212: C212 plundered memory

C212 plundered memory

Inside the small forest, almost everyone held their breath as they stared at Wu Hao's actions. At this moment, one of his palms was pressed against Jia Yi's forehead, and blood light was flashing non-stop.0

At this moment, be it as brothers or fathers, or second grandfather, Jia Zhenlin, they all chose to remain silent, and did not say anything to stop Wu Hao from doing anything.

Now that he had become a slave, it could also be considered as giving him a way out, atoning Duan Xue for his death.

At this moment, Wu Hao's martial spirit was deep within his sea of consciousness, flipping through his memories regarding Jia Yi.

Jia Yi's twenty odd years of memories were fragmented and too long, so there wasn't much point in looking through them. However, in order to find out about the ancient divine soul, he specifically searched through the most recent memories.

As a result, all of the posturing that Jia Yi had done in the past few days was completely understood by him.

This person's ambition was really big, he wanted to conquer the Mercenary Union and Jia Clan, just for the sake of realizing his own domination.

His next step was to make use of the Mercenary Union s and gradually nibble away at all the forces in the mortal world, completing his own map of hegemony that unified the mundane world.

However, his luck was bad, he had met a monster like Wu Hao, in the end, he failed to kill Wu Hao and ended up as a slave.

All of his memories flew back and forth. About a quarter of an hour later, his memories were gradually fixed on a certain day half a year ago.

It was late at night. The moon was dark and the winds were strong. The night was dark and one couldn't see anything.

Jia Yi, who was currently cultivating in the Jia Residence, was jolted awake by a soft noise. She opened her eyes and saw that a black figure was approaching him from the darkness.

At that time, his entire body trembled, and he subconsciously swiped his dagger towards the pillow. However, it was at this time that an incomparably tyrannical pressure pressed down on his body, causing him to be unable to move.

"You … "Who are you!"

Jia Yi was extremely arrogant and did not panic in the face of such a situation. Instead, he calmly asked a question.

"There's no need for you to know who I am. I've come today for a matter that I've asked you to do!" The blurry black figure suddenly replied in an extremely hoarse voice.

"What is it? Is there anything good about it? "

"Of course there are benefits, of course I won't let you work for nothing!" However, the condition is that you must cooperate with me in accomplishing what I have said! "

"Tell me about it …"

"The Devil's Cave of the West, I have nine sets of bronze coffin, and they are sealed with nine incomparably powerful ancient God Souls. Find a mercenary group that can use the Lightning Spirit Art and help me transport them to Tianwu Academy. On the way, you must have them use the Lightning Spirit Art to stimulate the sealed ancient God Souls, or allow them to pass through Thunderbolt Wasteland!"

The black shadow said to him.

This voice was extremely familiar to Wu Hao. It was the voice of the Vice Principal of Tianwu Academy, Jun Yueting.

So this was how Jia Ren got the mercenary mission.

With Jia Yi's scheming, he probably predicted from the beginning that the escorting of the bronze coffin was a conspiracy, which was why he secretly arranged for Jia Ren to complete this mission that was basically impossible to accomplish without thinking of any means.

"And the benefits? If there's no benefit, then there's no need to talk about it anymore! " After hearing the black figure's words, Jia Yi replied with strength as usual.

Right after he finished speaking, the black figure waved his hand, and a grey shadow suddenly appeared, and was smashed into Jia Yi's body with a palm. With a beast's roar, he immediately covered his head and screamed.

Then, he lost consciousness.

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