"You? How could it be you?"
"You evildoer, how dare you unite with outsiders and rebel against Tiangang!"
Lu Ci's eyes were wide open, like an angry lion, wanting to rush forward and tear the young boy in front of him to pieces!
But when he saw Lu Liang's tall figure clearly, he couldn't help but froze, and then his face trembled visibly, and he said in disbelief: "You, your body has changed?"
Lu Liang showed a complicated smile, walked up to Lu Jin, put his hands in his trouser pockets, held his head high, and looked directly at Lu Ci: "Yes, my physical body has changed, and all of this is thanks to you. It took so much effort to let us have both hands in our hands, haha.”
Hearing this, Lu Ci's pupils narrowed again: "You, have you really awakened both hands?"
"Why do you know the secret of Minghun Technique? Have you really awakened both hands?"
At this moment, he was so excited that he was a little incoherent.
Lu Liang nodded, took his hands out of his trouser pockets, and let two groups of energy, one blue and one red, appear in his palms, exuding strange fluctuations, "Grandpa, you have worked hard to train us since childhood, isn't it? For the two hands with these eight magical skills?"
"So when you learned that Lu Huan, the best practitioner of Minghun Technique, died, you must have felt very uncomfortable... That's why you didn't find out the truth and just listened to the big house's words and wanted to bring me to justice. With law, ho ho.”
"But like Lu Huan, I am also your descendant. Could it be that your preference for us is determined by our level of cultivation in the Bright Soul Technique? Or maybe you don't care about us at all, you just pursue this magical thing. It’s just a matter of skill and skill.”
"Why don't we make a deal? You can forget the past and let me return to the Lu family in glory, and I will also bring a complete pair of hands to the Lu family."
Every word made Lu Ci's expression change again and again.
He naturally understood that his grandson was not asking for forgiveness from him at this moment, but was accusing and questioning him.
Lu Ci's eyes trembled. For a moment, he behaved like an ordinary old man who was at a loss. However, he soon returned to his calm appearance.
He didn't even look at Lu Liang, and instead glanced at the juniors present, finally falling on Lu Jin beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Lu Jin, what do you mean?"
"With a group of little kids, they broke into my Lu family's ancestral hall at night. They were as sneaky as mice, and they attacked and injured me. Why? Did they want to provoke a fight between the two families?"
"Ho ho, what you call a flawless life is what you do, bah!"
Before Lu Jin could answer, Ma Xianhong on the side couldn't help but sneered at Lu Ci: "Lu Ci, what kind of good guy are you? Are you persecuting Thirty-Six Righteousness, abusing Duan Muying, and robbing the Eight Wonders? Can it be said to be aboveboard?"
"It's the existence of a greedy person like you that makes me go through so much suffering. You really deserve to die!"
Ma Xianhong's eyes were red, and he stared fiercely at Lu Ci, who was suppressed against the wall, as if he was looking at an enemy with a blood feud.
In his heart, the reason why he has been searching for his family for many years but has not found anything, and the source of sorrow in his life, are all caused by the scum in front of him!
Lu Jin also waved his palm here, took out a rusty long knife from the pouch, sighed and said: "Lü Liang realized his hands and healed Lao Tian, so he got the one promised by Master Taichu." condition."
"What this little kid wants to do most is to find out the truth about the death of his sister Lu Huan, as well as the truth about the Ming Soul Technique and Shuangquan Shou. Tonight, I sneaked into your Lu family ancestral hall and found clues in this dungeon, and the king also And I found Hirudowan, the Saber of Demon Eita, in the basement of your Lu family."
"All these traces really make me worried, so bringing things to such an extent tonight is a last resort."
"So I ask Brother Lu to cooperate obediently."
Listening to everyone's words, Lu Ci felt as if he was struck by lightning. He looked at the rusty knife in Lu Jin's hand and was speechless.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that all the secrets he had hidden for so many years had been exposed!
When he looked at Lu Liang who stretched out his blue palm towards him, he trembled his lips and roared: "What do you want to do!"
There was a soft buzzing sound.
Lu Liang's palms covered with blue light easily pressed on Lu Ci's facial features, and the power of both hands invaded, easily suppressing his soul, making his eyes turn white, and he could no longer say a word.
"Next, I will share all the memories I have obtained with you. Remember to keep your spiritual thoughts and not be affected."
"Grandpa, I'm offended!"
Lu Liang said, and the palm that was pressed on Lu Ci's face pulled back hard, pulling his translucent soul out of the body, and then squeezed it hard, peeling off all his past memories.
At the same time, several blue rays of light extended from the palm of Lu Liang's clenched hand, implicating everyone present.
The next moment.
Everyone's eyes flashed, and they all saw the memory fragments from Lu Ci!
…
In the vast white space, there was a slender blue light. Lu Liang put his finger on the blue light and could easily see Lu Ci's life.
Then, using Yaodao Zhiwan and Duanmu Ying as anchor points, he extracted all the relevant fragments and pieced together the general truth in a very short period of time.
Among them was Lu Ci, who was young and frivolous, so he traveled around the world with his brother Lu Ren, made a name for himself, and gained the reputation of being one of the two jewels of the Lu family.
There was also the thrill of meeting Duan Muying, the eldest daughter of a medical family, for the first time at a gathering of young elites from the alien world, and the emotional frustrations of pursuing her in vain in the long years that followed.
Then suddenly it was transferred to the hot years of fighting against Japan and trying to save the nation, as well as the Battle of Mianshan. When he learned that his brother Lu Ren was beheaded by the demon Eita, he felt unbelievable and filled with hatred.
From that moment on, a haze spread in Lu Ci's memory. The previously unruly boy seemed to have grown up overnight. After realizing that his brother, who was regarded as the future of the family, had died, , and decisively shouldered the responsibility that should have been borne by Lu Ren.
Then came the crucial Battle of Mianshan. Lu Ci led the elite of the family to fight to clean up the remnants of the Bihe Ninja. Finally, in a valley, they encountered a young man wearing a Japanese high school uniform.
The man was seriously injured, but he had a ferocious smile on his face and held a long knife filled with demonic energy in his hand.
Through the medium provided by Lu Liang, everyone who read Lu Ci's memory immediately understood that this person was the demon Eita holding the demon sword and Hirudan!
In Lu Ci's memory, it was in that valley that after a hard battle, he successfully surrounded and killed Nikaidou Eita.
"So Yingtai is already dead, in the hands of Lu Ci. Did Yaodao Zhiwan flow into the Lu family at that time?" Zhang Chulan crossed his arms and watched carefully the memory fragments played on the screen in front of him.
At least for now, although Lu Ci's image is not pleasing, he is also very positive. He went out to fight against Japan and avenge his brother, and he did not do any bad things.
But the next moment, a new twist occurred in that memory fragment.
Just after the Lu family elite successfully killed Ying Tai, Lu Ci knelt down on his knees in excitement, beat the ground with both hands, and cried out his brother's name bitterly.
But just to his left, there was a tall middle-aged man, staring obsessively at the long purple knife that Eita had inserted into the ground, and then walked straight up without anyone noticing. He pulled it out with one hand.
The next moment, a strange purple light appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. Without any hesitation, he raised the leech pill in his hand and chopped it off at Lu Ci's head!
There was blood spattering and broken bones flying everywhere.
It was another disciple of the Lu family who stood in front of Lu Ci at the critical moment and became a dead soul under the sword.
The entire valley was immediately filled with incredible roars and shouts.
The second battle officially begins.
While Lu Ci roared in pain, he killed all the Lu family disciples who were contaminated by the demon sword. Until the end, no one dared to approach the demon sword.
As for the Lu family's elite, most of them have been lost. Even under the influence of that magical power, no one is willing to take action to destroy the demon sword.
At the end of this memory, Lu Ci left the leech pill in the valley, but eventually came back that night and took it away with a special magic weapon.
But maybe even he didn't notice that from that night on, his spiritual consciousness was stained with a touch of strange purple.
"It turns out that Mr. Lu suffered such a big loss from Na Zhiwan. He had no choice but to kill his family and companions. This must be an uncomfortable feeling."
"It's just that he came back and used the magic weapon rope to sweep away the demon knife. He thought he was not affected, but in the end he was still contaminated with a trace of demonic energy."
Wang Ye rubbed his chin and noticed the changes in Lu Ci that night.
Sure enough, in the following years.
After Lu Ci brought the secret of the Demon Sword back to the Lu family, he tried various methods to completely master it without the negative influence of Zhi Wan, but failed repeatedly.
In the process, his character became more perverse and violent, and his methods became more ruthless. He successfully took on the responsibility of his elder brother, and gradually gained the recognition of the head of the Lu family, becoming the future heir of the Lu family.
Until the arrival of 1944, as the news of the Thirty-Sixth Yi was leaked, the Eight Wonders also appeared, and the Jiashen Rebellion broke out.
In troubled times.
Lu Ci, whose personality had changed drastically, used all means to pursue powerful power, constantly searching for information about the Eight Magic Skills from all over the world, and even fought with his colleagues in the alien world and committed murder in order to snatch the magic skills.
Until one day, he received an order from the clan elder to attack Duanmu Ying, the heir to one of the Eight Magic Skills, Duanmu Ying, whose whereabouts were clear!
The whole plan was very successful. Under the premise of threatening Duanmu Ying's lover Wang Zizhong, the former quickly gave in and willingly followed Lu Ci to the Lu family and was suppressed under the Lu family ancestral hall.
At that time, Lu Ci still had love for Duanmu Ying in her heart. However, after her brother Lu Ren died suddenly and was affected by the demon sword, she could no longer contain her inner greed and violence. Under the instructions of the elder of the Lu family, she began to treat Duanmu Ying. Ying was tortured for decades.
At first, Duanmuying truthfully confessed the secrets of the exercises related to both hands, but this magical skill was difficult to understand and related to the secret of human life. The Lu family spent a lot of effort in the following years, but no one could study it. Even if they don't know the slightest bit about using both hands, they even suspect that the skills are fake. It's all just Duanmu Ying who is deceiving them.
So Lu Ci once again used Wang Zizhong's life as a threat to force Duan Muying, but the latter insisted that what he handed over was the real Shuangquan hand even though the latter had been suppressed in the dungeon for several years.
So the Lu family quickly discussed a second plan, thinking that since both hands could not be made, was it possible that they could be passed down through blood connections?
So Duanmuying faced a second shameless persecution. She needed to have a relationship with someone from the Lu family, give birth to an heir with his bloodline, and then let the heirs of the Lu family practice their hands.
Faced with Lu Ci's request, Duanmu Ying was willing to die this time and wanted to preserve her reputation for Wang Zizhong. However, facing the threat, she finally made a concession, using her own hands as the basis and similar to giving birth to a baby. The process produces a spiritual and flesh module that contains his bloodline.
And these flesh and blood - in the end, in various ways, they entered the bodies of the new generations of the Lu family and Lu Ci's lineage, and they really worked. As they were passed down from generation to generation, bright hands similar to the two full hands were gradually born. The talent for soul magic is obviously incomplete.
As a result, Duanmu Ying was still not free, and had now become a machine, suppressed in a dungeon that never saw the light of day, day and night, producing blood, soul, and flesh.
And days like this have passed for decades.
Until all the old friends grew old, until Lu Ci gradually became the head of the family and became the current Mr. Lu.
The decadent and old Duanmu Ying was squeezed like this for decades, until one day five years ago, perhaps her life finally came to an end, and all her youthful vitality was turned into soul and flesh and was eaten by the Lu family.
Duanmuying's breath became weaker and weaker, until one day there was no movement at all. Perhaps it was due to the movement of her hands day and night. Her body did not rot, but fell into a state of being in a vegetative state, without life or death.
But something even more sinister happened.
After the Lu family discovered that Duanmu Ying could no longer produce spiritual flesh, and that the latest generation of juniors still could not master the complete hands from the blood, they did not hesitate to extend the butcher knife to Duanmu Ying's body.
After squeezing him for decades, just like Ling Chi, he cut off the flesh and blood from his body, used it as a medicine introduction, and fed it all to the juniors of the Lu family.
Although Duanmuying's immortal body was able to repair itself, it also became increasingly weaker in the process, until four years later, signs of decay began to show.
So one dark night, all of his body was finally eaten by the Lu family, leaving only a black and white photo and a pile of empty graves.
Not long after that day, the demon sword Hirudan suddenly became rusty, Lu Huan suddenly fell off a cliff, Lu Liang was accused of being the murderer, and was forced to escape from the Lu family.
The two most talented juniors left Lu Ci just like this.
Through the medium given by Lu Liang, everyone successfully browsed through all these important memory fragments in Lu Ci's life.
As the last light flashed, their eyes were in a trance, and then they returned to the reality of the basement.
In a somewhat dark dungeon.
Lu Ci, whose memory was extracted, lowered his head and was still in a coma.
Lu Liang had already withdrawn his hand from his head, covering his chest. He couldn't help bending over and retching, letting the acidic gastric juice roll out of his throat and flow to the ground.
It wasn't until today that he knew what the red liquid that Lu Ci fed them back then was - it was actually living human blood and flesh!
Behind him, everyone fell into silence, with gloomy faces and clenched fists, unable to believe that the truth was so cruel.
One of the three great families in the alien world went so far as to use any means necessary to acquire the Eight Wonders. He spent decades eating a woman alive who was supposed to have a happy life!
"Lu Ci, you beast, bastard, you really deserve to die!"
The first one to collapse was Ma Xianhong, his eyes were red, and he almost fell into complete madness. He turned the power of the black battle armor to the maximum and smashed it towards Lu Ci mercilessly.
But when the fist was about to smash through Lu Ci's chest, it was mostly offset by a force, deflected half a foot, and landed on the body of the earth dragon condensed from the earth and river carts, cutting through a large piece of stone, conveying the message The huge force exerted caused Lu Ci to spurt blood from his mouth and he woke up.
He looked at the people in front of him with eyes filled with hatred and contempt, and felt that his head was as dizzy as paste. He immediately understood what was going on - all his memories had been exposed!
Crazy Ma Xianhong waved his fist fiercely and wanted to smash Lu Ci's head, but Lu Jin on the side stopped him with a five-finger charm.
Lu Jin stared at Lu Ci coldly and said in a low voice: "The Lu family's persecution of Duan Muying has been confirmed, but Lu Huan's death has not yet been investigated, and the reason why the leech balls are covered with rust is not clear. We have no right to decide the Lu family's The life and death of the head of the family.”
"Take him to Longhu Mountain, contact the company, and listen to the instructions of the Heavenly Master and the real person."
After hearing Lu Jin's words, everyone's clenched fists finally slowly relaxed, and the hysterical Ma Xianhong also calmed down with Zhang Chulan's comfort.
"I……"
Lu Ci wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, and she stopped trying to struggle. After being silent for a long time, she said, "This world is dominated by the jungle."
Lu Jin ignored him, just stepped forward and gently patted Lu Liang's back to comfort him.
Until much later.
Lu Liang raised his head without saying a word and said coldly: "From now on, I am no longer a member of the Lu family, but I will find out the truth about Lu Huan's death and give her an explanation, as well as Duanmu Ying."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
After everyone knocked Lu Ci unconscious and sealed the Qi Hai, they threw him into the bag and left the Lu family under the cover of the hiding bead.
…
at the same time.
a long distance away.
Sakura Island Country, Mount Fuji on Honshu Island.
As the most legendary holy mountain in this country, there are too many legendary stories spread here. The snow that never melts all year round is like a holy wedding dress, and the lingering clouds are like a white skirt, adding a touch of mystery to it.
But tonight, there is always a thick dark cloud hovering on the top of Mount Fuji, like a dark flock of crows that cannot be dispersed.
"Ah haha, looking down from the top of the mountain, you can really see a good view."
There was a handsome man in hunting clothes, sitting on a protruding part of a rock, with his legs dangling in the air, swaying like an excited child. He pointed at the lights of thousands of houses down the mountain: "President Qu, look, that's Yoshida City, right?" , it’s really lively, the orange lights are like stars falling from the sky, there must be a lot of people.”
Sitting on the top of the boulder, Qu Tong, wearing a neat black leather coat, smiled and politely agreed: "Yes, it's really beautiful."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but hold the long knife hidden in the leather bag tighter, feeling a little speechless. Unexpectedly, Abe Haruhi's so-called big plan to visit Mount Fuji turned out to be an extremely boring one. outing.
"Then let's destroy it. It will be interesting and more beautiful."
Qingli suddenly spoke, with a bigger smile on her face, like a primary school student who had come up with a great spring outing plan, and pointed in the direction of the city with her hand, as if she was planning where to start destroying it.
Qu Tong twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly: "Mr. Qingli, in my country, there are not many strangers who dare to launch attacks against civilians, and no one dares to propose a dangerous plan to destroy a city."
Qingli nodded, "Miss Nagqu has a chance to feast her eyes. Even in my country, no one has ever done this."
"Tsk, tsk, am I going to set a precedent?"
Qu Tong didn't want to hear the other party bragging, he was only interested in Long Qi, whom he cared about, so he paused and said: "Mr. Qingli, we have been here for half the night. The wind is blowing here at such a high altitude. It’s a bit cold. I wonder when you plan to take action and lead me to find Long Qi?”
Qingli raised her slender brows slightly, narrowed her fox-like eyes with a smile, pointed at the clouds above her head, and said frivolously: "Miss Qu Tong, haven't you noticed that I am working hard for this?" Is it night yet?"
"Well, what a coincidence. You were supposed to ask, and here it comes."
Qu Tong looked in the direction of the opponent's finger and saw thick dark clouds that blocked the stars and the bright moon.
It was only at this moment that she realized that Mount Fuji seemed to be shrouded in a shadow from this night on, but the night hid this very well.
"Has the operation... already begun?"
An idea came to Qu Tong's mind, and then he heard a slight sound, like the flapping of bat wings, coming from far to near.
In the white snow valley in the distance, a dark shadow streaked across the body, approaching where they were. When they got closer, their true form was revealed - it was actually a paper crane with flapping wings.
The paper crane hovered above their heads, and finally fell into Abe Harri's hands.
Qu Tong looked closely and saw a pattern of vermilion chrysanthemums on the special paper wings, and felt a familiar energy from the paper crane.
Qingli smiled slightly, reached out and gently stroked the head of the paper crane, and then drew a white light spot from the bird's beak. In the center of the light spot, there was an extremely thin golden breath.
"Well done, I found it now."
Qingli looked at the white light on her fingertips, and her smile became even brighter. She suddenly looked at Qu Tong and asked, "President Qu, have you ever heard the song of Mount Fuji?"
(End of chapter)
