Her memory was wiped clean. There was no longer Jun Mo, no Liuyun clan, no love, hate, and hatred in her memory. The only thing left was a certain amount of divinity that was deliberately retained.
She became Ji Zhuri's only female style god - Lan Ling.
"I thought you would be happy to see her like this." Sun Xiao narrowed his eyes: "But I didn't expect Xinjing's reaction was beyond my expectation. Could it be that...you really fell in love with that person, fish?"
A fishless monster?”
"Give me the antidote."
Ji Zhuri's appearance was still very calm, as if the words just now were not spoken by him at all.
The Japanese owl raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"
"Give me the antidote." He repeated tirelessly. This time he raised his head and looked straight at Sun Owl, without any intention of giving in.
"Hahaha!" Ri Xiao couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect you to really like that monster." He curled his lips with contempt: "It's a pity that this medicine has no antidote."
"You..." Ji Zhuri was angry, and Lan Ling on the side seemed to feel the anger of his master. His beautiful eyes suddenly burst into sharp red light, and his fingers were like claws sweeping towards the comfortable and proud Sun Owl.
"How dare you show your embarrassment in front of me with such a small trick!" He didn't even move his fingers, and Lan Ling seemed to have hit a thick wall. Then he raised his right hand slightly, and she seemed to have lost all her mobility.
Hit the wall.
Ji Zhuri didn't know when he had moved to catch her firmly, put her on the ground, and then turned his attention to Ri Xiao: "You hate her so much? Are you so happy to torture her?"
The Japanese owl snorted: "Aren't you the same?" Otherwise, why would he go to find her as soon as he wakes up?
Ji Zhuri evoked a faint smile, as if mocking a well-known secret: "Those flowers given to her at the Japanese banquet... irritated you?" His voice was low and sweet, but it was like a thorn piercing deeply.
Ri Xiao's heart: "Or was it the scene where he kissed her? That's why you lost your mind, controlled that little palace maid, and drugged Su Gongjin?"
"Shut up, shut up!" As if someone had opened the scar mercilessly, the Japanese owl wished he could tear the talkative Ji Zhuri into pieces, and he did so.
As soon as Lan Ling felt that his master was threatened, he immediately stood up and wanted to attack Sun Xiao, but Ji Zhuri easily stopped him in place. He could not guarantee whether Sun Xiao, who was furious at this moment, would tear this fragile orchid to pieces.
"Boom -" Sun Owl struck a palm, and more than half of the cave they were staying in suddenly collapsed.
Yezhou and Bisi, who were waiting outside, felt their eyes blurred as two powerful forces rushed towards them. They only had time to dodge and were almost hit.
What a powerful aura!
Looking up, Ji Zhuri, who had transformed into an egret, was fighting happily with the dragon, which had also transformed into a full body. They carefully avoided it to avoid suffering the disaster of a fish in the pond.
Bisi looked at the two people above her head with fascination, and couldn't help but show fascination: "I didn't expect the Demon Emperor to be so handsome when fighting!"
Yezhou didn't even look at her. He just walked to another safe place and took out a jade flute from somewhere. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound spread in all directions.
It is a song full of longing.
Yezhou's eyes were cold. Although he was not wearing a swallow-shaped mask at the moment, his handsome and tough face looked as perfect as a sculpture, but he had an aura even colder than Qianli Xuanbing.