For Yue Qinghua, Yuantong is undoubtedly the most important person in his life.
This man who brought him up since childhood was not only his master, but also his parents, his mentor, his friend... Such a person, but he no longer remembers him. Chu Tianjiao, who has experienced similar pain, can clearly understand
Yue Qinghua could not help but feel the pain at this moment.
Pursing his lips slightly, Chu Tianjiao could not bear it, but he still nodded gently, and comforted him for a moment, "However, you don't have to be too sad, He Lanji also lost his memory before, didn't he already remember everything?
Or, Senior Yuan will slowly remember everything!"
"Yeah!" Fortunately, Yue Qinghua is much simpler than her. When she heard what she said, her face immediately showed a bit of joy, "Tianjiao, you didn't lie to me?!"
His pink eyes were full of hope, so clear that Chu Tianjiao did not dare to look directly. She looked away and pretended to be relaxed, "How could I lie to you? Senior Yuan will definitely think of you!"
Yue Qinghua naturally did not expect how much of her promise was comforting. She immediately came over with a smile, held Yuantong's arm again, and spoke softly.
"Master, don't be afraid. I'm not some white-haired monster. I'm your disciple Yue Qinghua. Didn't you say at that time that my hair and eyes were a gift from God? I just saw something strange upstairs.
, I'm worried to death, by the way..." He suddenly reached for his waist and pulled out the wine bag, "I almost forgot, this is the wine I specially brought from the camp, my disciple knows that you must be good at wine, this
You haven’t drank for a few days, you must be hungry?!”
Yuantong was a little repelled by him at first, but when he heard the word "wine", he immediately turned his eyes, his eyes gleaming, and immediately snatched the wine bag from his hand, pulled out the stopper, and gently smelled the smell of wine.
, he immediately brought his mouth over and took a few big sips.
"Slow down, don't choke..." Yue Qinghua reminded, lifting up her crisp sleeves to help him wipe off the alcohol on his beard.
Yuantong didn't appreciate it. Instead, he twisted his body and left his back to him. However, Yue Qinghua didn't care. She moved two steps forward and came to his side again.
One is old and the other is young, one is extremely handsome, the other is ugly and depressed, but the poor one hates the handsome one and avoids him like a fly.
Gazing at the contrast between the old and the young, Chu Tianjiao just sighed quietly, but He Lanji, who was standing beside her, had already stretched out his arm, took her into his arms, and placed his palms on her back to comfort her.
He patted the ground and said, "Let seniors Tsinghua and Yuan stay here for a while, and we'll go down below to talk!"
Yuantong's current situation is not stable. If they stay here, it will make him feel scared. Except for Yue Qinghua and Yuantong, everyone left the eighth floor and came downstairs.
Sitting down at the table next to the window in the eight-story tower, the Demon Palace has returned to its original appearance. This is a good thing after all, but Yuantong, a strong man of the generation, has turned into a coward who has lost his memory. Thinking of Yue Qinghua's distressed look on his face, everyone
His face looked a little helpless.
"Could it be related to that magic circle?" Lian'er whispered from the side, "Before, I also learned some formations from Aunt Hong. Some magic formations were too powerful and would backfire.
Whose!"
"Maybe!" Chu Tianjiao raised his hand to rub his temples, but his eyes glanced at Dan through his fingers. Dan was wiping the blood on his neck with a handkerchief, his dark eyes looking a little absent-minded.
Outside the window, there was suddenly the sound of flapping wings.