When Leng Ye woke up from his coma, it was already the morning of the third day, and at this time, the memory of Ao Qingyun had been repaired, but now he was a little dizzy, at this time, Ao Qingyun walked in, saw Leng Ye, who had woken up, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Leng Ye closed his eyes and rubbed his temples and replied, "It's okay, I'm going to find Lan Han and the others next, and as for Ciri's words, I'll take a trip when I lead the Hattings guys to participate in the Battle of the Firmament." ”

Ao Qingyun's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said lightly: "Every time you want to recover your memory, you will be in a coma for a while, do you think you have time?"

"Even if you don't have time, you have to recover!" Leng Ye's eyes flashed with determination, and it seemed that he had made up his mind this time.

Ao Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he looked at Leng Ye with a complicated expression and said, "I think there may be some guys who will stop you from recovering your memory." ”

Leng Ye showed a slight evil smile, and a king's breath appeared on Leng Ye's body, Leng Ye got up and came to the window, and said for a long time: "Those who follow me live!

Ao Qingyun was stunned for an instant, although since he knew Leng Ye, he found that Leng Ye's body had a hidden kingly temperament, in the past, he had inadvertently revealed a trace of aura a few times, but it quickly converged again, but now this time it did not converge.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" when Leng Ye turned around and asked suspiciously, the aura of the king on his body also disappeared.

"It's nothing, Leng Ye, since you have regained your memory, then when you come back from the Battle of the Firmament, remember to work for me for four days, and you actually used a clone before, really. After speaking, Ao Qingyun frowned, and then looked at Leng Ye as if he had thought of something, his eyes were full of ill intentions, and he smiled slightly: "Also, let me out~~" After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Leng Ye out of the window.

"Ao Qingyun, you bastard!!!!!!!!!" I only heard the cold night's scolding coming from below.

"Hey, hey, it's cooler, but it seems that Cold Night is the first time to scold someone, right? After speaking, Ao Qingyun sat down and waved his hand, only to see that the broken window behind him was restored

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Leng Ye stood in the air and looked at the ground below, and muttered indifferently: "Fortunately, the body instinctively flew up" Leng Ye slowly landed on the ground, gently patted the dust that was not on his body, and left the Holy Night Academy with an indifferent expression and headed to the next destination, the palace of the Nightwing Empire!

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Inside the Royal Palace

Lan Han stood by the window in the study, looking out of the window thoughtfully, Lan Soul was looking at the mountains of twists and turns on the table with an indifferent expression, holding a wolf pen in his right hand, brushing and brushing, and approved several folds without thinking.

Although his speed was fast, he could see each one clearly, and he had thought carefully in his heart. Every reply is also to the point, straight to the point! This kind of insight is convincing!

At this time, a black-haired teenager appeared silently in this quiet study, this young man is the cold night who came to retrieve his memory, Leng Ye was obviously stunned when he saw the scene in the study, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, I don't know why he had a strong sense of resistance here, but he had to come here for the sake of memory, and Leng Ye stood quietly waiting for Lan Soul to finish the recital and Lan Han come back to his senses.

After a long time, Lan Soul took a breath and finally finished the notes on the desk, and at the same time, Lan Han also came back to his senses, looked at Lan Soul with a faint smile, and said, "Soul, it's hard work, you go and rest." After saying that, Lan Soul got up and nodded, and left his father's study.

"You're here on a cold night, presumably for memory, otherwise you would never have come here again. Saying that, the corners of Lan Han's mouth curved slightly, revealing a slight evil smile, and continued: "Okay, then let's start." ”

So Leng Ye began to recover his memories of Lan Han.

When Leng Ye woke up, it was already the next morning, Leng Ye shook his head and was still a little dizzy, and sighed helplessly, there was no way, every time he forcibly recovered his memory, he would be in a coma for a while.

Leng Ye got up and left the palace for his next destination