Yuezichen sighed, looked up to the sky and shouted, "Pray that Enchanting never recovers her memory!" "He's going to be miserable without.

Di Tianli smiled lightly, "You should pray for the enchanting to recover your memory, and forget that you are the one who is the one who is in the way." ”

Yuezichen was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

Ye Qinglan covered his mouth and smiled, "Ah Jiu means that memory, enchanting will recover sooner or later." The so-called setting that marriage can restore memory is still your masterpiece, don't forget. ”

"yes, how did I forget about it." Yuezichen slapped the table: "Wouldn't it be good to stop them from getting married." ”

Emperor Tianli "......"

Ye Qinglan "......"

The two glanced at each other, Ye Qinglan sighed helplessly, and led Ah Jiu to get up and leave the pavilion.

It's not saved, Yuezichen is not saved!

After resting for a few days, Di Tianli took Ye Qinglan to the Nuwa clan, accompanied by Yuezichen.

As soon as they left the maple garden, they met a man.

The comfrey was full of exhaustion, her steps were a little staggering, and her body was slightly embarrassed.

After she saw Di Tianli and his party, she only shouted, "Divine Venerable." And he fainted.

The direction in which she fell was towards Di Tianli.

Before Yuezichen could react, he was suddenly pulled by someone, and there was an extra person in his arms.

Yuezichen "....." he helplessly hugged the purple grass and looked at Di Tianli.

Di Tianli just glanced at him lightly, "This seat has a family, except for Qinglan, you can't touch other women, you have to avoid suspicion." ”

Yuezichen glared at him fiercely, and complained silently in his heart.

Ye Qinglan frowned, after Ah Jiu came back, she told him about the fact that the comfrey atractylodes had not come out, and also told him the words of the Dream Weaver Beast.

At that time, Di Tianli was only silent for a while, and then summoned the spirits of the two of them.

But it didn't attract a trace of soul.

If the soul can't be recruited, there are three possibilities.

The first is that the soul is scattered.

Second, it may be that the soul is imprisoned somewhere and cannot come out.

The third is that people don't die at all.

At the beginning, Ye Qinglan thought about several things, and the center of the lava forbidden land was even more difficult to enter and get out.

With the strength of the two of them, they can't come out at all.

So, it is very likely that they have already lost their souls.

At that time, Ye Qinglan was depressed in his heart. After all, it was she who caused Comfrey to have no mother since she was a child, and now, it has caused her to be scattered.

Ye Qinglan glanced several times in the direction where the comfrey came from, and found that there was no one behind her.

She couldn't help but feel strange, why was there only one person in Comfrey, Baizhu!

Yuezichen held the comfrey in his arms, "Tianli, what do you look like?" ”

You can't take a wounded man on the road!

Qinglan is pregnant, and it is impossible for Di Tianli to take care of the purple grass.

And he ...... No, no, he is also a knot, okay, he can only serve his own family.

Di Tianli's eyes turned lightly, and he spit out a sentence, "Go back to Fengyuan!" ”

………

Mo Ruhua is dressed in red, standing on the top of the mountain opposite Jiuhua Gate.

Her eyes were as dark as ink, and her emotions were complicated.

Looking at the position where she had lived for eighteen years, the feeling in her heart was extremely uncomfortable.

In winter, it gets dark early.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her thin back, showing gloom and desolation.

Mo Ruhua didn't know that she stood on the top of the mountain for a long time before she flew towards the enchantment of the mountain behind Jiuhua Gate.

She held the jade plate that belonged to her in her hand and easily entered the Jiuhua Gate.

At this time, it was already approaching dark, and the disciples of Jiuhuamen had already begun to patrol everywhere.

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