Chapter 112
No one knows better than she knows where the Lord's memories are.
After all, the only thing she kept back then was the memory of the Divine Lord.
Memories dominate memory, and the god lord without memory is like a tiger that has lost its claws and fangs, and her combat power may not be as good as her.
The god lord who has no memory just has a brute force, but he doesn't know how to exert this power to the fullest.
If she could, she actually hoped that the Divine Lord would never find her memory, so that the Divine Lord might be able to keep the water from Xiao Mingjing's water and never get along with each other.
Of course, Xiao Ming is the choice of the god lord, and they have no right to interfere.
No matter how much they dislike Xiao Ming, they will not do anything to be ashamed of God.
"Divine Lord, your memory is at the core of the dungeon, please come with me."
It was Chen Hanxi who walked with the goddess. Chen Xi and Miao Bai stayed where they were, slowing down the speed of the collapse of this small world, but unfortunately their strength was too weak, and it was just a drop in the bucket.
The goddess held up the wooden staff in her hand, the king cobra coiled on the wooden staff, spitting out the letter, looking up at the endless void above.
In the sky above Chen Hanxi and the goddess, bits of blue-green fluorescence appeared, much like fireflies, and these fluorescences flowed slowly and gathered into a whirlpool.
"Divine Master, please wait a moment, the dungeon has collapsed, and it will take some time to reconnect the entrance." The goddess looked back and said.
If you change to the god of the previous heyday, you can reach your destination with a wave of your hand.
But now, the god has no memory of his past life, and he may not even remember where this place is.
The turquoise beam enveloped the two of them, just as when the goddess came.
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at the core of the dungeon.
It is a dark space, and in the center of this space, there is a gray-blue stone platform.
There was a transparent ball the size of a basin hanging on the stone platform, and what appeared in the ball was the scene of everyone being trapped.
"Lord, your memory is inside."
……
(Tickets for the crab cuties~.)
(づ ̄³ ̄)づmua~
The cuties don't have to waste tickets for this pigeon dust~
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No one knows better than she knows where the Lord's memories are.
After all, the only thing she kept back then was the memory of the Divine Lord.
Memories dominate memory, and the god lord without memory is like a tiger that has lost its claws and fangs, and her combat power may not be as good as her.
The god lord who has no memory just has a brute force, but he doesn't know how to exert this power to the fullest.
If she could, she actually hoped that the Divine Lord would never find her memory, so that the Divine Lord might be able to keep the water from Xiao Mingjing's water and never get along with each other.
Of course, Xiao Ming is the choice of the god lord, and they have no right to interfere.
No matter how much they dislike Xiao Ming, they will not do anything to be ashamed of God.
"Divine Lord, your memory is at the core of the dungeon, please come with me."
It was Chen Hanxi who walked with the goddess. Chen Xi and Miao Bai stayed where they were, slowing down the speed of the collapse of this small world, but unfortunately their strength was too weak, and it was just a drop in the bucket.
The goddess held up the wooden staff in her hand, the king cobra coiled on the wooden staff, spitting out the letter, looking up at the endless void above.
In the sky above Chen Hanxi and the goddess, bits of blue-green fluorescence appeared, much like fireflies, and these fluorescences flowed slowly and gathered into a whirlpool.
"Divine Master, please wait a moment, the dungeon has collapsed, and it will take some time to reconnect the entrance." The goddess looked back and said.
If you change to the god of the previous heyday, you can reach your destination with a wave of your hand.
But now, the god has no memory of his past life, and he may not even remember where this place is.
The turquoise beam enveloped the two of them, just as when the goddess came.
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at the core of the dungeon.
It is a dark space, and in the center of this space, there is a gray-blue stone platform.
There was a transparent ball the size of a basin hanging on the stone platform, and what appeared in the ball was the scene of everyone being trapped.
"Lord, your memory is inside."
(Tickets for the crab cuties~.)
(づ ̄³ ̄)づmua~
The cuties don't have to waste tickets for this pigeon dust~
When this bracket appears, it means that the following double questions are copy-pasted content, and the time is too late, and it will be replaced when it is written)