He Lianyi noticed Mo Yan's alert, her eyes sank, and turned away from the tree house.

Mo Yan hid the eternal grass in himself and looked at Mo Beicheng, "Master, can you find a way out?"

Now that Changsheng grass is available, as long as you go out, Chu Cheng has hope. I don't know what happened to Chu Cheng now, and Jing Muhan, if he knew he fell into this cliff, would he be worried.

Mo Beicheng sighed and shook his head at Mo Yan. "There is no way to get up. Don't worry, I believe I will find it soon." Although I knew this was impossible, I couldn't help comforting Mo. Alas.

Gui Gui's round eyes stared at a few people, hearing the words between them, curious, mother wants to go out?

The clear eyes glowed with green light, and Gui Gui whispered in Mo Yan's ear, "Does your mother want to leave here?"

Mo Yan suddenly returned to God, why did she forget this little thing, he has been at the bottom of this cliff, maybe he knows the way up?

Anxiously looking at the ghosts, he nodded to the ghosts, "Well."

"Don't you be a ghost?"

"How come? Mother is just going to save a person, a very important person."

Guigui thought for a while, "Can that mother-in-law bring a ghost?"

"Ghost, do you know how to get up?"

Guigu shook his head, "I don't know."

Mo Yan's heart suddenly lost a lot. She thought this little thing knew.

Slightly glanced, "Yeah, if we can go out, my mother will naturally bring the ghosts and ghosts, and naturally the ghosts will not be left here alone."

"Well, my dear, think about it, maybe you can think of a way out."

After listening to Gui Gui's words, Mo Yi smiled helplessly, and allowed Gui Gui to jump down from himself and left the tree house.

At night, everyone else fell asleep. Mo Yan was sleepless because he slept too much during the day.

Putting the ghosts out, he walked out of the tree house alone.

Just when Helien Wing was standing by the lake, the tall back seemed extraordinarily lonely.

She walked slowly, and the man by the lake seemed to know that the person behind him was Mo Yan, but he looked up slightly, his lips opened slightly, "the wind is cool at night."

Mo Yan, is this concerned about her?

When she was out of her mind, Helien Wing's figure had reached her. He looked down at her, and said in a low voice, "I have something to discuss with you."

Mo Yan glanced around, then looked at Helianyi, pointing to himself and asked, "Me? Discuss with me?"

Did she hear me right? How could this proud man say such a thing? Discuss with her

?

Staring at Herenyi's deep eyes vigilantly, Mo Yan nodded uncomfortably.

"The deity has considered for a long time, and some things must be made clear to you."

Mo Yan raised his eyes sharply, and in the eyes of Helian wings, "Huh?"

"Do you know the deity?"

Mo froze and shook his head in a hurry, and Helian wiped his lips. "Shiyin tried his best to kill you and could not be related to the deity. Therefore, the deity is not sure if he knows you."

The more he listened, the more strange he felt. Frowning at He Lianyi, carefully considering his words, for a long time, Mo Yan asked blankly, "What do you mean? You ~" Amnesia? still is?

Before he spoke, he heard the cold voice of Helien Wing: "The deity lost some of his memory, but the deity does not exclude you. So, the deity is thinking whether to know you. Or, without antidote, I can get from you Find those lost memories of the deity. "

Mo Yan froze for a moment. The man meant that he knew he had amnesia, but didn't know if he knew her?

At this moment, Mo Yan was completely confused. She didn't even dare to think, who was this man in front of him?

Jing Muhan disappeared in his long career, but again he met Helian, the same man as Jing Muhan. Apparently, the two looked the same, but because of his temperament, made Mo Yan think they were not the same person.

Now the man told her again that he had amnesia and felt acquainted with her! What does this mean? Or is this man most likely Jing Jinghan?

But ~

For a time, Mo Yan just felt that his head was about to burst. In his mind, the faces of He Lianyi and Jing Muhan kept overlapping, and finally turned into the indifferent face of He Lianyi.

Mo Yan slowly raised his eyes, his clear eyes looked at He Lianyi, his throat tightened, "Can I look at your back?"

Helianyi glanced slightly. "Yep?"

He was so dignified that he was peeped by a woman ~ hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan took a deep breath. Jing Muhan's back was injured, and the scar would not disappear. Seeing Helianyi turned and turned his back to himself, Mo Yan held his breath a little nervously, slowly raised his hand, and carefully pulled Helianyi's gown down.

See the smooth, fair skin.

Mo Yan could not help but swallowed, staring jealously at the man's perfect back. A man, like Ye Yunjin's demon, has such a perfect figure.

The gown slowly dropped, and gradually, a slightly wrinkled scar exposed, and Mo Yan's heart tightened for a moment.

Even that hand trembled a little.

He really has scars!

Too late to think about, tore Helen Wing's clothes violently, and a scar with a forefinger on his back was startling, and Mo Yan's eyes instantly appeared a layer of mist.

Herlian's back was a bit stiff, and he stood in place, and when he saw the woman behind him had no movement, he curiously said, "Look?"

Mo Yan retracted his gaze and sucked his nose gently. "Well. Look."

He Lianyi sorted out his clothes, turned to look at Mo Yan, and asked, "How? You know this deity?"

Mo Yan's throat was blocked, and he suddenly said coldly, "I don't know! Your back is hurt! The person I know, no."

There was a bit of loss in Helianyi's eyes. Why did he think the little woman in front of him was familiar? Or did he think more?

Being fascinated, Mo Yan asked lightly: "That poem, are you friends with her? Why not let her help you?"

Helianyi glanced slightly. "The deity and her are not what you think."

Mo Yan coldly glanced at Helian wings, can this be explained? Explained so far-fetched? It's okay, that **** woman, she wants her life three or two times! She was almost killed in the tomb!

These injuries to her are also due to that woman! The culprit is this indifferent man in front of him! Damn Ye Yunjin!

Let you dip flowers twisted grass!

Mo Yan's fist was tight. If she didn't teach this man well this time, how could she be relieved!