"Click, click......"

The silver-white upper stepped on the mud and came to the front.

He twisted his neck in embarrassment, trying to see who it was, but finally stopped in vain.

The side face that was close to the ground barely squinted his eyes, and he could only see half of the body with white yarn.

The good-looking vamps seem to be embroidered with curved peach branches, and the stamens of the light-colored peach blossoms are like lit lanterns, becoming the only bright color in the wind and rain.

"Do you want someone to save you?" A crisp voice asked.

He hurriedly snorted, and kind of responded.

"You see, he's not dangerous," said the owner of the shoes, turning to his companion.

Squatting down, warm little hands on his face.

"If I have good wound medicine on me, I should save someone's life and build a seventh-level floating slaughter."

It was obviously a soft voice like cotton, but he could distinguish a kind of arrogance that ordinary people would not have.

Something was stuffed into his mouth, and it was cool and cold into his heart. He felt his eyes turn red as he struggled to raise his hand to grab her wrist.

He wanted to ask her who it was, it was the first time he had seen such beautiful shoes and touched such warm hands.

As he struggled, a red light flickered in front of his eyes, and he heard a high-pitched hiss, and then his whole brain began to ache violently.

Who are you...... Who are you......

Don't leave me, I've been looking for you.

Tears slipped down his cheeks, and the pain that was cold all over his body made him can't help but let out a muffled sound.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

The heavy eyelids were forcibly propped open, and all consciousness was pulled back to reality.

He gasped violently, and Xue Xue'er's low sobbing voice came from beside him, "Yan Shu, are you feeling better?" ”

He tilted his head blankly and looked at the people standing by the bed.

"Why am I ...... here?"

"It was Miss Xue who found out that the sect leader was unconscious in the holy land, and her subordinates didn't dare to make a claim, so they directly brought the sect leader back," the witch doctor in front of him sighed, "The sect leader is in a coma caused by a rush of fire......"

Ji Yanshu didn't say a word, and his sad gaze slowly fell on Xue Xue'er's body. The person who was amazing when he first saw him has now faded from his brilliance, giving him a feeling of loss.

"Xue Xue'er ......" He gasped uneasily, and it took a long time before he finally asked, "When did you lose your memory......?"

With a tearful gaze, Xue Xue'er sobbed twice, and choked up: "Yan Shu, is it a lot of pain in your body?" ”

"It's just that I remembered the past in my dream just now," he shook his head slowly, the corners of his mouth overflowing with bitterness, "In the dream, you were still wearing red clothes, and you looked as good as fire." It's a pity that you don't like red right now......"

"No, no, no, I like it very much," Xue Xue'er nodded hurriedly, "I especially like to wear brightly colored clothes on weekdays. ”

His heart fell to the bottom, and he forced the smile on his face so that people would not see the flaws, "I was negligent and didn't take care of it here." I'll have someone make you a few clothes another day, what kind of colors do you want? ”

When the rest of the people saw the topic here, they looked at each other and retreated.

Xue Xue'er noticed their movements, and her cheeks flushed slightly, "It doesn't matter what, as long as you give it to me, I like it." ”

"When we met by chance that day, I still remember that you were wearing the clothes of the Xuanjian Gate, and it seemed to be embroidered with plum blossoms......"