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Chapter 955: Forget

She wished she could forget, forget everything

Since she didn't die, she had to live, but she didn't want to live with these memories. [Source of this book www.

Mo Qingcheng's face turned pale. He took a step back, closed his eyes slightly and shook his head: "No - there is no such spell."

"No?"[

Ye Xuanji sneered: "Ordinary gods can erase other people's memories, right? How much less you, the king of dragons? Hua Wuxiang, don't you think you have failed me and still want me to remember you for the rest of my life? Don't you?

Do you think this would be too cruel?"

Every word she spoke was as sharp as a knife, piercing Mo Qingcheng's body to pieces.

He clasped his fingers in his sleeves

He can indeed erase the memories of mortals now

But when he thought that Xuanji would completely forget him, his heart ached like tearing...

Subconsciously, he doesn't want to do this!

Although it is easy to eliminate, it is difficult to restore...

But - I can't keep her by my side

And her body was so weak, could he really bear to watch her suffer?

"You can - you can erase the memory..."

He reluctantly said these words: "But - after it is eliminated, it cannot be restored..."

Ye Xuanji stiffened slightly, but then breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her eyes and looked at him, smiling for the first time: "Then what are you waiting for? Help me eliminate it! If we eliminate it, we won't owe anyone else."

She seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief,

If it can really eliminate her, she will be liberated. She wishes she could forget it forever. What will she do after she recovers?

Mo Qingcheng's fingertips trembled slightly and he stared at her: "You don't regret it?"

Ye Xuanji's eyes were as clear as stars, and her tone was extremely firm: "Of course I don't regret it!"

She smiled again: "Of course, you can also eliminate your memories of Mo Qingcheng. It's easier to just pretend that we have never known each other."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

"Oh well."[

Mo Qingcheng took a breath and stretched out his hand, with white light flashing on his fingertips.

His fingers were trembling, as if he were holding a heavy weight.

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