Chapter One Thousand and Eighty-Seven
"What's going on?" Qing Yao looked at the wooden house, and stayed silent inside since Ye Weiran listened to the ghost doctor's complaint.
She was about to die of fright when she saw that she didn't spare her in bed, and just when she was about to cry to find the ghost doctor, she saw Ye Weiran and the ghost doctor come back one after another.
It's just that the atmosphere is too weird, so she doesn't dare to do anything, she doesn't dare to ask anything.
It wasn't until now that I couldn't hold it back at all, so I dared to mutter to the ghost doctor.
"The king's memory has not been fully restored." The ghost doctor paused for a moment before lowering his voice and said, "The king remembers most of the things, but the prince doesn't remember anything at all. ”
Qing Yao was shocked: "What's going on, it's hard to see who doesn't want her to remember her child!" Isn't it the one who killed a thousand knives? ”
In Qing Yao's heart, it is not an exaggeration to die 10,000 times for the man who killed a thousand knives, if it weren't for that man, how could he have fallen to this point?
The ghost doctor sighed, he only remembered ancient things, and when Mocheng was put into the spatial crack, he didn't know what had happened.
However, when he first saw Ye Miran, Ye Miran did mention the prince's affairs, and at that time, she still remembered it.
Then what happened behind this, he didn't know.
sighed, the word love is really the most annoying thing, from ancient times to the present, it is not enough to be tired.
"And what are you going to do if you don't dye the night?" Qing Yao is not from Mocheng, so naturally she is not like the ghost doctor, who calls her the king, so he calls her by her first name.
Isn't the name just what people call it?
The ghost doctor glanced at Qing Yao dissatisfied, but it was nothing: "I don't know the king's thoughts, but she will definitely not ignore the prince." ”
"How? I don't know how long ago people were, do you know where they are now? Qing Yao pursed her lips.
It's not that she poured cold water, it's just that the kid is not talking can be very big.
"The king asked me if I would like to leave this world with her." The ghost doctor suddenly arrived, with a blank look in his eyes: "Is the king really exhausted from this world?" ”
Qing Yao was startled for a moment and looked at the ghost doctor: "Leaving this world?" How to leave? Is there another world? ”
Qing Yao had never heard of these things, her eyes were full of surprise, more curiosity, but there was no uncomfortable feeling.
"That was all from time immemorial, and God the Father left this world and went to a higher world, which is actually an abandoned world." The ghost doctor sighed, his eyes glazed over.
"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Qing Yao shook her head violently, suddenly not wanting to know these things.
The ghost doctor glanced at Qing Yao, and then said: "We haven't known each other for a short time, and it's nothing to tell you, looking at the king's appearance, he should have found a way to leave."
God the Father created this world, but this world is an imperfect and mutilated world, as if this world has created a dark substance of its own, so that the barrier of the world, that is, the outside, is full of cracks.
Sooner or later, the world will fall into destruction, and God has tried all means, but there is no way to save this world, so God left the last way to let the people in the world save themselves, and one person left to go to the higher world. ”
"Damn, he's so irresponsible!" Qing Yao muttered.