Qiao Jinlai came to see Mo Jiang, and after controlling her, he went directly to the airport to meet Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing saw her and asked in a low voice, "It's all dealt with." ”

Qiao Jin nodded, and was a little puzzled: "She lost all her memories, she only remembered that she was a formation mage, that is to say, she even forgot how she was resurrected." ”

Song Yanqing was also a little surprised when she thought of the memories she saw on the female corpse: "Then doesn't she even know what she is carrying on her body?"

Qiao Jin shook his head.

Mo Jiang is very similar to her, both of them lost their memories after being resurrected.

The difference is that Mo Jiang has forgotten everything except that he remembered that he was a formation mage.

Qiao Jin still knows his identity and many things, just like Mo Jiang said, what is engraved in his bones cannot be forgotten.

But the difference is that no one sacrificed for her, so she has her own backlash, and Mo Jiang does not.

for a thousand people have already paid for her.

The sequelae of the resurrection is the loss of part of the memory, and then there are different degrees of differentiation according to the different circles of the resurrection?

Qiao Jin couldn't help but sigh.

Then this cause and effect is really fair.

"It's good to forget. ”

Song Yanqing said: "Maybe it's a good thing for her, but now there is no Qiancang in their minds, and those who resurrect her are destined to be disappointed." ”

If she is the legendary high priest who bears the fate of a country, I am afraid that she will feel uncomfortable in her heart.

Qiao Jin looked at Song Yanqing and said seriously: "Some things can't be forgotten if you want to, but the timing is not right." ”

Just like her, her memories will definitely come back, and this has something to do with what she has been puzzled about.

Mo Jiang will also retrieve her memories, but her opportunity has not appeared.

Song Yanqing chuckled lightly and took Qiao Jin's hand: "I know, so before you think about it, don't have such a big burden in your heart, just take one step at a time." ”

Qiao Jin let him pull his wrist, and his voice was low: "I don't have a burden." ”

Even if she knew that there were mysteries on her body and Song Yanqing, she was not in a hurry.

Some things are useless in a hurry, just like the location of the fan this time, when you should know, clues will naturally appear.

To paraphrase a modern person, Qiao Jin not only respects the cause and effect of life, but also Buddhism.

The Buddha's words are not like words.

Rivals will appear and will appear, at most they will only live a little longer.

Song Yanqing pinched her arm and said "um".

The two of them were conspicuous enough in the VIP waiting room, and at such a quiet moment, Song Yanqing suddenly asked her, "How many days off did you take from school?"

Qiao Jin: "......"

Song Yanqing couldn't help but chuckle when she saw her stagnant appearance: "Does it really matter?"

Qiao Jin: "Be at ease with what happens, do my best - I won't fail." ”

There is still some confidence in this.

Song Yanqing laughed again.

Seeing the girl's clear eyes staring at him, he stopped laughing and said, "It's time to board the plane, let's go." ”

He grabbed Qiao Jin's wrist and slid down twice, leading her palm.

The girl stared for a moment, did not speak, and then looked up again and looked only at the road ahead.

Song Yanqing hooked her lips, her fingertips touched her palm, pinched it, and then clasped her palm.

Pulled her all the way until she boarded the plane.

Two and a half hours old, two people arrived in Fog City from the imperial capital.