After Nan Li finished saying this, he fell into long thoughts, as if he was recalling something but couldn't remember it, and his eyebrows were deeply frowned.

The surroundings became quiet again, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air.

"What then?" Fang Mu reminded.

Since the use of the Soul Lost Grass, he felt that there was a connection between him and Nanli. This connection was indecipherable, and it was a very special feeling.

"It's been too long for the ice." Hui Wu said on the side: "Even the Soul-Lost Grass cannot completely restore her memory, but just reorganize her broken memories."

In other words, Nanli is now amnesia.

Fang Mu touched his chin, and the situation was indeed unexpected.

However, even if I have amnesia, the relationship between master and servant has been settled, it is not a loss, on the contrary, it is still very good.

If a female leader with amnesia is guided slowly, it is much better than the female leader with normal memory.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Nan Li took action.

Nanli looked at the entrance of the cave and walked slowly towards the entrance of the cave. That was the only source.

"I can't remember this, and then I'm going to leave?"

Fang Mu stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Leaving without a sound is different from the amnesia people in the film and television dramas.

Nan Li glanced at Fang Mu, stopped, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "I forgot a lot of things, I only remember the name, but you have a connection with me, which makes me very annoyed."

After saying this, Nanli walked forward again.

Fang Mu took two steps back and continued to block Nan Li, staring at Nan Li with a sense of persistence.

Nan Li frowned and said, "Get out, I'm leaving."

The sound is isolated, making people feel uncomfortable.

Hui Wu said aside: "Brother Fang, this requires you to guide you."

He didn't expect that it was the result. According to his ideas, he could only let Fang Mu guide him slowly.

Fang Mu stopped in the middle, shook his head, and said, "No need."

Ashless: "???"

I always feel that the atmosphere is getting solemn. Is it wrong to open it?

Fang Mu raised his head, and a cold flashed in his eyes: "Give you another chance. From now on, you are my person in life and my ghost in death, do you understand?"

Nan Li's eyebrows became deeper and deeper. She stretched out her hand, and there was a pattern of formation flashing across her hand. The meaning was very obvious. If I didn't let go, I would do it.

Fang Mu smiled and raised his bloody gun: "You actually told me to get out? Hahaha, I had been in pain for at least so long before I got you out, and you left without a sound. I was in vain. I was in vain."

"I originally wanted to reason, so everyone should discuss it carefully, but now it seems that it's just a big fist."

"Besides, if you run out of your memory, no one will take care of it, and the world will be in chaos!"

Lightning and flames spread from this space, sealing all places.

"Brother Fang, do you want to help?" Hui Wu said on the side: "Although her strength has dropped to the True Dragon Realm, the formation is very strange."

"No!" Fang Mu shook his head and said, "Don't make any public appearances."

After saying that, Fang Mu used the resentment in this illusion.

First, he added ten points of resentment to the power of the four symbols, but he did not respond, and then ten points, but he still did not respond. Finally, he added ten points, and then a "ding" sound came.

"Ding, get the skills, the power of the five symbols."

Fang Mu came up with a result, as if the higher the skills, the more resentment you need.

In this way, Fang Mu focused on other skills and finally added the remaining twenty points of resentment to Liaoyuan's gun technique.

At present, the most powerful one is Liaoyuan Gun Technique.

This set of marksmanship from the statue of the General is not only powerful but also has its own moves, and can also use other abilities well.

Power, flame, and lightning can be presented by Liaoyuan gun technique, which has made Fang Mu go from being randomly beaten to being organized.

If it was normal, Fang Mu might think about it one by one and consider other skills.

But now it's different, Fang Mu just wants to beat the other party up.

"Ding, get the skill, twelve strikes of Liaoyuan."

It's a long time to say, but in fact, the process of adding points is just two breaths, and a sense of enlightenment comes from Fang Mu's mind.

It seemed as if a general in armor was surrounded by thousands of enemies, entering and leaving seven times.

The basic moves of thorn, prick, slap, slam, circle, block, hold, pounce, dot, pluck, dance, and dance, twelve basic moves of the general's hand seemed to be alive.

This is not a simple basic move, it comes through thousands of bloody battles. Each move is extremely simple, but each move is extremely lethal, and the purpose is to kill one shot.

If it is Liaoyuan's gun technique, it is to interpret the gun indecisively and the waist to the extreme, then Liaoyuan's twelve strikes are to interpret the basic moves of gun technique to the extreme.

Two words - very hard!

Completely hard stuff, not only is the gun long and hard, but even the person who makes the gun is very hard.

Each shot shows a fact: if I continue to shoot, you may die.

"call--"

Fang Mu let out a long breath, raised his blood spear flat, his eyes shining with a cold light: "Come on the fight, don't talk much nonsense, fists are the hard truth!"

Nan Li still looked confused, but the moment Fang Muping raised the spear, she suddenly felt that she was being targeted by a murderous intent.

This murderous aura is not cold or cruel, but it has the meaning of death without life, just like a general trapped in the enemy army, exerting the courage to fight to the death.

Goosebumps appeared on Nan Li's body, and patterns appeared around Nan Li's body. The patterns were beautiful and dangerous.

Hui Wu stood by silently. Since Fang Mu didn't ask him to take action, he didn't take action either.

But he was ready at any time. Once Fang Mu was in danger, he would directly kill Nan Li.

A female sect leader whose strength has dropped to the real dragon realm is still not enough for him to see.

"Brother Fang, the great method of virtual and real emphasizes the intersection of virtual and real, and is the technique used by the formation to use it for one's own body." Although Hui Wu did not take action, he still reminded: "The formation is very mysterious, so be careful."

Fang Mu nodded, and turned from one hand to one blood-warning gun to two hands holding it, and placed the gun handle at his waist.

"boom!"

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the gun appeared like a dragon.

Each shot has twelve changes, and in Fang Mu's hand it seemed to turn into a dragon, covering the vital points around Nanli [Pencil Novel www.qbxs.vip].

Every shot was a key point, and Fang Mu did not hold back.

Either you are beaten to death by me, or you are lucky enough to keep your breath.

Nanli also moved, and all the patterns gathered, forming a symbol that gathered into strangeness around him.

The space around changed and became pitch black, with no light or sound.

"Brother Fang, this is the eye-covering formation, be careful." Hui Wu's voice came.

"No big problem!"

There was no vision, but Fang Muliaoyuan's murderous aura of the twelve strikes had already locked Nan Li.
Chapter completed!