She didn't want to live with blank memories. What she lost was bound to be retrieved!

Seeing her resolute attitude, Yao Lao couldn't stop it anymore, so she had to open the Na ring and take out a delicate box from it.

Inside the box are three black elixirs. Danbi is a color that suppresses the darkness, as if there is a black hole in the inner Dan, which can attract people's minds and devour them.

After seeing Hei Dan, Di Fuya suddenly felt an unprecedented throbbing in his heart.

It seems that this black elixir that can restore her memory, once taken, her life will change dramatically.

"Little demon lady, do you really really decide?" Yao Lao took Hei Dan and said solemnly and seriously: "After a hundred revolutions and a thousand knots of Dan serve, the lost memory can be recalled, but correspondingly, You have to bear the necessary price, which is not even clear to the husband, what the risk is. The husband believes that you can understand, so it is necessary to think twice. "

Mo Wuyi silently glanced at his master, feeling that this remark was like playing the piano against a cow.

Di Fuyao this girl, he can be considered a little understanding, what she decided to do, there must be no reckless consideration, Master's exhortation, for her, I am afraid it is irrelevant.

Sure enough, the next second, Di Fuya took a hundred revolutions and thousands of knots, and smiled and served: "Well! Decided!"

After she woke up from Yingyue Temple, she only remembered the memory of Emperor Poria when the soul came through, and she didn't remember all the things after that, like sleeping for a long time, having a nightmare, waking up Extremely strange to everything around.

Strange world, stranger, even stranger

In fact, from the moment she woke up, she eagerly wanted to know the past two years, and now she has the opportunity to restore her memory.

Yao Lao and Mo Wuzhen saw her without hesitation and took a hundred revolutions and thousands of knots, and they could not help but stare at her.

But who knows, just a few seconds after serving, Emperor Fu shook his eyes and fainted.

"Master, wouldn't your hundred-thousand-thousand-year-old knot Dan be expired? After all, it has been placed for more than five hundred years." Mo Wuyi looked at his master with a black line.

Yao Lao shook his head nervously: "A hen for a teacher!"

"She's fainted, what should I do?" Mo Wuxi spread his hands, don't rely on my posture for life and death.

"Let's wait and see." Yao Laomin stepped forward, and found that Di Fuyao's body of black gas appeared.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched for a moment, the black gas immediately avoided it like a ghost, and then flew up, converging on her head, and the more and more gathered, there was a faint potential for growth.

Mo Wuyan frowned: "What the **** is this?"

"It seems to be a force that blocks the memory of Xiao Yaoqing. Now that this force is dissipated, the memory should come back." Yao Laoxin vowed, in fact, he was also drumming in his heart. How did he feel the more black the more he felt Like dark magic?

It didn't take long for me to see the black gas gather, but it gradually dissipated, as if it hadn't existed.

But Di Fuyao was deeply trapped in the nightmare of turbulent memories, his brows frowned into the Sichuan word, and his hands were held tightly.

"It seems that in the past two years, Xiao Yaoqing has not been very happy." Yao Lao saw a long sigh and grabbed Mo Wuyi. "Go out first and let her be alone."

Mo Wuxi exited the room happily, and when he closed the door, he took another look at her, and found that her eyes were already wet, and he had to cover the door silently when he thought of what Master said.

The night was as cold as water.

Yinyang ghost town, ghost hall.

Amidst the large and beautiful blooming purple frost ghost flowers, blue light moon in a cold black dress stood in the dark, waiting for someone to come.

She waited for two full hours with patience, and the man had not appeared yet. Lan Qingyue was so angry that she stomped her feet, sending out a flare that only the ladies of the Jade Palace could see.

"Only two years later, you have learned to put on a show, right, Zishuang, don't forget, you are the same as me! They are all the guardianship of the Jade Palace, why do you let the old lady wait for you! Wait That's it, it hasn't appeared for so long, haha! "Lan Qingyue was so angry that he crushed a purple frost ghost flower, and the gorgeous flower juice flowed down and dropped to the ground, like blood blooming.

"Since you give your face, you don't need it, then no wonder I am!"

Lan Qingyue sneered and took out a delicate crystal bottle filled with blood-red liquid. She shook the liquid slightly, and her mouth evoked a cruel and scornful arc. "These two Over the years, I have looked through all the books and scrolls of the Jade Palace, and finally I found a way to restore the soberness of the Lord of the City. Zishuang, Zishuang, your wild pheasant posing as a Phoenix should also be exposed, and occupy the whole of the Lord of the City. Two years, your good day, it's time to come!

Lan Qingyue looked around vigilantly, and found that there were no ghost slaves, and immediately dived into the depths of the ghost hall.

Ever since the Lord God of the City, Wen Xiang nephrite, was in his arms, the ghost hall has been singing almost every night, and the God has nothing to do with the fake ‘Qinger’.

She looked in her eyes and hated them!

After planning for two years, it can finally be realized!

Lan Qingyue quickly turned over and dived into the ghost hall. While no one was in the hall, she hurriedly poured the blood-red liquid into the jug where the shrine usually drank. For safety reasons, she also turned into the back kitchen and into the pot. Liquid was also poured.

Fortunately, this liquid is mixed with other things, and the gorgeous blood red will disappear, just like ordinary water.

It only works for unconscious people, and it doesn't matter if ordinary people eat it.

After doing all this, she quickly found a dark place lurking and watched the wild pheasant being exposed!

Unexpectedly, the person who first came to the backyard of the ghost palace in the middle of the night turned out to have only one shrine. Lan Qingyue silently stayed in the dark, watching the shrine holding a jug to the ancient pavilion in the center of the purple frost ghost Go and found out that the jug in his hand was the one with the ingredients, and almost shouted in excitement.

A hand of gods gathered, Yao Guangqin appeared in front of his eyes, and he fiddled with his long fingers, but found that Yao Guangqin couldn't make a sound.

He kept trying several times, and Yao Guangqin was still silent.

"Yao Guang is silent, and the song ends?"

It seems that something bad has been thought of. The stunning face of the shrine is instantly discolored, and it is extremely ugly!

Yao Guangqin was about to be smashed when he grabbed it, but his hands froze. In the end, he couldn't bear to smash it and put it down.

His face was as dark as the eve of the storm.

The **** stared at Yao Guangqin for a while, then sneered slightly and drank with wine: "Even you are not Yao Guang, hehe"

"Drank and drank! Lord Lord of the City finally drank!" Lan Qingyue, who was watching in the dark, saw this, and almost jumped out of excitement. She clenched her fists and smiled sternly. "

As long as the Lord of the City understands God clearly, he will recognize clearly that 'Qing'er, who has been petting for two years, is just a fake!

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