Chapter 845: Don't Follow Me

He withdrew his hand, hid the flower in his sleeve, raised his head and said indifferently: "If you are here, you must be here, but you are also here." ”

Su Dandan said: "Wake up, Fan Yan, Yu Yin used your identity to kill Elder Bai and the two elders sent by Qiqiu, if you don't wake up again, the entire demon world will fall into a place of no return because of you." ”

Once the royal guide uses his identity to start a war against Qiqiu, the entire demon world will fall into dire straits, and Qiqiu will also be completely destroyed in the war, he will become the sinner of Qiqiu and the executioner of the Immortal Palace.

He said: "What does the life and death of others have to do with me, not to mention, I am not the person you want to be good to, I am Yexi." ”

"You are Bianran, Bianyan is you, you are the king of the Snake King City, the king of the demon world, why don't you remember why your Yuanshen is another person" Su Dandan didn't understand, why the Yuanshen became another person, he didn't even remember his mission and memory as the Snake King.

He stopped, stared at Su Dandan, and finally said with certainty: "If you don't recognize the wrong person, then you are crazy." With that, he turned and left.

Su Dandan chased after him and called, "Cold." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a clear artifact condensed out under his palm, and with a flick of his sleeve, the artifact flew out with a "whoosh", hitting Su Dandan, she didn't have time to avoid it, and watched the sword fly towards her head at a very fast speed, and his figure passed through in the blink of an eye, holding the sword when the blade touched the tip of her nose.

She could even feel the artifact's cold temperature at the tip of her nose.

"Don't follow me, or next time, it will go through your skull. He said coldly, put away his sword, and turned to leave.

He didn't remember her anymore, and he even seemed to be a complete stranger.

Even if it's Genshin, how could he not remember anything

Su Dandan gritted his teeth and chased after him.

Time was in the small chaos realm for a moment, but it was already dawn the next day outside.

The monks on the mountain began to have morning classes, the old king went to preach, Ao Zhan and the little monk stayed beside Su Dandan, the sun was slowly rising outside the window, the little monk sat at the door, looked up at the rising sun, and said: "Look, this doesn't look like a salted egg yolk"

Ao Zhan turned his head to look at him and asked, "When will she wake up?"

The little monk on the fifth day said: "After awakening the cold primordial spirit, she will naturally be shocked out." ”

Ao Zhan asked: "How about waking up, what's wrong with the cold Yuan Shen?"

The little monk said: "Ordinary people's primordial gods will reveal themselves when they enter the small chaos realm, such as Su Gu, in the small chaos realm, her primordial spirit is the word bone, and in the same way, the cold primordial god will also become his original appearance." ”

"Then how can we wake him up," Ao Zhan asked with a frown.

The little monk said: "It depends on fate, I don't know what the core is in the little chaos realm, not to mention, he is trapped by the soul bead, and he has to find the soul bead first." ”

At the same time, in the imperial city, Mo Yizhi's face was gloomy from the early dynasty, because the queen mother and Yuji were misbehaving in the harem, and the ministers of the court and the central government played one after another, asking Mo Yizhi to remind the queen mother that the queen mother of a country should be the mother of the world, not to mess with a demonic thing in the harem.

You don't need the courtiers to play Mo Yizhi to understand that more and more people have died in the palace in the past few days, and the palace is the most majestic royal place, but now it is full of demonic atmosphere, and the people in the palace are living in trembling and fear, and no one dares to go to the queen mother's bedroom, because maybe if you go, you will never come back.

(Markor Literature-)