Gao Wushuang covered his head and half-squatted down in pain, until he almost touched the muddy loess earth, he was pulled back up by a strong gravitational force, and he let go of his hand in surprise, only to see Mo Wu holding a paper fan in his hands.

"Do you know that memory is a palace shrouded in deep mist, and anyone can close a door, destroy a wall, make a window, or even tear down a main hall to the point where not even a single brick or tile remains. Memory, not everything. ”

"You're alive and well." Gao Wushuang laughed angrily, the demon was able to say this lightly, I don't know if it was because he saw through it, or if he was originally a bastard.

"I don't think it's alive." Mo Wushuang sneered, his skin turned from smooth to rough, his cheeks wrinkled between his fingers, and at the same time, his green hair instantly turned into white hair, and he flew in the direction where the resentful aura gathered. Gao Wushuang didn't dare to look directly, his gaze naturally moved downward, only to find that the nails of the demon hands were constantly growing, and the twists and turns were really terrifying, and he didn't dare to imagine other parts.

Looking at Gao Wushuang's awe-inspiring and disgusting expression, Mo Wushuang was in a good mood, whistled, and the traces of time turned into nothing in an instant. Gao Wushuang frowned, he didn't dare to envy the unrestrained demon body in front of him, because he was the real Gao Wushuang, he had a wife room above and below, and there were also a group of people under him who relied on him to eat, he was not alone - unlike this unrestrained bastard, he had to pick up the burden of Gao Wushuang and carry it on his shoulders.

The demon eyes looked at Gao Wushuang in silence, he could share his memories from time to time, but he didn't have the slightest pity for the man in front of him, just because empathy and empathy had already been thrown out of the clouds when he abandoned this stinky skin; It's just that he doesn't have sympathy, the demon even wants to move his fingers and provoke a few words to make Gao Wushuang's situation even more dilemma, which can make him experience the pleasure of the demon world overriding the human world: "You see that those undead are constantly gathering in the Guogong Mansion, which shows that the mansion has changed greatly, and Mrs. Gao needs enough strength to solve the trouble." Who do you say it will be, disregarding the life of a dog to ask for advice from a resentful spirit that even demons dare not provoke? ”

"Chen Langsheng!" The fragments of memory stopped when Chen Langsheng raised his long sword and attacked his mother. After that, all kinds of things fell into the deep fog and fog, and it was impossible to see clearly. However, now that Chen has regained his memory, since he pretended to be Lang Zhong to take himself, he has a way to deal with his mother. Gao Wushuang whistled, and the brown horse he was riding paced to his side, and he turned over without hesitation.

As smart as he was, he immediately understood Chen Langsheng's deep meaning: as long as Mrs. Gao is gone, as long as the sun shines on the earth, as long as the ghosts disappear, as long as this ghost city disappears, Luo can naturally heal without medicine.

"What if you go?" The demon was suspended in the air and floated unhurriedly with the horse's hooves, like a nasty gadfly, buzzing and harassing Gao Wushuang's ears, at this moment, Gao Wushuang was very sure that Mo Wushuang was a complete bastard, everything he cherished, in the eyes of the demon, was worthless, even if the 'Mrs. Gao' he said in his mouth was his own mother, he was treated equally, "Is it to persuade Chen Warlock to give up and go home, or to let Mrs. Gao stop and disappear?" Yizhou City is full of ghosts, and Mrs. Gao ignores the order of life, violates the 'No. 1 Treaty', shelters and trains ghost soldiers, and walks to this cliff step by step, which is already overwhelmed. ”

"I will persuade her. Persuade her to let go. On the back of the bumpy horse, Gao Wushuang suddenly remembered some time with Rose, Rose said, people think that demons and monsters are terrible, but they don't know that resentful spirits are the terrifying existence at the top of the Six Realms - because resentful spirits are derived from people, people will have seven emotions and six desires, people will have anger and anger, and people will be greedy for the things that they can't grasp in their hands. This kind of evil is more delicate, more concrete, and more tragic than that of demons.

"Let go? Hehehe, Mrs. Gao is alive, and Yizhou will be prosperous; If Mrs. Gao disappears, Yizhou will return to drought and barrenness. As the demon said this, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain somewhere, because it was unconscious. He was resentful in his heart, but he blamed Gao Wushuang for loving his family too deeply, which made the demon body who had abandoned seven emotions and six desires feel a layer of shallow love, and even guilt.

Gao Wushuang gritted his teeth and twitched the reins, wishing that the horse would run faster again; After running a few feet, he suddenly realized, grabbed the reins, and neighed the horse that had come to a rapid stop.

"You say! Why is there no rain in Kyushu, only here is the rainy day? ”

Mo Wushuang looked at Gao Wushuang in silence and just smiled.

- As far back as he remembers, Rose stood on tiptoe and helped him straighten the crooked silver hairpin, touching his hair by the way. 'Come with me.' He hugged her gently. She is small, soft and fragrant to hold.

- She shook her head: "Ah Shuang, this is the question you have to answer, I can't help you. I've come to this world for a walk, and there are things I need to solve, and you can't help me. If I give you some illusions all the way east, it's my fault. ’

At the moment when he regained his memory, he thought that Rose had abandoned their agreement, that she was weak, that she had flinched, that she had thrown herself like a pebble into a monstrous wave. He scratched his heart with a hundred claws, trying to focus on the trouble in front of him rather than thinking about the memory.

Demon Wushuang looked up overhead, and the sky was in chaos.

——Chen Langsheng raised his long sword and attacked Mrs. Gao, and was instantly ejected to the ground, bleeding profusely. At that time, a burst of fog suddenly rose in the dry air, and the slender figure of the barbarian girl walked out of the deep clouds and mist.

She actually came.

After being hurt again and again, and scabbing again and again, she still chose him without hesitation - she was not weak, but he was weak.