The two were having fun there, everything was so natural.?

It seemed that before breaking up, he and her got along in this way. They snuggled up to each other and could be so warm even if they talked normally.

He and she didn't know how long they had been looking forward to this moment.

She always lies in his arms, her face pressed against his chest, listening to his calm heartbeat, occasionally playing with his fingers, squinting his eyes slightly, like a cat just in the sun, enjoying his caress.

The gloom that once blocked the heart seemed to be lost little by little as they leaned against each other.

The deep sea of ​​my heart, which has been bitter and bitter, is sunshine bit by bit.

In fact, there were some questions and some grievances in her heart, but she didn't want to ask or mention them at this time, so as not to break this rare peace.

"God Lord, you..." She didn't know what she remembered, and used a respectful title to him again.

"What do you call me?" Shen Jiuli narrowed his eyes slightly. Anyone could call him the Lord of God, but she couldn't! Her heart would hurt when she called him like this...

A Mo hugged his waist, which represented the comfort of him, and asked the biggest question in his heart: "God, have you recovered your memory from 50,000 years ago? I have really fought a shocking fight with you? Who won in the end?"

She has been arrogant and inviolable since she knew him.

Even after being a low-key man in her palace, her temperament was hard to underestimate. Although he never fought with her, she knew in her heart that if she really tried her best, she was afraid that she would not be his opponent...

Maybe I could do it 50,000 years ago?

If I had recovered my memory from 50,000 years ago, would I have even recovered my skills at that time? How awesome was at that time?

She was not curious about herself 50,000 years ago, but now she is a little curious.

Shen Jiuli's eyes slightly deepened, and he raised his hand and rubbed her head: "We... don't decide whether to win or lose."

These words are so perfunctory!

A Mo didn't give up: "Then who is the best of us?"

"Xuemo is amazing." Shen Jiuli answered without hesitation. He fell into her hands for three lifetimes, so she is naturally amazing.

A Mo looked at him, why did he think these four words were to coax her?

"What's my name at that time?" A Mo settled for the second best. She only had a concept of "A Mo" for herself fifty thousand years ago. She felt that her dear demon lord could not have called such a casual name.

"Xuemo." Shen Jiuli answered two words.

"Hmm?" A Mo didn't react for a moment.

"You were called Xue Mo at that time." She liked to wear a dress dyed red like blood, and she was also a demon, so she named herself Xue Mo (Blood Demon)

It turns out that Xue Mo is his real name!

A Mo rubbed his eyebrows: "But why do I only remember calling A Mo..."

Shen Jiuli smiled softly: "Amo is the name you call to the outside world when you want to do bad things, you want to create a sense of mystery to the outside world."

A Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at him. Why did she feel that she was fooling herself?

Alas, it seems that he can't take out much information. If he wants to fully understand himself tens of thousands of years ago, he must restore his memories tens of thousands of years ago...

Because she used magic to seal her memory, she also forgot when she was reborn, did she have memories from tens of thousands of years ago? To solve this question, she must unlock her self-seal...
Chapter completed!