The moon is as cool as water.

Wuming's eyes were locked on Qiqi's little face, staring at her like this, silent.

It was not until Qiqi couldn't help but want to turn around and leave that he said, "What you owe me will always be returned, regardless of whether you have forgotten the past."

The voice was very light, but it was hidden indescribable firmness.

Owe him...

Qiqi felt a headache, and everyone came to tell her that it was related to her past, but she didn't know the truth at all.

"Unless I remember it myself." She was not stupid, wanted to take advantage of her in this regard, and thought it was beautiful.

Wuming didn't speak, but still looked at her calmly.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first." She turned around.

"Go back to accompany him?" He finally withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky: "He probably isn't here now."

The relationship between these people is so chaotic that he can imagine.

No one can say that Mu Chu is not qualified to be with her. He is the one who is most qualified to protect her true love in the past two years.

So what about Chu Xuanchi? She only saw the people around her.

He stood up and before she left, he said calmly: "The internal strength has increased a lot in the past two years, but the light skills have stagnated. How did the master behind you teach?"

When Qiqi turned around, he had already taken steps and walked towards the mountain ahead.

In the wind, only a faint sentence was left: "Come on."

She felt a stern in her heart, and just hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed.

He taught her light skills, which was ten times better than when he fled with him just now. Such a good thing is useless to learn.

but……

"You forced me to learn. Don't ask me for any rewards afterwards, and don't say I owe you anything." In the wind, the words gradually drifted away.

The man walking ahead snorted coldly: "Talk."

With a step, a large piece has emerged.

Qiqi said no more. His pace was too fast, so she could only concentrate on following step by step. With a little bit of excitement, the distance between herself and him would be widened far away.

Under the night, two figures flew away quickly, and it became more and more difficult for the people behind to chase, but the people in front of him held a unique smile, and the moonlight shone on his face, and a rare warmth appeared.

It's very late at night.

...

For some, the night is just beginning.

A black insect nipped a small hole from his tangled arm, and his body, which was so slender that it was almost the size of a needle, moved flexibly. With just a moment, he quickly got into the hole he gnawed.

His face had not changed, but a trace of enduring pain had been stroked in his eyes. Soon, beads of sweat as big as beans oozed out of his face and forehead, and fell drop by drop.

There were four people in the room, Dongli Shuer and Luo Chen stood aside, not daring to get close, but dared to protect them from afar.

By the bed, an old man with a 50-year-old face stood silently, his eyes locked on Chu Xuanchi's sweaty face. At this time, he could not do anything except keep staring at the change in his face.

Not everyone can bear the pain of the bone-eating pain of the Gu worm. If he suddenly can't bear it and starts madness, he must take back the Gu worm as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the Gu worm is shaken to death by the true energy he unconsciously used in the bone marrow, it will immediately turn into a very poison, causing him to die of poison.

Although such an accident has not occurred in the past two years, it has always been a lot of hidden dangers.

However, Wang's ability to resist severe bone-eating pain was far beyond his estimate. In the past two years, whenever the insects penetrated into the bones, he had never even hummed except for the pain in his eyes.

In addition to Dongli Shuer, Luo Chen, and the old witch doctor standing by the bed, there was another person in this room.

He lay there, quietly looking at Chu Xuanchi standing not far from the bed. His lips moved a little, as if he wanted to say something, but at this critical moment, he couldn't say anything.

In the past two years, he has been following Chu Xuanchi. Whether he stayed in the palace, went out to find Qiqi, or fought on the battlefield, for more than two years, the five of them were almost inseparable.

He knew that he had pacified the ten countries, and that he had even recovered Western Chu and the northwest border of Chu. It took only two years to reach the point where capable people could not. This passion made him admire him very much, and he always felt excited when he thought of his fighting on the battlefield.

He cherishes heroes and values ​​heroes. The name of God of War is indeed well-deserved.

Unfortunately, he has been unable to stand up and can't witness his style of fighting on the battlefield with his own eyes.

At this time, he could do nothing except wait for the same severe pain quietly.

Time passed by bit by bit, and after about a stick of incense, the insect slowly emerged from Chu Xuanchi's skin. His body, as thick as a needle, had already been full to the size of a finger. As soon as it drilled out of it, a considerable wound was left on his arm.

Dongli Shuer immediately walked over, picked up the prepared gold medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, and since he skillfully bandaged him.

As for the other three, after the Gu worm emerged from Chu Xuanchi's arm, the old witch doctor did not dare to delay at all. He immediately took the Gu worm back and placed it on the man's leg on the bed.

The insect moved its full body, gnawed it slightly, and then slowly got in.

The man on the bed groaned and gritted his teeth hard. Although his face had not changed much, his cold sweat had already overflowed.

"As long as you pass the last three times in peace, you will become a complete success. General, please bear with it." The old witch doctor comforted Wen Yan.

The man wanted to say something, but because the severe pain was really too strong, he could only grit his teeth and press down the pain hard.

Luo Chen pressed his legs hard, for fear that he would not be able to help but move. However, as in the past, even if it was not easy for this incense stick of time, the man still did not move.

Chu Xuanchi, whose wound was bandaged, walked to the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes to the man who was still fighting the severe pain. It was not until a stick of incense that he slowly relaxed. He sat down by the bed. After Luo Chen helped the person up, his palms fell on his back door, and used his internal strength to help him merge the newly sent bone and blood into his body.

More than an hour passed. When the man's face improved, Chu Xuanchi retracted his palm power and flipped off the bed.

"Wang, please have tea." Dongli Shu'er brought the tea with both hands.

In two years, she also grew up so mature and steady from the beginning that the little girl who was a little willful and willful.

Chu Xuanchi drank the tea in one breath and returned the cup to her. He looked back at the man on the bed, "Stay good rest yourself, it's less than a month left, don't get into trouble at this time."

These words are also for others.

The man who had already lying back nodded slightly, still looking like he was reluctant to speak.

The old witch doctor and Luo Chen Shu'er nodded together and said, "I know."

Chu Xuanchi was about to leave, but the man on the bed couldn't help it and asked anxiously: "Is she..."

"Yes." Chu Xuanchi just paused slightly, but did not look back: "I have lost my memory, forgot the past, and I can't remember you anymore. Anything will be said when she recovers her memory."

You have to leave just by step.

"She must hate you to death, right?" Behind him, a little anxious words were heard.

Chu Xuanchi just paused and continued to walk forward until he left the bedroom. He looked up at the sky, and there was a little desolation in his eyes.

It would be good to hate him. Now, I have completely forgotten the past with him. Even if he wants to bring her to see him, he wants to relieve her resentment towards him, he can't do it anymore.

When will she pick up those pasts?

...

For a long time, Dongling Haotian stood in the wind and waited. The dark green robe looked like ink in the dark, almost completely integrated into the night.

More than an hour later, Murong Qianqian finally came out of the cave.

He didn't go in and see his master as soon as possible because he had to explain something clearly to Murong Qianqian.

"I want to kill you, as simple as killing an ant." He said coldly, and he had never looked back at her. His face became more and more disgusted.

"But you dare not kill me now." This is also the reason why Murong Qianqian dared to be presumptuous in front of him. After tonight, she was even more sure that even if Dongling Haotian didn't like her, he even hated her extremely, but at least he didn't have the courage to kill her.

"Third Prince, we can actually..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his neck tightening, his big palm was locked on her throat, and he quickly pressed her on the stone wall like a gust of wind.

With a blockage in her throat, Murong Qianqian immediately felt difficult to breathe, but there was no look of fear in her eyes, because she firmly believed that Dongling Haotian would not dare to touch her at all.

"Believe it or not, I will end your life immediately?" Dongling Haotian said coldly with his eyes in his eyes.

"Don't believe it." She even raised the corners of her lips, and even though her breathing became weaker and weaker, she still believed it so firmly in her heart.

He had deployed the plan for so long, and now it was finally slowly formed. She finally convinced Ye Lanfeng completely and basically mastered all the troops in Ye Lanfeng's hands.

Even if she couldn't move Chu Xuanchi, at least she had hundreds of thousands of troops in her hands. At this time, Dongling Haotian wanted to kill her, so he undoubtedly shot himself in the foot.

Such a shrewd third prince would not do such a stupid thing at all.

Sure enough, Dongling Haotian just vented his displeasure in his heart. After pinching her for a moment, he suddenly withdrew his hand, turned his back to her, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be so arrogant in front of me, I can't kill you, but I have more ways to torture you."

"Third Prince." Murong Qianqian took a few breaths before walking behind him, still gasping for a low voice, but her smile had already returned to her face: "Actually, we can work hard, why should you treat me like this? I have always been loyal to you."
Chapter completed!