Chapter 1690: Start a conversation without a word

Hearing Song Que's inquiry, Feng Jiu didn't speak, just smiled.
"I know!"
Song Kun instantly understood that Ouyang Weiwei, Nie Hongying and Xia Qian did not exist in this world.
To Nie Hongying, Song Ye and her had only a few connections. One time they competed for Wang Pingong at the auction. The second encounter was when he sold Wang Pingong on the street. Later, he sold a copy of "Tai Yan" at the price of one or two gold. "Spell" was sold to her, and she also relied on this Wang Pingong to break through to the level of the Yangshen.
Later, when he was sieged by a master of the Zhu family, Nie Hongying hurried to help, even if she faced multiple enemies, she never stepped back.
Later, they never met again.
Besides Xia Qian, the first encounter between them was also at the auction house. At that time, she was an auctioneer, and later with her help, she was firmly established in Xia's family. After he left Xuanyang Realm, The two sides did not meet.
As for Ouyang Weiwei, his impression is even more profound. She is a disciple of Wanhua Valley, always masked by white gauze, and always likes to call herself a fairy.
Along the way, the two went through a lot, and even Song Yan could feel that the other party had given her some kind of affection.
I didn't expect to be a farewell on the Zerg battlefield.
For a while, Song Xun's heart could not help but a bit of bitterness, flashing Ouyang Weiwei's image uncontrollably in her mind.
In the end, he sighed and looked at Feng Jiu with a complex complexion. His tone was cold: "Let's go, you can stay, I'm afraid I can't help but want to kill you because, speaking, you It was the murderer who made Ouyang Weiwei disappear into this world! "
Hearing Song Yong ’s words, Feng Jiu was n’t angry, but his expression was a little weird. After a while, he slowly spoke:
In this world, the words of love are the most incomprehensible. After I woke up, those dreams I ’ve repaired are not relevant Will be erased automatically, but the memory between Ouyang Weiwei and you is not erased.
This makes me very strange, because in my three thousand reincarnations, Ouyang Weiwei ’s strength and spirit level are not strong. Why are the irrelevant memories of those who have reached the semi-divine state reborn? Her Why can't that part of the memory be erased, even if I deliberately want to erase that memory, it can't be done, but it becomes more and more profound, almost almost becoming my demon! "
"What do you want to express?" Song Yan asked, his expression unchanged.
Feng Jiudao: "Later, I consulted many predecessors' cultivation notes and finally got the answer, because the soul of my reincarnation object Ouyang Weiwei has changed!"
"So what?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Feng Jiu replied: "If you can't resolve the mind of the transmuted rebirth, my" Dream of Dreams "will never be promoted to a complete level, and you are the obsession of the transmuted reincarnation Ouyang Weiwei! "
"What do you want to do?" Song Yan asked again.
Feng Jiu calmly said: "Ouyang Weiwei's obsession failed to become a lover with you. As long as I help her fulfill this wish, her obsession will naturally disappear, which is why I came to see you!"
"Do you want me to help you? Why?" Song Yan sneered.
"I can promise you a of light!"
Feng Jiu laughed, her eyes filled with confidence.
"No interest! Okay, you can go!"
As soon as the words came down, Song Yong waved his hand, and the formation method immediately crowded out Feng Jiu.
Standing outside the formation, Feng Jiu's expression froze, and she could not help creating an angry expression, but at this moment, she did not want to see the soul fluctuations, so she could not hate Song Yan.
"Damn it!"
Feng Jiu forcibly suppressed this fluctuation and turned away.
Inside the matrix.
Song Yan sighed heavily, his mood seemed very bad.
"If you don't do it forever, Feng Jiu! Feng Jiu!"
After sending an hour of time in place, Song Yong regained his mind and took out the fruit of the fruit. He planned to push the star body to the fourth stage before the opening of the heavenly stele.
On the other side, in a valley not far from the good fortune monument.
"Holy Son, Feng Jiu went to see that Chu Fan!"
Zhenlong strong men reported to Ao Tianhui, who was sitting on a side of the pond.
"is it?"
Ao Tian's tone was very light, but his face sank slightly. After a short while, he continued to say, "You will arrange to see the Chu Fan in this hall!"
"Yes!"
The true dragons bravely bowed out of the valley after saluting.
Unconsciously, Song Yan practiced two hours.
Suddenly, he rose to his feet, stepped out of the battlefield, and looked at the brave man not far away and said lightly, "Who are you?"
This strong man is a middle-level deity. The energy in his body has been completely converted into divine power. It is rare in the new deities.
"Son, Chu, my son wants to see you, and asks you to come with me!"
The strong man's tone sounds polite, but it has an unquestionable taste.
"Who is your holy son?" Song Zheng asked. In fact, he had already guessed that the only son of the True Dragon tribe who could drive the middle-level gods was Aotian, the reason he asked, just to confirm it.
"My son Aotian!" Said the brave man proudly.
"No interest, nothing else don't bother me!"
Song Yan shook his head and turned to prepare to step into the battle.
but……
The figure flashed.
The strong man intercepted Song Yong's way out and smiled, "Chu Gongzi may wish to think again!"
"Nothing to think about, if you don't see it, you won't see it!"
Song Yan's eyes narrowed for a moment. His mood was very bad because of Ouyang Weiwei. If this strong man didn't know it, he didn't mind chopping off the other side to vent his anger. As for Ao Tian, ​​he dared to let go and let it go Already.
"Then I can only offend!"
There was a smirk in the corner of the strong man's mouth, and he grabbed the palm of his hand toward Song Yan's shoulder.
"Humph!"
With a cold hum, Song Yan waved at will, and suddenly a huge force overflowed, directly flying the strong man to tens of meters. He looked at the other person coldly, and said in a bad voice: "Don't dare to stretch my claws to me again, chop you!"
The strong man's face was a little bit staggered, and then an angry expression appeared in his eyes, and he whispered: "Previously, you killed many gods, but those gods are all false gods. Today, Let you see, the power of true deities! "
While talking, the brave man stepped out and grabbed Song Yan again.
The speed of this claw is extremely fast, and even time and space have distorted it. Instantly, Song Xuan felt a restraining force covering him, secretly in his heart, the strength of the intermediate deities really was extraordinary, but for him And that's it!
Therefore, the energy in his body moved, his body broke out of the restraint with a slight shock, and then he punched out.
"Click!"
"boom!"
His fist smashed the strong man and broke his hand bones, and then hit the chest with unrelenting force, smashing the opponent hundreds of meters.
"His strength is so strong?"
On a small mountain peak, Feng Jiujiu couldn't help flashing a look of surprise when he saw the strong man smashed by Song Ye.
[Digression by the author]: One more, thank you [Jing Zhenghua] [Perfume Fragrance] [td14505056] [Shoot a mosquito] [More than a year] [Mosquito handsome] These great rewards.
The last name changed quite well.
After asking the editor, it was too high-profile to change to "mosquito handsome", so the mosquito will be changed to "mosquito is small fresh meat" in the future.