The next scene is after her reincarnation, but unfortunately the end of each life is not good, the human face tree was destroyed by Gu Xiewu, and the swordsmith who forged the sword for the king died with his sword.

The memory came to an abrupt end, but there was no weaving in her memory.

Koori rubbed her eyebrows, her thoughts a little messy.

She definitely knew each other with the carp and the man in the carp's memory, so if she was one of the thirty-two gods or a new god, and the new gods showed a big background before the turmoil, and it was excusable without her, then why didn't there be her during the turmoil?

If so, then can she guess that she had been killed before the turmoil and then had no help from Gu Xie? And who was it that attacked her?

"Nine Skies...... Koi ......" said the two names in his mouth.

She had to have something to do with the two of them when she was killed, but the memories that the carp showed her were too few to get any more useful information.

There was still a vast white mist all around, and Ji Ori stretched out her hand to grab it in her hand, but it leaked out from between her fingers, which was very similar to the ninefold heavenly que she saw in the memory of the carp, forever filled with the vast white mist.

I really don't know what's so good about that kind of place, it's ridiculous to let the gods of heaven keep killing for greed and vain like the people on earth.

"Done?" As the carp walked, the fog in front of her lifted, "What do you remember?" ”

"You've seen too little, what can you think of?" Koori rolled her eyes in disgust.

There was a strangeness in the carp's expression: "How could it be, so I gave you all the memories." ”

Ji Ori couldn't help but be stunned: "Are you sure it's all?" ”

After being silent for a long time, the carp nodded and said seriously: "You are rejecting the previous memories. ”

"How could I reject my own memories?" Koori smiled a little stiffly.

The carp looked at her meaningfully: "I did show you all the memories, and you should have read them all in the past three months, but you remembered the things that were not a threat to you, and those you didn't want to know were forced to forget by you even if you read them." ”

"Three months?" Ji Ori couldn't believe it, in her impression it was just an hour later, she still couldn't believe that she had been struggling to find her own memory, why would she force herself to forget it when she looked at other people's memories, and she was terrified for a while, "How do you prove that three months have passed?" ”

The carp glanced at her coldly, and with a wave of her sleeves, the scene outside appeared in front of them.

The humble little home has a happy word on the wall, and on the lampstand, a pair of red candles are burning quietly, and the bright flame beats from time to time.

The bride was covered with a red hijab, and her tightly clasped hands revealed her nervousness, and in front of her was the groom wearing ordinary clothes with a red silk tied around his waist.

The red nose lifted the hijab, revealing the little face of the acquaintance who had become more delicate due to his joy.

"Why? You know there's danger around that kid. Koori asked calmly.

"It's his own choice." The carp is always so cold.

Jiori took a deep breath, this honest young man is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

Outside the sword, the newcomer drank a glass of wine and stopped the red gauze tent.

The boy's kiss was imprinted on the girl's delicate lips, the clothes faded, the boy parted the girl's two legs, and sank down: "Acquaintance......"

He sighed contentedly in her ear. Ignoring the girl's pleas anymore, he went on a rampage.