Chapter Forty-Eight: Recalling Memory

Chu Yanshu took Sang Luo to pass in the forest, and while running, he kept throwing out small paper figures with the breath of charms from the Qiankun bag, turning into puppets and running away.

Sang Luo turned his head to look at Chu Yanshu with a cold face, his eyes were full of surprise,

"Puppetry? Where did you learn this? ”

Shouldn't the setting of this dog ratio be quack and kill the sky?

How can you still use such a trick as puppetry?

Chu Yan lied without changing his color, and took out a pill from the Qiankun bag and fed it to Sang Luo.

"Yun Yao Secret Realm, in the Immortal Tomb."

Sang Luo didn't doubt it, but she felt that the plot was getting more and more deviated.

The original Long Aotian was set to quack and kill madly, dragging Cooljack and bombing the sky.

But now, Chu Yanshu is going to die!

The pill entered the abdomen and soothed the pain in the Danhai.

The aura of the peak of the Yuan Infant behind him was approaching, and no matter how much Ren Chuyanshu accelerated, it would be useless.

She's about to catch up.

But at this moment, Lingyu has been cut off, and she can't contact the outside world at all.

Sang Luo clenched the long sword in his hand, wanting to play again.

Chu Yanshu pressed her hand and said in a deep voice,

"Jin Dan has no chance of winning against Yuan Ying."

rushed up, but only to die.

Sang Luo looked at the cliff in front of him, his face was grim,

"But there's no way back."

Chu Yanshu's puppet didn't delay for long, the female ghost in purple had already chased in front of them, and behind her, there was a cliff.

The Xuanyuan Sect's Mountain Guarding Array was personally laid by Uncle Changluo, even if it was the peak of the gods, it might not necessarily break in.

But the female ghost in purple came in and entered the Razor Valley.

Sang Luo seemed to think of something, calling out the system,

"Your host is going to be beaten to death, don't you care?!"

System: [The system only serves as an auxiliary to the host's mission, and cannot launch an attack.] 】

In just a moment, the female ghost in purple had already walked in front of her, swept Chu Yanshu away with one sleeve, and choked her neck.

Sang Luo's face turned blue and purple: "Then hurry up, find out who she is for me!" ”

System: [Detecting that the host's life is in danger, do you spend 300 high-grade spirit stones to turn on the retrospective function?] 】

"Your mother'......"

Sang Luo almost didn't scold, but his life was in danger,

"Turn on!"

Fuck, if she doesn't come back ten times the pit next time, she won't be called Sangluo!

A violent light burst out of her body, and when she opened her eyes again, Sang Luo found that she had become a cat.

“……”

On a meadow where the grass grows and the warbler flies, the emerald green leaves hang low, and there are a few drops of clear dew on it, and there is a strong spiritual breath everywhere.

"Meow Meow~"

Sang Luo waved his little paws, fluffy, still pure white.

She couldn't help but roll on the grass, chased the butterflies for a while, and was ready to find the answer.

But after running for about half an hour, I found that I couldn't run.

Moreover, its legs are just too short!

After running for so long, I didn't get far.

In front of meadow, there is still an endless meadow.

Sang Luo felt desperate for a moment, but the next moment, someone lifted her up from behind and held her in his arms.

The boy drooped his eyelids slightly, rubbing the snow-white kitten's head, well... It's fluffy and really likeable.

Sang Luo looked up at the young man, it was a very unfamiliar face, but not only that, but also felt a little familiar.

Who is he?

What about the woman in purple?

Shouldn't this be her memories backtracked?