1652

This is also a surprise to Liu Qinghou and the non-verb monk.

"This... What is the situation? Hey, little girl, don't you say that you have already done it?" Liu Qinghou asked.

Angel frowned. "It would have been good. You questioned this God?"

"That man!?" Liu Qinghou spread his hand.

"Where do I know where she loves to go!" Angel crossed her hands in front of her.

Ye Fan stared blankly at the empty hands, and was thinking of getting up and looking for Ai Er, but suddenly saw that Ai Er’s figure appeared again!

The girl quickly restored the adult shape, and also wore a black tunic dress. The temperament of the whole person was a little less pure and mellow, and more chilly and quiet.

At least, Ye Fan really didn't see Ai Er through the black clothes, and her expression never felt so far.

It was as if during this time, Ai Er suddenly experienced many vicissitudes and matured a lot.

"Aier..." Ye Fan snorted, and immediately patted himself and asked, "You... remember who I am?"

Ai Er's blue alum, looking at Ye Fan incomparably, nodded.

Ye Fan is a sigh of relief, although it feels weird, but at least Ai Er is really awake.

"What happened just now, scared me to jump," Ye Fan said, and went forward.

"Don't come over!" Ai Er reached out and prevented the man from approaching.

Ye Fan is in the same place and cares: "What happened to you?"

Ai Er took a deep breath and rubbed her lips. "Ye Fan... I need a little time, I am confused in my mind.

I know that those memories are fake... but... but I can't forget them... I see you now... I think... think of you..."

Said, Ai Er gripped his hands, biting silver teeth, a tear in his eyes.

Ye Fan was busy reaching out and said: "Okay! Don't say it, then I won't bother you, find a place to calm down... Wait for you to think, let's talk again!"

Ye Fan did not dare to ask, what kind of false memories did Ai Er have?

"Well..." Ai Er nodded. "Thank you... I... I want to go home first, I think the father and the mother are behind."

Ye Fan also understood, "Well, then you should be more careful, I... I will contact you later, I will see you better, I should be better."

Ai Er "hmm", but it seems to think of something, looking at the direction of the city center, faintly said: "I killed so many people ..."

"That is not you, it is the doomsday king, you don't take this on yourself!" Ye Fan advised.

However, Ai Er obviously did not feel much better, said: "When I go back to see my father and mother, I must give these people a life, a confession..."

Ye Fan was in a tight heart and was trying to persuade Ai Er not to do anything stupid, but see that Ai Er has disappeared directly.

"This girl is very powerful, there is no trace to go without a trace, hey, it is impossible to prevent it." Liu Qinghou was on the sidelines.

Ye Fan was not in the mood to talk to him. After saying goodbye to Liu Qinghou and the non-verbal monk, he took Angel to the airport.

The private jet was prepared by Chu Yunyao, and Chu Yunyao also planned to go to the Purgatory Island together, because she was on the space jumping device over there and needed to be improved.

"This time you helped a lot, think about what I want to do for you?" asked Ye Fan before boarding the plane.

Angel nodded. "Thinking, but this God needs some time to prepare, and I am ready to tell you again."

Ye Fan didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't have much mood, so she went with her.

Send Angel away, Ye Fan on the way home, received a call from Su Xiaoxue.

"Husband, is Ai Er okay? I heard intelligence saying that things have subsided?"

Ye Fan sighed. "It is solved, but Ai Er is still very painful. Some memories cannot be cleared. I plan to see her again in two days."

"It can be saved, right, there is one thing, you may be interested," Su said.

"Wife, you don't want to sell off at this time." Ye Fan is powerless.

Su Xiaoxue said: "Do you remember Huang Xiang with Ye Feng?"

"Remember, that guy is very annoying, I was killed," Ye Fan said.

"He is alive again!"

"Ah?!" Ye Fan could not help but wonder: "How is it possible? I was wearing a skull in my sword and couldn't save it."

"I don't know this, but the intelligence shows that Huang Xiang is still alive and kicking, saying that Ye Feng has saved him," Su said.

Ye Fan’s face is incredible, and he is a ghost. Isn’t Ye Feng a god, can this come back to life? !

"That Huang Xiang, is there anything special? Just so suddenly?" Ye Fan asked again.

Su Qingxue said: "I have found no special things for the time being. I will continue to send people to pay attention. If you want to go to Shenlong to see if you are husband, this is a strange thing. I feel that Ye Feng has become a bit evil this time."

Ye Fan stroked his forehead and thought about it. "If you go to see it, you don't necessarily find the reason. If you ask, the estimate will not be answered."

One Ye Feng and one Huang Xiang, for the time being, can't look down on the wind and waves. I can't watch him live anymore, just kill it again, monitor it first."

Compared with Ye Feng, Ye Fan is more concerned about Ai Er, and the last day of the plan failed.

Hanging up the phone, Ye Fan continued to go in the direction of the home. He did not choose to drive, but used the light work to jump on the building.

Anyway, nowadays, it is not uncommon to see the ancient warriors in the city, and he does not need to care about being seen.

When passing through the area where the subway crashed, Ye Fan stood on the top of the building and overlooked it. He saw people trying to rescue and repair. There were excavators and cranes everywhere.

A corpse was found out of the ruins, and the family’s crying, mourning, one after another.

Looking at the face full of sweat, the eyes revealing confused, desperate, resentful, unwilling and helpless faces, Ye Fan is fascinated...

......

The top of the snow mountain, the **** magic training seminar.

In the hall of the starry totem, standing in front of the crystal ball, the prophet, who is carrying out magical manipulation, suddenly stunned and stunned, and fell to the ground!

On the throne, the doomsday Fawang, whose face is blurred, stood up.

"Prophet, what happened?"

The prophet climbed up from the ground and turned around very slyly: "Fa Wang, the old body is useless, the mental shackles are broken, the other's magic is too subtle, unheard of, I can't cope."

"How is this possible?" There was a bit of anger in the voice of the last day, "In addition to you and me, no one in this world can break the mental shackles of Ai Er! Only kill her, there is no choice!"

The prophet bitterly said: "It is the angel who died and resurrected... she... she is the extra number that comes out!"

The Doomsday King was silent. After a long time, there was a gloomy laughter. "Hey...the odd number...there are different numbers...The king wants to see, this is the difference, is this world really so? Many odds!!"