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Ye Qingqing was not a person who was good at words, and there was no excited joy of life and death reunion on his face, but he could not hide the anxiety and worry in his eyes. He looked at Mao'er, his frown never loosened.

Like a little old man...

After thousands of years, there seems to be only one sentence, "I'm here, I made you wait for so long!"

If Ye Qingqing's words stopped in other people's ears, they might think that he was trying to instigate a relationship between Mao'er and Jun Mojue. However, people who knew him and his temperament would not think so. He was just

He was stating, stating the reasons why he didn't stay by her side.

Was it because he was in a coma that he made the compromise?

Jun Mo Jue, Jun Mo Jue... I originally thought you had changed, and you just hid your domineering and self-righteousness under a careless mask. You just no longer get angry easily, but you learned how to irritate people more easily.

Just hurt her.

At this moment, the man in red was standing in front of Mao'er. He didn't have thousands of troops, he only had a group of brothers and friends who shared life and death with him. Wasn't it supposed to be disbanded? Just to find him.

We got together again after looking for her...

There was no moment that made her faith stronger. Ye Qingqing, what you lost since childhood, I will help you get it back...

We don’t want your mother’s love, we don’t want your brother’s love. We want to find your identity, your status, and your father’s admiration.

Mao'er looked up at Ye Wuqing, with many complex emotions in her peach blossom eyes. She pursed her lips and didn't speak. She just looked at Ye Wuqing. Jun Mo Jue stood aside and couldn't get in this.

Atmosphere, he had a feeling that he was being excluded...

Ye Wuqing didn't look at Jun Mo Jue at all. He took three or two steps forward, his brows furrowed more and more tightly. He stretched out two fingers and wiped Mao'er's lips back and forth with some domineering tenderness.

Mao'er's lips were already red and swollen due to Jun Mo Jue's torment just now, like a lotus blooming in the morning, plump and light pink, very attractive.

There was no need to hide Ye Qingqing's angry mood at all, and he was not a cover-up person, as shown by his frowning eyebrows and tightly pursed lips. His body was already heavy with air-conditioning, but now it was even more air-conditioning.

It's heavy……

Mao'er let him touch his lips again and again, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Ye Qingqing's air-conditioning broke out, and he was very unhappy. With a swish, he withdrew his hand and pointed the sword at Jun Mo Jue, "Did you do it?"

These words are actually asking questions knowingly. Look at the remnants of Mao'er's body and the red and swollen lips. Jun Mojue is the biggest here. Who is he?

Jun Mojue squinted his eyes and said nothing the whole time. His charming and cold expression changed several times. He had been immersed in his own thoughts. The more he thought about some things in self-study, the more frightened he became...

He has never been a stupid person. On the contrary, Jun Mojue's intelligence is known to the world. He once retreated the enemy thousands of miles away with one plan. This is not a legend...

Mao'er's regret hit him hard at the beginning...

Some things that he couldn't figure out and couldn't understand gradually became clear in his mind, and some vague doubts that he hadn't thought about carefully came to the surface gradually.

The bad guesses occupied Jun Mojue's brain. If... if...

At this moment, Jun Mo Jue felt that his whole body had become cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head.

Xia Qingcheng said, Jun Mo Jue, if you are lucky, your lost memories will never be recovered for the rest of your life, and you will live a better life. If you are not lucky enough, your lost memories will be returned to you without missing a single plot.

In my mind, at that time, I wanted you to regret it!

What memories has he lost?

Why doesn't he know anything?

Also, if the memory is really lost, then naturally we cannot know it...

But what else did Xia Qingcheng say? You can go to Yu Liuying, your third brother, and ask him, what did you take in your body? Wangchen? Wangchen...

Why would Xia Qingcheng go to his queen mother so angrily? Why would her queen mother kneel on the ground and beg her for forgiveness? Why would she mercilessly pierce her heart with a sharp sword...

Is there some shocking conspiracy hidden in it that he doesn't know about?

Jun Mojue didn't see the sharp red arrow stretched out in front of his eyes at all. His eyes were defensive for a moment, and then he put them on Mao'er. After a long time, he said, "Xia Qingcheng, why do I regret it?"

Mao'er squinted her eyes on the bed. She thought that she was crazy to want to bear all this by herself. She pursed her lips. Mao'er suddenly smiled coldly, "Jun Mojue, you don't know that you have taken...

Have you ever passed Wangchen?"

That's it...

Mao'er's voice was sarcastic, and it seemed that he was not the only one who was mocking him. Now when these words were said nakedly, Mao'er's eyes were so sour that she wanted to shed tears...

There is no antidote for those who forget about food!

Unless you have strong mental power and the belief to retrieve lost memories, cracking Wangchen depends entirely on himself.

As soon as Mao'er finished speaking, Jun Mojue's face turned pale, and the blood completely disappeared from his face in an instant... His dark silver eyes changed several times, and he looked at Mao'er in disbelief, cold and charming.

The smile was already breaking on his face...

"What did I forget?"

"Tell me! What have I forgotten? Tell me...!"

For a moment, his silver eyes were bloodshot, and Jun Mojue almost rushed to the bed, grabbed Mao'er's shoulders and shook her hard...

But Ye Wuqing stood there with a cold face, the sharp arrow in his hand was like a spear, blocking his steps, and the violent storm filled his eyes instantly, and the cold-blooded look that wanted to kill him...

Is it something that everyone knows, but only he doesn't know? Is it that everything is not what he randomly thinks? Is there some story that he doesn't know during his coma...

Taking two steps back, Jun Mo Jue's eyes turned blood red. He suddenly began to feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, which was even more frightening than the day he lost Xia Qingcheng in the main hall...

His silver eyes were bloodshot, and Jun Mojue's coquettish face suddenly became fierce. He held his hand in the air, and the Tianlong sword immediately appeared in his hand, pointing directly at Ye Wuqing, "Do you also know something?"



It’s so uncomfortable to have a cold, so I shouldn’t travel. I deeply know that I was wrong... Wuwu...

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