Chapter 1525

Although Roga has not returned to Shacheng for 100000 years, Shacheng is the only city in the whole sky that is fully under the jurisdiction of the mercenary trade union, so over the years, Shacheng has not become chaotic.

After learning the overall situation of Shacheng from Yu Qingcheng, Yang Xuan couldn't help sighing that Roga was really a lazy person.

In the whole sand city, almost everything was left to the people of various forces by berroga, and the mutual checks and balances between these forces unknowingly formed a balanced situation. No matter who wants to touch more cakes, he must experience the situation of hurting his whole body.

Yang Xuan walked around the city that once belonged to him, constantly looking at the scenery in the city. In this city, the most powerful are undoubtedly all kinds of mercenary groups and all kinds of vendors.

The chamber of Commerce and the mercenary union check and balance each other, enveloping the whole city under their control. There are countless small forces standing behind the two giants. They can get along well with each other on weekdays, but once one party has any wrong news, it will cause a fierce reaction from the other party.

Just like a chain, as long as one ring is disconnected, all the other connections will no longer work.

Yang Xuan slowly walked to the sword pavilion from outside the city and looked up at the palace that once belonged to him. He couldn't help feeling thousands of feelings in his heart.

The gate of Jiange is closed, but it seems that people often clean here, so there is not much dust. Many flowers and trees were planted on both sides of the gate of the sword Pavilion. It can be clearly seen that it was written by Baguio.

Yang Xuan pushed open the gate of the sword Pavilion and was looking forward to walking inside, but there was a burst of dust in front of him, choking Yang Xuan out of breath.

After the dust gradually subsided, Yang Xuan took Yu Qingcheng into the sword Pavilion.

Although the temple is very tall, the interior decoration is surprisingly simple. The hall is painted white. There are no other things in the hall except a few rusted long swords hanging on the wall.

Yang Xuan suddenly felt that the center of his eyebrows began to beat violently. A strange force was pulling him towards the stairs in front of him.

Yang Xuan looked at the dark stairs and finally stepped up. There was thick dust on the ground, but it was obviously not like nobody had cleaned it for 100000 years.

Go up the stairs. The more you go up, Yang Xuan feels that his eyebrows beat more fiercely. There seems to be something trying to break through Yang Xuan's forehead.

Yang Xuan walked up step by step. The spirit stone lamp on the wall has been extinguished. It can be seen that it has not been lit for many years.

Yu Qingcheng followed Yang Xuan and led his clothes. There were only two people in the whole sword Pavilion, which made her feel a burst of fear for no reason.

Suddenly, there was a light ahead. It was an arch.

Walking into the arch, Yang Xuan's eyebrows suddenly became agitated. He could vaguely see the skin on his forehead trembling, and even vaguely hear the sound of "plop plop".

Behind the arch is a huge platform. Yang Xuan stands on the platform and looks out. This is the most central part of the Jian Pavilion. On this broad platform, there is only a wooden man with a blood red armor hanging on it.

Yu Qingcheng was suddenly curious and came forward and touched the armor with his hand. And her fingers had not touched the armor, and a red awn lit up on the armor.

There was a fierce murderous spirit in the red awn. Yang Xuan quickly stretched out his hand to drag Yu Qingcheng away. Yu Qingcheng's finger has been cut.

Yang Xuan looked at this bloody armor. An inexplicable familiarity was uploaded from the armor, which made Yang Xuan want to touch it.

Seeing Yang Xuan raise her hand, Yu Qingcheng, who had just been injured by armor, was worried and hurriedly wanted to dissuade Yang Xuan, but before she said anything, Yang Xuan's fingertips had fallen on the armor.

"Ah!!!" Yu Qingcheng immediately screamed, but found that Yang Xuan was still safe and sound. Not only that, but Yang Xuan also pasted the whole palm on the blood armor.

A layer of faint red light immediately lit up on the blood armour, and there was murderous gas gushing out, condensed into real blood gas, flying around Yang Xuan.

But these blood gas didn't hurt Yang Xuan. Instead, they cheered around Yang Xuan like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, which was particularly cheerful.

Yu Qingcheng stood aside and dared not go out. At this time, Roga's shadow appeared in front of them.

"Hey, kid, I finally saw you." When Roga saw Yang Xuan, he immediately showed an excited look and said to Yang Xuan, "emperor Shi Tian thought I would disappear forever, but I didn't expect that I fabricated a spirit body, put all my memories here, and returned to heaven with the blood spirit body."

"Roga?" Yang Xuan asked softly, but he was refuted by Roga: "no, I am not Roga. In other words, I am not your previous life, but a spirit body created by Roga with unique means in order to complete Roga's task."

"Mission, what mission?" Yang Xuan asked puzzled.

Roga smiled faintly and said, "I want to return all the memories belonging to Roga to you, which he specially left for you."

When he finished, a light blue light ball appeared in his hand, and the light ball gradually became larger, in which each dense treasure light flickered.

Just when Yang Xuan was curious, the spirit suddenly waved its palm, and the blue light ball entered Yang Xuan's sea of knowledge. Yang Xuan only felt his boom, and it was dark in front of him.

Then he saw a blue light ball floating above his sea of knowledge. There were strands of blue light in the light ball, which was separated from the light ball like a cocoon and entered Yang Xuan's sea of knowledge. And these blue lights are Roga's memory.

Yu Qingcheng looked at Yang Xuan nervously for fear that something might happen to him. But Yang Xuan kept his eyes closed and stood still, but his breath gradually became fierce.

After a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. Yu Qingcheng quickly welcomed him and asked, "nerd, are you okay?" But Yang Xuan didn't answer Yu Qingcheng. He snorted and fell to the ground.

"Nerd!!! What's the matter with you? Don't scare me." Yu Qingcheng asked nervously.

Roga smiled and replied, "don't worry, he was fainted by the sudden increase of memory. You know, this is the memory Roga has accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years. Of course, you don't have to worry, he will wake up soon."

The spirit body said and yawned: "ah... I'm so sleepy. It seems that I'm going to sleep again, but I don't know if I have a chance to wake up again."