"Lord Chi Yan..."
At this moment, a murmuring voice sounded, and the cold man trembled, his voice murmuring, but it sounded like thunder in Chi Yan's ears, and she felt extremely familiar.
Mo Li stared at the beautiful dead spirit in front of him, his eyes became wet with excitement.
"Li, Li'er?"
Chiyan trembled all over, and couldn't help but spit out a name. It didn't even know why it said this name.
And the moment the name was spoken, the man above him trembled again, and such a strong man actually shed tears instantly.
"Lord Chi Yan!"
Mo Li's face turned red with excitement, and he immediately rushed forward and hugged Chi Yan tightly.
Chi Yan was stunned, her hands had nowhere to rest, but being hugged by the strange yet familiar man in front of her, she felt extremely safe in her heart for some reason.
"You...are you Li'er? Who are you?" Chiyan couldn't help but say, feeling a huge headache and confused memory.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Li asked nervously.
"It hasn't regained its memory yet."
Ning Muyao suddenly stepped forward and placed her finger between Chiyan's eyebrows.
Buzz!
Countless memories were like a tide, filling Chiyan's mind instantly.

Chapter completed!