Qi Yuan didn't dare to tell Yange once.

She always eats the vinegar of his "sister". At the same time, his heart is funny, but he is also worried.

In case she remembers once, remembering that she was his sister, wouldn't she never be as close to him as she is now?

She forgot about it, forgotten everything about him and her.

Although he was indignant, he also had a rush.

After all, she only treated him as a younger brother.

After all, her love for him only belonged to her loved ones, and she never thought of developing feelings outside of her loved ones with him.

Yan Ge's anxious and sad eyes on Shang Qiyuan, a flash of light in his head, suddenly had an incredible idea.

She stared at Qi Yuan, her voice tense, and asked, "You, wouldn't you think, I'm your oldest sister?"

Yan Ge knows that although Qi Yuan has been sealed with a part of his memory, his ability is greatly reduced, but since he has such a thought, he must not be alone.

After all, this kind of big man, he killed so many questers, and he is not a person who will be easily confused.

He thinks that, there must be some basis.

Yan Song stared at him.

Her head moved at a high speed, trying to find a man similar to Qi Yuan from the characters in the previous planes.

But there was no clue in his head.

How could she be so impressed by such a big brother?

Qi Yuan didn't speak, and Yange pursed his lips and glared at him for a long time before he said, "You don't answer, it's the default. Then tell me, how did you and me meet? How could I be your sister? "

Qi Yuan reached out and rubbed her ears: "Next time, if you still remember your brother next time, as a reward, your brother will tell you that if you don't remember your next time, your brother will kill you a hundred times."

Words: "You tell me now, if you don't tell me, I will forget you next time."

Why not next time, this man's brain hole world, Yange feels that once he comes, he won't throw himself in the net for the second time.

Qi Yuan heard the words, squinted slightly, and looked at the words of song, the dangerous breath suddenly spilled around the words of song.

She turned pale for a moment, but did not show weakness, but instead looked up, staring at Qi Yuan with a stubborn expression.

The bell at twelve in the morning suddenly came from a distance.

The sound was long and clear, and it went straight to the heart.

Yan Song subconsciously looked down the bell

Qi Yuan pressed her into his arms at this time, Yange lay on his shoulders, and saw countless meteors slamming into two people behind him.

Qi Yuan held Yange in his arms, and those meteors that came behind him seemed to be a little bit of shining sword light, and all banged into his body.

Except for Qi Yuan snorting at the beginning, he pursed his lips and made no sound.

His body was trembling slightly, presumably because of those "Meteors."

At the same time, Yange suddenly realized that the man who held her in his arms was aging at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

A little wrinkles appeared on the corners of the eyes, a little wrinkles on the lips, and the old spots on the face became more and more light from the beginning.

And hair, from one to white, and later, the entire hair became white.

Even his hands holding her tightly crouched, becoming smaller and dry.

Yan Ge stared at him without blinking.

She was afraid that with just a blink of an eye, he would grow old and die.