The witch was deep in thought, sometimes in meditation, sometimes in deep thought.

After about a minute, he still couldn't think of a reason. I was really speechless for him, so I didn't put my hope in him

"Brother, my own brother, when do you still remember, when will you tell me again." I almost cried.

Xiao Ai died, and my soul flew away, in fact, I had given up completely. If it weren't for the witch saying that he had a way to help me find my little love, I'm afraid that my dead heart would not be ready to move.

However, I can clearly feel that my attachment to Xiao Ai is not as obvious as before, as long as Xiao Ai leaves my side, or is hurt in any way, I will be furious, desperately trying to protect her.

But now, when I hear the witch say that he has a way to help me get my little love back, although I also hope that little love will come back, this hope is not as strong as before.

It may be that after death, people look down on everything.

"Okay, then I don't want to." The witch doesn't care, he also knows, sometimes, the more you think about it, the less you can think of it, if you don't want to, then what you desperately want to know may come out by itself, "Then what should we do now?" He asked me blankly.

Burst...... I felt the urge to hit the wall, didn't you bring me here Nima? Now you're asking me what to do? I don't know?

"Brother, you are really a five-body throw that I admire." I give the witch a thumbs up, two, really, can forget all about things, I guess he's the only one, I'll take it.

"Hey, hey!" The witch touched the back of her head honestly, blushed slightly, and said, "Don't praise me, I'll be embarrassed." ”

Hearing this, I frowned and frowned slightly.

Strange, really weird, since I fainted with the witch, and then he woke up, I felt like two people, before, he was cold, close to him will feel layers of pressure, but now, like a stupid boy who lacks a tendon, chatting with him, without the slightest pressure.

Maybe I'm delusional.

"Brother, what do you remember?" For now, I can only ask this question, trying to get some useful clues from his answers, and then deduce some valuable information from these clues.

Again, however, the witch disappointed my hopes, shaking his head and saying he didn't know anything.

"Brother, if you think about it carefully, even if it's a little bit or vague!" I was reluctant to ask, should I be helpless until the witch remembers?

I don't want it, I don't want it...... I don't want to waste my time and wait.

The witch's eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was like a trumpet, and after a long time, his face softened slightly, and he opened his eyes.

"How's it going? What wood do you remember? I asked busily, my eyes full of curiosity and some extravagant hope.

The witch sighed, "I'm sorry, I can't remember anything. ”

Ahhhh

Can you be a little more forgetful?

I have nothing to say to forget such an important thing...... Later, I remember that the witch used to say that he would remember important things, but now he could not remember anything.

Could it be that this fainting made his memory disappear?

If you think about it this way, the witch, it can't be amnesia, right?

Do you dare to pit a little more?

Don't remember anything? So what should I do? Do you want me to be here with you, to accompany you until the day when your memory is restored?

No kidding, I'm a ghost now, and I'm not going to Hell for seven days, but I'm going to be gone.

"Brother Wu, if there is nothing else, then I'll go first." I waved goodbye to the witch, anyway, I can't get any valuable information here, so I might as well go to hell as soon as possible and be reincarnated.

In this way, at least we can forget the pain and troubles of this life earlier.

"Where are you going?" Hearing that I was leaving, the witch suddenly looked nervous and asked hurriedly.

"Where else can I go? Naturally, I went to hell. I replied lightly.

"But are you going?" The witch's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind me.

That's right...... That's right.

When I came in, if it weren't for the spiritual fire leading the way, I would have been lost in the depths of the Soul Graveyard, and I would have become a mess.

I turned around and glanced at the witch, "Isn't there still a Spiritual Fire Six to show me the way?" I snapped my eyebrows, pointed to the purple flames floating up and down, and said with a squint.

"You want to be beautiful." The witch was in a hurry, brushed the corner of her clothes, and took Linghuo Six into her palm.

The moment the purple flame entered the witch's palm, she vanished into nothing.

"Hey, why are you like this?" I rubbed my hands and pouted to express my dissatisfaction, "As the so-called blessing is shared and sisters are soaked together, it is not right for you to enjoy your sister alone." ”

"What's more, there are so many girls in your hands, one of them will die if you share one of me?" I have a deep contempt for this kind of behavior of witches.

Although she can't have something to do with Linghuo, she looks so cute, and she takes a bath to nourish her eyes, or play together, it's also a lot of fun, isn't it?

"Will die." The witch nodded solemnly.

"Nima, then you go and die." I rushed over and punched the witch.

The witch raised her hand to cover her face, "I'm grass, don't slap your face......"

After a few minutes of fighting, the witch and I were bruised and purple, and our whole body was very buried.

In the end, it was the witch who was frightened by me and gave in to me, "Okay, okay, can't I give you the first spiritual fire?" As soon as the witch touched the bruise on her cheek, she immediately gasped, ", it's so ruthless, it hurts Lao Tzu to death." ”

"No, I'm going to want Linghuo Six." I said this waywardly.

Just kidding, I don't know how Linghuo No. 1 looks, if it's a star and a half away from Linghuo No. 6, then wouldn't I lose a lot?

At least, I've seen Linghuo Six before, and I'm familiar with it.

"No, you can't." The witch shook her head in disagreement, "Spiritual Fire Six used up most of her spiritual power and physical strength because she spied into your heart, and now she has to rest well and can't go with you." The witch explained.

"Isn't that easy?" I pressed the witch's shoulder and said affectionately, "If you hand over the Spirit Fire No. 6 to me, I will definitely take good care of her and not let her get too tired, I promise." I patted my chest and put on a gentlemanly demeanor.

The words "good", I deliberately accentuated the tone.

"That's not going to work either." Linghuo Six is the witch's favorite Lori, how could he give it to others?

"What do you mean, you don't want to give me the Spirit Fire Six?" The corners of my mouth twitched back, and I asked with a chill.

"Yes." The witch chick nodded like a peck of rice, and her face was full of determination.

I raised my punching bag-sized fist, "Then I'd really like to try to see if it's your hard head or my hard fist." I wiped the witch's head and snorted into my fist.

Seeing this, the witch coaxed, "Okay, okay, just give it to you." Eventually, he surrendered and succumbed to my coercion.

"That's right." I patted the witch on the shoulder and gave him a look of "you know the times", yes, yes, you can be a handsome.

The witch snapped her fingers, and a purple flame conjured out.

I hugged the purple flame with a happy smile on my face, "Thank you." After thanking the witch, I got up and left smiling, my face full of satisfaction.

The witch watched me take the purple flame away, a touch of pain appeared on her face, and he watched me walk away step by step, "Xiao Fan, treat her well." He reminded me loudly.

I raised my left hand and waved my back to the witch.

Gazing at the purple flame in my arms, I smile.

In this way, Linghuo Six was abducted by me......