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Chapter 1890 Mr. Chicken, dead?(1/2)

 "Chicken Lord."
Gu Han asked curiously, "Venerable Dawei, is that your previous title?"
Chongming didn't answer.
She stared at him blankly, the confusion in her eyes getting even worse.
"Why are you still here?"
It suddenly said, "You're not going back? Why is your cultivation so low? Have you fallen into disgrace?"
Continuously ask questions.
Gu Han was confused after hearing this.
Looked at it carefully a few times.
He vaguely felt that something was wrong with Chongming now. He was a bit like the old Wei before, and his mind was a little confused.
Also at this time.
Yuan Zhengyang and his party also rushed over. They felt very sad when they saw Chongming, whose feathers were dull and gray, showing his old age.
in their cognition.
Whether he was beaten or pushed to the ground and rubbed, Chongming always looked that energetic and unyielding.
But now...
But he looks like an old man who is dying.
"master."
The sapling rolled his eyes and muttered, "What happened to Mr. Chicken? Was he beaten stupid?"
"It's you?"
Chongming looked at it blankly and subconsciously said, "Why are you still so mean?"
Sapling "???"
Chongming ignored it, looking dazed, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, muttering to himself.
"who I am?"
"Who is Chongming?"
"Venerable Dawei, who is it?"
"..."
now.
Not only Gu Han, but others also realized that something was wrong.
"Master Chicken, what happened?"
aside.
Leng Meizi suddenly said, "It seems...it must have found some of the missing memories."
Missing?
Gu Han's heart moved.
The missing memories of Chongming should be those before Patriarch Xuantian found it.
"Can……"
He didn't understand, "What does that have to do with me?"
"perhaps……"
Leng Meizi thought for a moment and then said, "It's related to you."
Some people, maybe."
Gu Han's heart moved again.
He suddenly thought of the sword tip in the Star Sword Palace and the sister holding the nine-color war sword.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a sword or a person.
It seems that the era of its existence is extremely long ago.
"The great battle."
"There are too many secrets hidden."
Qianye sighed, "Now it seems that it seems to be somewhat involved in your life experience."
Gu Han said nothing.
He glanced at Chongming again.
"Don't count on it."
Qianye seemed to know what he was thinking, and added, "It was injured so badly. It's a miracle that it can survive until now. It's impossible to expect it to retrieve its complete memory and tell you everything."
"Pity."
Gu Han smiled bitterly and said, "It would be great if I could go back in time, find the source, and understand everything."
"Don't think so much."
Qianye shook his head and lamented, "Time goes by and the years are ruthless. How can there be any reason to go backwards? Those things that have passed away have passed away after all. Some secrets are destined to be buried in history."
"Chicken Lord."
Gu Han sighed secretly and looked at Chongming again, "Do you really not remember anything?"
"Remember what?"
Chongming seemed to come back to his senses and looked at him strangely, "Why do you speak so strangely?"
"You just..."
"Did I just speak?"
Chongming is even stranger.
Gu Han "..."
he thinks.
At this moment, Chongming's mind was even more confused than that of Old Wei.
Chongming ignored him.
He turned his eyes and looked at the Xuantian Realm in the distance, with a strong look of exhaustion flashing in his eyes.
"Boy."
"I'll leave it to you to avenge the rest..."
The words are not finished yet.
Its eyelids slowly closed, and the last thing on the divine feather
A trace of color also disappeared, and there was no longer any breath.
"Chicken Master?"
Gu Han's heart trembled and he called softly, but got no response at all.
"Chicken Lord!"
Yuan Zhengyang's eye circles suddenly turned red.
"Chicken Lord!!"
The expressions of all the sword cultivators were shocked, and their hearts were filled with grief.
Quietly. ??
An aura of sorrow and sadness filled the place, and everyone suddenly felt like the sky was falling.
died?
To be continued...
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