"Comrades, have you seen the ugly face of the feudal monarch?"
General Shentse asked.
In the Mars Sword Palace, the atmosphere suddenly became very tense.
Everybody looked weird. The daughter of the feudal monarch was still behind him.
Sun Lang sneered. "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
He said to Wu Hui, "The emperor secretly enlightened Chi Lianyan and made him become the Fire Sword Saint overnight. You were not killed in the Great Desolate Mountain, so you must be useful later, right?
Chi Lianyan is the new Fire Sword Saint, and you are the Mars Swordsman as his babysitter. What kind of deal did they make with you? "
Wu Hui said in a low voice, "Assist him, teach him, train him, and monitor him … secretly observe his situation and secretly pay attention to the state of the holy sword. This is the mission I received."
Sun Lang noticed this word. "Mission … You are the Mars Swordsman, the second person in the Sword Palace."
"Yes. In order to keep the masters of the holy swords in check and prevent the Sword Palace from becoming the private mountain of the Sword Saints, the imperial court gave the swordsman a special identity and status. Seriously speaking, even the Mars Swordsman is not qualified to give me orders directly," Wu Hui said slowly. "The only person who can give me a mission is the emperor."
Sun Lang was not surprised by this. "How do you know that it was the emperor who gave you an order?"
The Mars Swordsman replied, "The emperor summoned me."
The General of Divine Strategies whistled and said, "How direct. You're actually going down personally?"
Wu Hui's voice had been very low. At this point, the memories of the past had become nightmares, and they had almost killed him just now. Thinking about it, he really could not feel happy.
But he still answered seriously, "On the night when Chi Lianyan became a Sword Saint, the mysterious man I saved in the Great Desolate Mountain quietly showed up. He brought the emperor's summons and unveiled his mysterious veil to me. He was indeed from the secret army of the royal family and served the emperor directly …
"Under his lead, I put on an iron mask and took a secret medicine. I could only feel myself being helped into the carriage. We kept moving forward. I don't know how far we went, and I don't know how much time passed. Then … I saw the true dragon, the son of heaven."
At this point, a look of confusion and awe appeared on his face, as if he was recalling what he had seen that night. With a strange tone, he said, "That night, that night …"
He seemed to be deeply impressed, as if he had seen something extraordinary.
Sun Lang picked his nose and said, "What? Is he messing around with the royalist ministers?"
These obscene words were so high level that other than Bao Xiren, no one else present could understand the malicious intent that Sun Lang almost overflowed. Other than the capital magistrate, who was glaring angrily, everyone else was dumbfounded.
Wu Hui thought that Sun Lang was talking about something like "the emperor is having a secret meeting with the royalists." He actually nodded and said, "Perhaps …"
Sun Lang burst out laughing.
Bao Xiren's gaze almost turned into a sharp sword. After all, his loyalty to the emperor was deeply ingrained in him. Even if his loyalty was now wavering, even if he had begun to doubt the emperor's position and actions, this did not mean that he would be as daring as Sun Lang. He was a relatively gentle rebel.
Sun Lang forcibly suppressed his smile under Bao Xiren's righteous gaze. He was just about to continue questioning Wu Hui when he suddenly burst out laughing again. "No, I have to write this matter in the newspaper …"
Bao Xiren slapped the table with a dark expression. "Are you done?"
Sun Lang finally suppressed his laughter. Facing the confused gazes of the others that said, "What are you talking about again?" He said seriously, "Fine, fine. The brave and upright comrade Bao Xiren can't wait to hear about the emperor's evil plans. Wu Hui, you can continue."
Wu Hui blinked his eyes and said with difficulty, "Continue … continue what?"
Sun Lang frowned. "Continue. When you met the emperor, what did he say to you? What did he show you? What accomplices did he have? What evil plans did he have? Where did he summon you …"
The Swordsman of Mars gradually frowned, and even a pained expression appeared. "I … I don't remember."
Sun Lang stared and said, "Are you kidding me?"
Wu Hui's face gradually turned pale, like a fish out of water. He took a few deep breaths, and cold sweat poured down. He said with difficulty, "General, please forgive me … I really don't remember it clearly. That part of the memory is very vague. I only know that I met the emperor in that bizarre world. I remember that I saw something very shocking. I remember that the emperor showed me something very incredible …"
"What I saw, what I heard, what I thought, and what the emperor showed me made me decide to pledge my loyalty. Not to this country, but to the emperor, to the faith and determination that he showed me. It was all very abrupt, but it was logical. After I returned to the Sword Palace, I seemed to have lost most of my memories of that night, but I never had any hesitation about it …"
His eyes were glittering with fear, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. Looking back at the dream, cold sweat was all over his body. "Just like that, I lived two years normally. Two years …"
If Ke Nan and the rest of them were the only ones who couldn't understand it, even Sun Lang couldn't quite understand it right now. Such an abrupt turn was truly baffling. After all, the story just now had been well told, but at the most critical moment, he used the excuse of amnesia to fool them. It was as annoying as a fast shooter in a prequel.
Sun Lang knocked on the table. "It sounds like your memories have been tampered with …"
Wu Hui nodded gloomily. "I think so, too."
"Bullsh * t."
Sun Lang said bluntly, "You f * cking said that your memories were modified and your mind was implanted. You lived like an idiot for two years and didn't notice anything wrong at all. Then why do you remember it now?
Why do you only remember half of it when you clearly remember it? "
Wu Hui hesitated for a moment. For some reason, his old face was slightly red.
Seeing that, Sun Lang couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.
"No, it can't be …"
The Swordsman of Mars said slowly, "Just now, my mind was manipulated, and the general waved his sword in anger. Then, I was woken up by you … It was like a person in a nightmare being thrown into a cold pool.
"Although it was bone-chilling, the stinging coldness brought me an unprecedented sense of clearness.
"I felt that a scorching power flowed through my whole body, bringing great vitality to my old body and breaking some of the shackles in my body in one go. My soul returned, and I remembered the doubts of the past. I realized that I had been deceived and manipulated. I realized that the emperor had woven a huge network. At that time, my head was muddled. I only remembered that I was manipulated and killed … and …"
His old face was even redder, and his tone was even more hesitant.
But Sun Lang knew what he was thinking.
He also knew what Wu Hui was talking about.
At that time, he realized that he had come back to life, and his old spear was raised high. His boundless joy even overwhelmed the shadow of the emperor. It was only when he came back to his senses that he realized that he was entangled in a huge pubic hair.
And the "scorching power" that helped him break through the confusion and return to his original heart was simply too obvious.
… What the f * ck!
Goosebumps broke out all over his body. On the surface, Sun Lang was calm, but in his heart, he was frantically flipping a table.
There was such a f * cking operation?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Now, it seemed that the fundamental power of the Sacred Sword of Fire had not only reawakened the damned old man's functional responses at the moment when Wu Hui's body was about to die, but it had also broken through the mental shackles he was under?
This f * cking ability of distortion was actually so useful!
To make matters worse, the Four Famed Hunters didn't understand the Heavenly Book that Wu Hui was talking about earlier, but now they understood it. Not only did they understand it, but they were also seriously analyzing it.
"No wonder Senior Wu said so little logic, so much narration and little analysis. It turns out that his memory was incomplete."
Bao Xiren said seriously, "Your memory is missing the most important second half. This junior believes that the most important thing right now is to continue unraveling this memory's deep barrier and restore the original appearance of the truth."
Wu Hui expressed his agreement. "The feeling of missing a corner of my memory is not good. It's as if everything in front of my eyes is an illusion, and what I remember is nothing more than an imperfect dream … This old man really wants to regain his memory."
He clenched his fist, his expression dim. "In the beginning, I hid some things from the general. On one hand, my heart was really flustered. On the other hand, my mind was also a mess. All kinds of illusory and real scenes appeared in my mind, but I had no impression of them. In the end, I gradually remembered. I realized that my memory had been tampered with, just like these two years, just like my life …"
He looked at the people present and said softly, "This old man became the Sword Attendant of Mars because I trained hard since I was young. I paid countless blood, sweat, and tears. When my brothers were indulging in pleasure, I lived the life of an ascetic monk. When they were young, they enjoyed many beautiful things in the world, but I gave the best time to martial arts. I gave up a lot and missed a lot, so that I could have today's achievements … All of this was exchanged with my own hands."
"And the Emperor trampled on it."
"He played with my tempered body like a puppet. I am a martial artist made of blood and bones. I am an extraordinary Heaven's Pride. A martial artist's bones are iron, and a martial artist's will is unyielding. What does he think we are?"
"This is wrong."
"He fooled me, controlled me, and deceived me. He took away my sword and said that he would help me adjust and strengthen it. He called it a reward, but he injected an evil spirit into it to monitor me, control me, and just now, he wanted to kill me."
"Just because he is the Emperor, so he can do whatever he wants?"
"Just because we are his subjects, so we should let him do whatever he wants?"
"No … I think this is wrong."
"I am sure this is wrong …"
Wu Hui's soul had been tampered with. He had lost many things, such as pride and unyielding. Now, he was gradually breaking the shackles, but it was impossible to restore his former self in one go. His words were clumsy, and he could only hope that the young geniuses present could understand what he meant.
Indeed, they understood what he was saying.
Bao Xiren, the partner of justice, was moved by Wu Hui's confession. He sympathized with the weak and refused to submit to the strong. This was the stubborn nature of this guy that had never changed.
He held Wu Hui's hand and said seriously, "Right is right, and wrong is wrong. Senior Wu, even if the other party is the Emperor, what he did is wrong. You see, the sun is bright, and there is justice. Even if the person who made the mistake is the Emperor, there will be brave people who will point out all of this to him and seek justice for the victims …"
Sun Lang let out a very obvious sneer.
Bao Xiren turned a deaf ear to him and continued, "Let us return to the previous topic. Senior Wu, the most important thing now is to restore your past memories. You just said that when you were fighting with Sun Lang, you were ambushed by the trap in the sword of the Imperial Army and almost died on the spot. It was a blazing force that awakened the vitality in your body and shattered the shackles in your mind, right?"
Wu Hui's face turned red again, and he nodded awkwardly.
Bao Xiren muttered, "A blazing force awakened the vitality in your body …"
— — And even awakened the beast in his body, you idiot!
Sun Lang already had the urge to flip the table in front of him.
He had a bad feeling about this.
At this moment, Bao Xiren's eyes lit up.
"A blazing force … could it be the Sacred Fire Sword!
Sun Lang really did take out the Sacred Fire Sword at that time! "
As if a light had flashed across his mind, Bao Xiren looked as if he had discovered the truth and looked at Sun Lang with a joyful expression. "Could it be that the power of the Sacred Fire Sword helped Senior Wu?"
— — I fucking want to use the Sacred Fire Sword to help you!
Sun Lang flatly denied, "Of course not!
The Sacred Fire Sword is used to cut people, it has no other use other than killing people and arson!
Not at all!
So it definitely isn't the Sacred Fire Sword! "
Bao Xiren didn't agree with this statement, "But Senior Wu said, a blazing force …"
Sun Lang shouted, "Does blazing force have to be related to the Sacred Fire Sword?
Maybe at that time, when the killing intent was abundant, Old Wu realized the danger of death, and under the urge to live, awakened the dormant potential in his body, and unlocked the Genetic Lock in one go! "
Bao Xiren was puzzled, "Why are you so excited?"
"Not at all!"
Sun Lang immediately acted as if nothing had happened, "Old Wu's memory loss, although troublesome, is not a big problem. Part of his memory has already provided very detailed information, we can change our way of thinking, if we can't get information from Old Wu, we can still follow the vine to find the melon, and see if we can catch a big fish, such as the mysterious person who met with him …"
Bao Xiren said, "No, there is obviously a more convenient way, I suspect that the power of the Sacred Fire Sword unlocked Senior Wu's memory shackles, but because the time before was too short, only half of the shackles were unlocked, and now we have to find a way to unlock the other half, so …"
He sincerely suggested, "Why don't the two of you recreate the scene of your previous fight?"