The Soul Reaver Banner trembled slightly in the air a few times, then slowly shrunk, and finally turned back into a silk silk and fell back into Cang Wunian's hands.

"Brother Ah Nian......" Qing Ci sat down on the ground and muttered.

Cang Wunian glanced at him and advised, "Pranayama first, and I'll talk about it later." ”

After that, Cang Wunian hurriedly walked back to the side of the painting Allure, and his cold and violent appearance had turned into undisguised worry and distress.

"Painting......" Cang Wunian squatted down and called softly, he didn't even dare to reach out to touch her.

There is almost no good meat on the top and bottom of the current painting, and the bloody appearance only makes people feel shocking.

"Ah...... Nian ......" painted Allure's white lips twitched slightly, and the voice was subtle and undetectable, but Cang Wunian heard it.

"I'm here, I'm here. Cang Wunian didn't dare to breathe, so he could only respond carefully.

"You...... Is it Ah Nian, or ......" Hua Chengcheng wanted to ask him if he was delusional or cangwunian, but he didn't know how to ask.

"Whichever one it is, it's me, isn't it? Just like whether it's you now or you usually, it's all you, right?" Cang Wunian obviously understood what she meant, and replied softly.

"Your memory, unexpectedly ...... Hasn't it been eliminated?"

"My memories have always been there, I just don't want to remember them. Cang Wunian smiled bitterly and tugged at the corners of her mouth, then gently reached out and held one of her hands, "Hua'er, stop talking, take a rest first." ”

"Hmm. Hua Chengcheng replied softly, she was too tired and in pain.

In fact, Mu Fusang thought that Cang Wunian would be unconscious for a long time, it was not unfounded, but he underestimated the madness of painting Allure, he didn't expect that this woman would inject all her mana into the formation of the Pure Heart Mantra.

At first, she didn't expect Mu Fusang to find this place so quickly, the reason why she chose to do this was just to make Cang Wunian suffer less, and she didn't want him to fall into a state of weakness for a long time after the resentment was cleared.

At this moment, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice that this was just a selfish and not necessary move that allowed everyone to escape.

Cang Wunian naturally knew it, and the resentment attached to the soul was repeatedly combed and cleaned, and finally stripped away, and the pain made him want to die immediately.

If it weren't for Qing Ci's tears and the mana supply that Hua Chengcheng spared no effort to spare, he would have passed out a long time ago, how could he be able to use his mana freely after a short pause.

This woman has done too much for him, and now she has been injured by Mu Fusang's brute like this, and she is simply stabbing a knife in Cang Wunian's heart.

What if he didn't have a soul? His heart hurt when he saw her hurt. He knew that he must love her, he must be!

Memories tell him that the heartache is enough to prove everything.

Wisps of purple light were gently and slowly sent into the body of the painting by Cang Wunian like a gentle drizzle, and now her physical body was greatly damaged, her mana was exhausted, and the too violent mana injection was a burden to her.

If he can't be in a hurry, everything can't be in a hurry, he can only weaken the mana as much as possible, and send it into her body little by little, nourish her dried dantian, and repair the fleshy body.

This was an extremely meticulous job, and it wasn't until Qing Ci had stabilized the injuries in his body that Cang Wunian stopped moving, and his forehead was already covered with sweat at this time.

"Brother Ah Nian, how is Miss Allure?" Qing Ci walked quickly to the two of them and asked softly.

"Fortunately, the physical injuries did not hurt the muscles and bones. It's just that the mana consumption is too great, and it may be another ten days and half a month to be a waste. Cang Wunian also replied softly.

"Ten days and half a month?" Qing Ci was stunned. That's the wind annihilation, the mana used with the consciousness of the wind annihilation, and it has been consumed, how can this be recovered in ten days and half a month?

Cang Wunian raised his eyes and looked at him, "I know what you're thinking, and I also know that it wasn't a painting just now." But I was already aware of it when I poured the mana into her body, and although it wasn't her who saved me, the power belonged to hers. Therefore, the recovery of mana will be about half a month at most. ”

"Isn't it...... Such an exaggeration?" Qing Ci smacked his tongue, this trip to paint Allure can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and the power of this recovery can be described as quite amazing. But how...... Something suddenly felt wrong?

"Brother Ah Nian, what about you...... Who are you now?" asked Qing Ci in shock.

He felt weird when he asked this question!

Cang Wunian couldn't help laughing, "Who do you think I am?"

Qing Ci stared at Cang Wunian's face, and couldn't see the clue after looking at it for a long time - his current eyes are dark and brown, no different from normal conditions, and he himself knows that his previous life was delusional, so who he is now is just a question of whether he is willing to admit it, Qing Ci can't judge at all.

In the end, Qing Ci just shook his head helplessly, saying that he really didn't know.

"I am a godless and a delusional. Cang Wunian's tone was light, and there was no joke at all.

"Ahh......h

"What are you?" Cang Wunian frowned dissatisfiedly.

"Brother Ah Nian, is it really you?" Qing Ci blinked, staring at Cang Wunian deadly.

Cang Wunian angrily rewarded him with a brain collapse, "It's not exactly, it's just that it's not too repulsive." And...... Naturally, I remembered something. ”

"You...... Do you remember what you said to Miss Allure when you were corrupted by resentment?"

Cang Wunian's sword frowned and shook his head, "I don't remember this." But how those resentments were washed away, I will never forget. ”

"Then do you remember who Miss Allure is?" asked Qing Ci again.

Cang Wunian still shook his head, "I don't know about this. I knew the same as before, there seemed to be two people in her. The other one, probably her past life. ”

"That'...... Do you remember, who was the love of your heart in your previous life?" Qing Ci swallowed his saliva, and asked again without fear of death.

Sure enough, when Cang Wunian heard this question, his handsome face suddenly became gloomy, "Don't do this in front of me in the future." ”

Yes, don't talk about it in front of him, even if he now begins to accept that his previous life was delirium, it doesn't mean that he wants to know which woman is the shadow that belongs to delirium.

Now, he only has one painting in his heart, who says that the love that can't be felt is not love? Besides, painting Allure will be able to reshape his soul for him sooner or later, and he knows that his feelings for her will be a matter of time.

So, let the past pass.

Qing Ci was secretly amused in his heart, and said in his heart: If you don't mention it, don't mention it, when all the time is ripe, your love for Sister Ling'er will be doubled!

Cang Wunian didn't have the heart to care about Qing Ci's inexplicable expression, he just gently picked up the painting and walked quickly to the outside of the cave.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, he felt something under his feet, and when he looked down, it was a black fruit.

Cang Wunian frowned, "It's a demon." I remember that pool of thorns with a hundred faces, and it seems to have formed a lot of demons, right?"

Qing Ci walked up to him and looked at the ground, nodded and said, "I saw it in Miss Allure's 'Tracing the Origin', there are indeed a lot, dozens of them!"

"Then where are the rest of the demons?" Cang Wunian's brow furrowed even deeper.

Qing Ci was stunned, yes, Mu Fusang was collected by the Soul Snatcher Banner, but where did those evil fruits go?

"This old horseman, shouldn't he send all the demons to the demon clan?" Qing Ci's face also became ugly.

Cang Wunian shook his head, and a purple light shot out from his fingertips, turning the heart demon on the ground into powder.

"Mu Fusang died unjustly, so many demons have really brought a lot of help to the demons. We have to hurry up, only by hurrying the treasure needed to draw the soul can we have a way to fight against the demons. Cang Wunian said in a deep voice.

Qing Ci nodded subconsciously when he heard this, then he was stunned, and asked puzzledly: "What does it have to do with finding the treasure needed to draw souls and fighting against the demons?"

Cang Wunian glanced at him lightly, "I don't know very well, it's just an intuition, maybe it has something to do with the power that awakened me in my previous life." My encounter with Hua'er should have been predestined for a long time. Although I can't remember what Kun Xiu's conspiracy is right now, if I don't fully awaken, I'm afraid that no one in this world can stop Kun Xiu's madness. Since you can't hide, you must make yourself strong quickly. ”

Hearing Cang Wunian say this, Qing Ci suddenly felt that a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, could this be the reason why Feng Yan ruthlessly abandoned them back then? But, why go to such great lengths? Wouldn't it be good to directly explain the truth of the matter to Cang Yu?

"Sister Ling'er, why on earth are you doing this?" Qingci, who couldn't figure out the key points, couldn't help but mutter.

"What are you talking about?" Cang Wunian asked suspiciously, not hearing Qing Ci's murmur.

"Oh, it's nothing, let's go back quickly, Miss Allure's injuries are so serious, we have to treat them quickly. Qing Ci hurriedly snorted. Since Feng Yan said that the time has not yet come, then don't be too eager to get to the bottom of it now.

......

It didn't take long for the three of them to return to the Demon Clan's Patriarch's Mansion.

Seeing Cang Wunian come back, everyone who had been anxiously waiting for a long time was overjoyed, but when they saw the bloody woman in his arms, everyone couldn't help but be surprised.