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Chapter 887: Restoring Memory 10

After ascension, she never saw the mandrill again!

They even gave up their years of friendship...

It was she who chose to leave Qingyuan Mountain and leave him...

Then she didn't know what he went through. Everyone said that he fell into the devil for power and ambition, but as his friend, she couldn't treat him the same way!

If she had loved Mandrill back then, maybe there wouldn't have been so much entanglement between her and Po Jun...

If she had not left Mandrill and stayed with him during his most difficult moments, maybe Mandrill would not have become a demon...

But somehow, because of her stubborn decision, they fell into an irreversible roulette from which they could never escape!

That was what she owed Mandrill...this time, she finally had the chance to repay it!

"Miss Jin Yuan, Miss Jin Yuan..."

Priest Yanmo's call pulled her back from her brief trance. She lowered her head to cover the flash of bitterness and melancholy in her eyes, readjusted her expression, and smiled apologetically at him.

"Do you know where the demon and Pojun Xingjun went afterward?" She asked the Wuyue tribe members again.

They shook their heads and said hesitantly: "We don't know, but they should have left not long ago, and they must be nearby!"

Jin Yuan nodded and decided not to delay any longer. Just as she was about to say goodbye to them, a Wuyue tribesman suddenly pointed in the direction of the temple and said in horror: "Look -"

Jin Yuan and others hurriedly looked up and saw wisps of green smoke rising from the top of the temple.

The location of the temple, which absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, was originally shrouded in golden light, but now it shows such an ominous sign. I am afraid something has happened!

Before Jin Yuan and the others could react, the temple shook unexpectedly, and then a strong earthquake was felt as the whole temple shook, spreading to where they were standing.

Of course this is not an earthquake...

The Wuyue clan members looked at each other in panic. Priest Yanmo frowned slightly, shook his head and smiled at his clansmen in a soothing manner, then walked to Jin Yuan and whispered: "Miss Jin Yuan, I'm afraid Pojun Xingjun and the demon will...

Near the temple!”

Jin Yuan nodded in agreement and said to Yan Mo: "Instruct your tribe not to get close to the temple. I will go there right now..."
Chapter completed!
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