a hostage... Even if he took the hostage on his own initiative, it does not mean that as an official of the imperial court, You really have the desire to kill hostages!
Li Jingzhe snorted coldly and his eyes became gloomy.
But before he could speak, Ning Wushu said leisurely from the side: "Okay, stop bickering - Fu Shaoxia, you are here to interrogate Manal, but right now, he can't answer. Any questions."
As soon as she spoke, Li Jingzhe took a breath and stood aside.
Fu Qingzhou didn't know her identity, so he was quite surprised when he saw this.
But at the moment, the most important thing is the matter of Mannar - so he blinked: "How can I say this?"
"See for yourself." Zhao Hao helped from the side: "Look Doesn't he look like a fool?"
Fu Qingzhou had already noticed Manal's crooked eyes and drooling look, but he was still surprised: "No, he is really successful. A fool? I thought you gave him some medicine so that he could not commit suicide or escape."
Ning Wushu shook his head: "The situation is like this..."
She briefly told about the totem witchcraft on Mannar, which made Fu Qingzhou click his tongue.
"The conditions in this prison in Luoyi are limited."
Zhao Hao said helplessly: "Neither I nor Mr. Li can guarantee that we will be able to break this witchcraft without causing any harm in a short time." The essence of Mannar’s soul.”
Fu Qingzhou didn’t quite understand this, so he subconsciously asked, “What if we ask Alliance Leader Jiang to help?”
As soon as these words came out, Li Jingzhe’s face suddenly changed. It became uglier. Ning Wushu, on the other hand, smiled and explained: "Ignore the secrets of military aircraft for the time being, and just deal with the various interrogation and counter-interrogation methods. No matter how powerful Alliance Leader Jiang is, he is just a knight-errant, while Mr. Li is the most powerful expert in the world. ”
When she said this, Li Jingzhe looked much better.
"What's going on with Li Jingzhe? Even if Ning Wushu is a general in the Northern Xinjiang Army, he won't have such a big mood swing just by saying something."
Fu Qingzhou thought to himself. : "Does this guy want an old cow to eat young grass? Uh, no... He doesn't have that kind of look at all. Instead, when he looks at Ning Wushu, he looks helpless to a doting junior?"
" Junior? Ning Wushu? I'm going!"
He suddenly reacted!
"That's right, shit, when we were in Sangmen Village, Ning Wushu knew about Qi Ran Jue! Brother Wu had said before that the owner of the Pai Shu Building in Mingjiange Pavilion was Ning Baimei's son. What's his name? Ning Wuwang, Wuwu , Wushu, she, she is Ning Baimei’s daughter!”
“She is also the adopted daughter of Northern Xinjiang Marshal Hong Ruohai?”
For a moment, Fu Qingzhou looked at Ning. Wu Shu’s eyes were wrong.
Good guy, are you also a second-generation super official?
A biological father and an adopted father, both are super powerful people! No wonder Zhao Hao, as the eldest son, is so afraid of you!
But Ning Wushu's identity is not very important to him right now.
So he quickly adjusted his mind and smiled helplessly: "That means that now we can't interrogate Manar?"
"It seems like that at the moment. "Zhao Hao said softly: "We all have to think of a way to see if we can break the witchcraft on this guy."
Fu Qingzhou sighed and looked at Mannar.
He is actually quite anxious.
Originally, he just wanted to ask and see if there were any clues about his life experience, but after experiencing Hoyaer's incident, he found that the matter was more serious than he thought.
The trouble caused by your own identity may not only kill yourself, but also the people around you...
It will turn yourself into an "other", if at this time If Qi Ranjue shows his power again, he will become a demon who can't control his behavior and can only kill indiscriminately!
Therefore, as soon as he could open his eyes and speak, he couldn't wait to come to Luoyi Prison, even if he was in a wheelchair.
As a result, Mannar has witchcraft on him?
Fu Qingzhou looked at the strange green totem on the surface of Mannar's skin, feeling very helpless.
Not even Li Jingzhe can handle this thing, so what can I do?
But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Ha... I had a good sleep this time. I haven't slept so well in a long time!"
"How long has it been? Oh, isn't this Ning Wushu? Still Is there Zhao Hao? It seems that you have escaped, you are fine, you are fine... Hey, isn’t this person wearing a secret soul-shielding array?"
Fu Qingzhou was startled at first, and then he was happy: "Ha, old man, are you awake?"
"Wake up, wake up..." The smoker's voice still sounded very lazy, as if he had just woken up. Appearance: "So how long have I been sleeping? What's going on?"
Fu Qingzhou's eyes brightened: "Don't worry about it, did you just tell the name of the witchcraft on Manal?"
"Manar, he is the little prince of Beiyi you are looking for."
Smoker clicked his tongue and said: "It seems that you are quite powerful, you should get things done. Oh - Oh, you are talking about the secret soul-shielding array. I definitely know this thing. This is our Styx Valley thing. At first, only our own people used it. Later, everyone found it useful and many people secretly learned it. I went there, but I didn’t expect that I could still see it after hundreds of years.”
Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "Then you must know how to crack it?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Smoker said disdainfully: "I don't even know, who else dares to claim to know?"
>Fu Qingzhou smiled and calmed down.
The mysterious witchcraft of the Great Shaman of Beiyi has been practiced for a long time, but it still has to capsize in my gutter?
He turned his stiff neck, looked at Ning Wushu, and said with a smile: "Nvxia Ning, how about this, give me some time, and I will try to see if I can break this witchcraft?"
(End of this chapter)