Yu Wu

Chapter 124

As long as there are states, there will be darkness.

And the secret arts platform of a country will always be one of the dirtiest, bloodiest, and most shady places in that country.Whether it is Liaoguo or Chonghua, it is the same.

Zhou He sat in a rose armchair covered with silver fox fur upholstery, with his long legs crossed, his face resting on his cheek, and he looked at the scene in front of him.

The Dark Demon Trial was very brutal, but also very fast.

Since he gave the order, it has only been a stick of incense, and the trial has gone through two rounds.Gu Mang was tied up by chains and hung up. Due to the needs of the technique, Zhou He didn't use any sedative herb for him. That is to say, every stabbing and gnawing of Gu insects, Gu Mang would be hurt. can feel it.

The gauze was stretched across the mouth and the soft tongue was soaked in blood.He took a piece from the little monk next to him, squeezed Gu Mang's unconscious face, and replaced it with a new one.Gu Mang didn't respond to this, his long neck limply drooped, his face was already paler than ice, and even his lips had completely lost their color.

Zhou He asked: "How is the spiritual flow?"

"Very weak."

"Where's the heart?"

"Extremely disorganized."

"..." There are three major scales in the trial.Spiritual flow, heart pulse, spiritual power.If you don't have the mentality of "it doesn't matter if you kill this trial body", these are the three keys that must be followed at all times.

Zhou He frowned slightly, looking at Gu Mang's bleak face, his nails involuntarily clenched the armrest of the armchair.

In addition to the king's test account, he still has...that person's order to be fulfilled...

But under the current situation, Gu Mang might not be able to hold on for too long.No one can continue to be tossed when the spiritual flow and heart are on the verge of critical.

He will collapse.

Zhou He frowned, bit his lower lip, closed his eyes secretly anxious, pinched the armchair's knuckles slowly loosened, let out a breath of boredom, and asked almost giving up:

"How's your mental strength?"

The cultivator who was in charge of monitoring Gu Mang's state raised his fingertips to cover Gu Mang's forehead which was already drenched in cold sweat. After he probed, his eyes suddenly widened, and he probed again almost in disbelief.

"..."

Zhou He said impatiently, "What?"

"Hui, Hui Elder." The little disciple turned his head and said stammeringly, "Gu...cough, the mental power of the trial, trial body is still very strong, and there is no sign of mental collapse!"

Zhou He's expression changed!

How can it be?He has been in charge of the operator's table for so long, let alone the second round of trials, there are very few people who can survive in the middle of the first round without breaking their will, and they have to be those with a particularly strong body, wearable and durable species of people.However, Gu Mang's physical condition is obviously not good. Liao Guo's heavy tempering left him with all kinds of old wounds, and Luomei Bieyuan broke him down to thin and weak in three years. To the limit.

how could he...

Zhou He got up suddenly, strode up to Gu Mang, and urged the spell to raise his hand to touch his cold forehead.

With one touch, I was even more shocked!

……

Gu Mang's will showed no signs of loosening at all. If he ignored the blood-stained body, Zhou He couldn't believe that it was the mental power of a person who had been tortured by the black demon to the point of coma.It seemed to be a kind of firmness engraved in the bone, too persistent, and too powerful.

What is he insisting on?

"Elder, what should we do next? The body of the trial body can't hold it anymore, but judging by his mental strength, maybe he can..."

Zhou He interrupted the disciple's questioning, staring at Gu Mang's face, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

Due to his personal relationship, besides completing your majesty's Dark Demon Trial, he also secretly received an entrustment from a close friend——

He needs to get Gu Mang's memory in confusion.

Although he didn't know what was worth disturbing in Gu Mang's memory, he was already a person with amnesia, and his brain was not working well, but since "that person" opened his mouth, he would definitely buy the other person's face, follow suit.

It's just that he originally thought it would be more convenient to do this after the trial was completed and when Gu Mang's sanity had collapsed to the extreme.But now it seems that things may not go as smoothly as he expected.

Zhou He thought for a moment and said, "You all step back first."

"Yes!"

Left and right retreated, Zhou He stepped forward, lifted the falcon, and polished it inch by inch with his knuckles.

The bayonet approached, and the cold blade pressed against Gu Mang's equally cold cheek.Shenwu could clearly perceive the strong soul contained in this person's body, and the bloodthirsty "Falcon" couldn't help shaking excitedly in Zhou He's palm.

Zhou He leaned over, put his lips next to Gu Mang's ear, and murmured to the unconscious man, "Gu Shuai, I have gone through a thousand trials and crushed countless tough guys into a puddle of mud—only You are an exception. To be honest, Zhou admires you very much."

The falcon's light flickered and gradually became dazzling.

Zhou He said: "It's a pity that I was entrusted by others to mess with your mind."

"..."

"Sorry."

He twisted his hand, and the falcon turned into several transparent chains in his palm. Those chains were only as thick as willow branches, and they swayed between his fingers like little snakes, hovering beside Gu Mang's mind.

"Falcon." Zhou He ordered in a low voice, "Luanpo!"

The last few words fell from between the thin lips, and the falcon, like a long-awaited hunter, finally waited for the master's order. It let out a sharp whistle, and then those thin locks flew out, and all of them burrowed into Gu Mang's body. head!

"what--!!"

In an instant, blood flowed profusely...

Gu Mang was awakened by the bursting pain, he raised his head suddenly, and whimpered indistinctly from his gauze-strained tongue... He was exhausted, and he couldn't make a loud noise, but tears flowed down the blood-stained face. Cheeks rolled down, a pair of blue eyes were wide open, and the pupils shrank violently.The whole person hanging in mid-air struggled so hard that the iron chains that bound him rattled.

The thin chains transformed into martial arts wandered crazily in his cranial cavity, like an unscrupulous intruder, screaming and breaking all his memories.

Those things that are hard to remember, hard to get back, those hard to have...

Precious sobriety.

Gu Mang's blue eyes were wide open, and in the severe pain of the earth breaking and the sky collapsing, the cheers of the brothers outside the Great Wall were wiped away.

The king's promise in the golden typhoon was wiped away.

Lu Zhanxing's sad and heroic laughter in the cold room was erased.

Deep in the memory, Mo Xi looked into his eyes tenderly, the love and sincerity he had said countless times... was... erased...

Every time Falcon tore a piece of memory, Gu Mang tried his best to gather them together, he resisted, trembling with despair.He has already been washed away from his consciousness once, but now he has to go through it again in Zhou He's hands.

He suddenly felt a strong unwillingness——

Why did you treat him like this...why did you push him to this point? ! !

For that better Kyushu, he sacrificed his own flesh and blood, brother, confidant, lover, and clear name.

nothing left.

He even forgot who he was, and even thought that he was really treason and treason, that he was really unscrupulous.

He even knelt in front of Mo Xi, Murong Lian, and the tombstones of the heroes in War Soul Mountain, kowtowing one by one, thinking about how to start over.

Later, the heavens showed mercy, and the time mirror made him restore those memories before the treason. Although these memories were so painful, at least——

At least he can know that he is a secret agent, an undercover agent, and a pioneering knife that Chonghua stabs into the heart of Liaoguo.

He is not a traitor...

Gu Mang's tears rolled down in strings.All he can have is that little bit, he just wants to remember what he is!

Why take it away.

His mouth was gagged, and he couldn't say anything, but those blue eyes looked at Zhou He almost pleadingly—this was the first time Gu Mang looked at him like this since the trial.

It seemed to be a young animal that was driven to a dead end, looking at the hunter in front of him sadly.

His conscious resistance resulted in even more frantic piercings by the falcon chains, and Gu Mang let out a heart-piercing howl suddenly, the meridians of his neck burst violently, and his nails sank deep into the palm of his hand.He was gagged with gauze, but he still wept and let out a vague wail: "Don't..."

please, no more...

Don't take my consciousness away.Don't take my memory away.

I've only had them for a while now...

I haven't had time to go and see the Northern Frontier Army, and see what the boys who used to walk with me look like now.I haven't had time to walk around the streets and alleys of Chonghua to see if my state is better than before.

Before I had time, I went to the abyss of summoning souls, sacrificed a pot of wine and burned a stick of incense under the old pagoda tree where the elder brother's head was buried.

I haven't had time to arrange the rear of my silly princess...

I don't want to forget.

I do not want! ! ! ——Struggling to resist made the Shenwu in Zhou He's hand hum and tremble, and the falcon burst into a desperate and angry brilliance as if it couldn't kill its prey.

"Bang!" A sound.

All the fine locks of spiritual flow in Gu Mang's skull were retracted, and turned into the shape of a blood-stained dagger again.

Zhou He was taken aback, he took a step back, stared at Shenwu who had failed, and then raised his head to stare at Gu Mang, the ground gradually turned ashen.

how come……?Why is this person...

Before he could finish thinking, Gu Mang had already bowed his body, blood was gurgling from the wound on his forehead, but that was nothing, all the hard work in his internal organs seemed to have been exhausted at that moment.He was hunched over, convulsed and trembling unceasingly, blood gulped out from his mouth and nose, and the gauze held between his lips and tongue was completely stained.

At this moment, Zhou He heard noisy noises coming from outside Shura's room.

It seemed that the disciples of the Sishutai who were guarding outside had a quarrel with someone, but Zhou He was a little dazed for a while, unable to react, until the stone door suddenly opened——

Zhou He saw a man who was almost as embarrassed as Gu Mang standing outside Shura's room.All the disciples surrounded him and blocked him, but they didn't dare to make a real move, they just clustered timidly around him.

Zhou He couldn't believe his eyes, he murmured: "Mr. Xihe..."