The red clothes are flying, the ink hair is floating, and there is a flowing and charming beauty...
"Princess, I don't want to say the same thing for the third time..."
The Demon Lord avoided Ling Chuchu's attack, grabbed Xiao Zhao's waist with his right hand, and flew up. The words floated in the air and were soon blown away by a gust of autumn wind.
"snort……"
Ling Chuchu looked at the Demon Lord who was leaving in a mess, snorted coldly, but did not catch up. She retracted her gaze boredly, and turned around and saw Junzimo looking at her with a burning gaze.
"General of the God?"
She frowned and looked at the man like a god not far away and spoke in confusion.
There were countless fragmented scenes in Junzimo's mind again, and those scenes quickly rolled in his mind. Unexpectedly, this time he saw a woman in red. Yes, he was very sure that it was a
The woman in red seems to be very similar to the Princess of the Underworld in front of her...
"Princess, I... have we known each other before..."
The gentle voice escaping from his thin lips with a unique charm, with a hint of tenderness that he himself could not believe.
"It should...no..."
He obviously asked Ling Chuchu down, but Ling Chuchu was stunned and replied with uncertainty. Maybe she had seen her memory before, but she forgot.
"But why do I always feel familiar with the princess..."
Junzimo touched the painful temple and spoke in uncertainty, but the sound was faint and filled with an indescribable loneliness.
If he had never known her, why would he fluctuate in his heart every time he met her? And the scenes in his mind only began to appear intermittently after meeting her. He would not believe it if he said they didn't know her.
What has really happened before, but they have forgotten it.
"To be honest with the general, I have lost my memory, which means I have forgotten all the memories from a thousand years ago. Perhaps we may not have known each other a thousand years ago."
Ling Chuchu smiled. She felt inexplicably intimate about the God General. She couldn't say anything, but she had a very good impression of him. If the two met a thousand years ago, they would definitely be friends who could make friends.
"Such a coincidence? I have completely forgotten the memory of a thousand years ago."
Surprise flashed in Junzimo's deep eyes. Is this really a coincidence that I forgot what happened thousands of years ago? Thinking of the words of the Demon Lord, my slender and white fingers slightly held it.
"Is that? That's a coincidence. Okay, let's talk about the serious matter. Since General Tian Shen is Duanmu Jin's master, then Duanmu Jin's safety in the heaven will be handed over to you. I think that the Demon Lord will not give up."
Ling Chuchu didn't want to be so entangled in this matter. She said that it was hypothetical, and everything was decided until she found a way to restore her memory. She looked at the two people in Tianhe and curled her lips.
"Of course, please rest assured, the Demon Lord will not have a second chance."
Seeing that she was talking nonsense, Junzimo also put away his curiosity and followed her words. Regardless of Duanmu Jin being his disciple, even if he was just a guest to heaven, he would definitely guarantee him.
Security in the heavens.
"Yeah, that's so good."
Ling Chuchu nodded, said nothing, turned around and walked into the Tianhe River. Looking at the man whose all his attention was on Bai Susu, the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful curve.
"Dunmujin, you take good care of Susu. I'll go to Pluto to ask what happened to Susu?"
Thinking that the demon Lord said that the bastard had agreed to treat Susu, then he must have a preliminary understanding of Bai Susu's coma. She had to go back and ask carefully, and ask about the past.
"kindness."
Duanmu Jin looked up, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes as bright as stars. He dared to make Susu like this immortal. Sooner or later, he would have to settle the devil's account with the Demon Lord.
Ling Chuchu wiped the sweat beads on her forehead and lifted her skirt that was wet by the river. The wet feeling from her feet made her feel very uncomfortable. She squinted her eyes and walked quickly to the shore.
But she walked too fast and had no idea about the small pit under her feet that was covered by the river...
"oops……"
With a wail, Ling Chuchu's feet fell into a small pit, and her body fell to the side without being obedient...
"Are you okay?"
A white shadow flashed, Junzimo had already arrived beside her, and stretched out her hand and helped her up, which was almost falling into the river.
"It seems... I sprained my ankle..."
Ling Chuchu took out the foot that was trapped in the pit and moved slightly. A sense of pain immediately swept over, making her scream in pain.
"Can you still leave?"
Looking at the changing painful expression on her face, Junzimo felt a severe pain in his heart, and he actually had the urge to embrace her in his arms.
"It should...it's OK..."
Ling Chuchu moved the sprained ankle again and gritted her teeth. It would not hurt anyway. She would be fine if she got ashore and summoned her man.
So, she smiled gratefully at Junzimo, and limped towards the shore with the pain. However, she had only walked less than five steps and felt her legs leaping into the air. She turned around and had been stolen.
The gentleman holds it.
"I'll carry you up."
Junzimo looked down at the woman in her arms and smiled gently. He didn't give her the chance to refuse. He walked towards the shore step by step, but his heart was surging.
He has always been an exclusion of people, especially women. Unexpectedly, he hugged her impulse, but his heart felt full...
"...I'm fine...you'd better let me go..."
Ling Chuchu's right eye twitched a few times, feeling a little uncomfortable, and spoke very much. If his man saw this scene, he would probably be ruthless directly. Maybe this Tianhe would become the burial place for the general of the God of Heaven.
"The princess is injured... I'm just a small task... The princess doesn't need to think too much..."
Junzimo looked at her awkward appearance, held her hands tightly, and his tone was faint, as if he was doing this very ordinary. In fact, only he knew that if he had been a different woman, he would definitely not be.
Will be done to such an extent.
"this……"
Ling Chuchu was confused. In fact, her legs were sprained and it hurts a lot as she walked. The God General hugged her like this, which really relieved her a lot of pain. But there was another voice in her heart, hurry up
Let him put you down, and let him put you down quickly...
Just struggling, until a furious voice came...
"General God, if you dare to touch my wife, you are looking for death!"