Listening to Su Yin's question, Ximen Tianluo's face darkened.
"Future daughter-in-law, this is what I should be asking you, right? Why are you here?"
Ximen Tianluo pointed to the corridor, "Future wife, wouldn't it be cold if you fell asleep here?"
"...Yeah, why did I fall asleep|?"
For some reason, Su Yin always had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important.
There is a memory in my mind that is blank.
My face is cold!
Stretching out his hand, his slender fingers touched the tears on his face.
"Why...why am I crying?"
Although she herself did not understand Su Yin's series of weird behaviors, Ximen Tianluo may have understood them more or less.,
It seems that the mastermind behind all this is King Yan.
Just now, something important must have happened, and King Yan erased Su Yin's memory at that time.
That dress in white!
Su Yin's tears.
Yu Wensheng!
Frowning, Ximen Tianluo gritted his teeth and seemed to have guessed something.
Su Yin didn't understand what was happening to her, but after Ximen Tianluo's prompts, she knew that she should go to the tower to attend the celebration banquet.
Following Ximen Tianluo, the two arrived at the reception.
At the reception, all the experts gathered here.
He is worthy of being the top master in the entire Eastern and Western continents.
That momentum is incomparable.
The powerful coercion is like asking for money, and it comes in waves.
If someone without strength had appeared at this cocktail party, they would have been intimidated by these pressures.
"Welcome to all of you to participate in the festival of Eternity. My slave Hua Wu is the maid and housekeeper of Eternity."
A woman in a stunning long gown appeared in front of everyone. Her appearance made it impossible to divert attention.
With a faint smile, the woman blessed everyone.
"You are all strong men from the Eastern and Western Continents. Today's banquet is to welcome you and wash away your dust."
With that said, the maid Hua Wu signaled the maids to dance for everyone.
"I hope you all have a good time at this Eternal Shore Festival..."
At this time, Hua Wu walked aside and looked at everyone, blessed once again.
"I would like to invite the notary for this ceremony, King Yan."
When the maid Hua Wu finished her words, she saw Su Yin gushing out a mouthful of wine.
who?
Flame King!
His whole face twitched, Su Yin looked at the man in red mask who gradually came closer to his sight.
In this world, besides King Yan, who else is dressed like this?
Eight lifetimes of bad luck!
The figure moved little by little behind Ximen Tianluo and Qingkong.
At this time, King Yan also saw Su Yin's actions. Under the mask, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
However, the scene just now always lingered in King Yan's mind.
Su Yin's helplessness, excitement, and all kinds of emotions touched King Yan's heart.
Especially that kiss, full of longing.
Does his appearance resemble the person Su Yin is looking for?
So much so that she regarded herself as that person,
Inexplicably, when he thought of this, King Yan felt bad.
"Everyone, I am the notary of the Eternal Shore Festival."
"I've met King Yan."
"I've met King Yan."
Everyone knows about Yanwang, the Yanwang who has risen rapidly from Ms. Bai, the biggest force on Dongda Road.
This masked man is ruthless and murderous without blinking an eye, but his strength is terrifying.