Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

The blood mist above the formation gradually dissipated, and the wounds on the man's hands were visibly healed.

The formation stained red by blood gradually faded away and turned into its original light blue color. The silver-haired man lying on it suddenly opened his closed eyes!

At that moment, the still dazzling phoenix eyes suddenly became sharp, silent pressure spread, and cracks appeared in the white and transparent barrier!

Xiang Sheng, who was sitting on the floor, suddenly stood up and looked at the man in the center of the formation with a burning gaze, "Xuan Qi?"

The man glanced sideways and saw the girl beside him, whose eyes were still closed. He sat up suddenly and said, "Yue'er!"

A burst of golden light enveloped the girl's body and she fell into his arms. Xuan Qi held the girl in his arms tightly.

The ecstasy of being recovered spread to every inch of his nerves, and his silver-white hair was blowing without any wind. Even though the face of the person in his arms was rosy and shiny, no longer as pale as snow as before, the golden profound energy was still continuously injected into the girl's heart.

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When I saw the familiar mysterious force in the afterlife, my anxious heart finally dropped, "She has already withstood your life force, so it's better to contain her mysterious force."

Xuan Qi raised his eyes to look at Xiangsheng, a hint of warmth flashed across his eyes, "Thank you very much for your hard work."

"Young master, being so polite, doesn't it cost me my life?"

In the afterlife, he knew that Jiang Qi had remembered the dusty past, and he was now Xuan Qi.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Xuan Qi glanced at the idle past life, his eyes condensed, and the blue formation under his body gradually disappeared. He walked towards the Anle Hall with Zhuo Yue, who was breathing steadily in his arms.

Everywhere you go, flowers are blooming.

"Why are you so arrogant? These flowers are not happy to bloom here."

After seeing this, he hurriedly stopped him. It was just that the flowers Xuan Qi made were out of season. The main reason was that there were no varieties of his flowers on this continent.

Even if you recover your profound strength, you don’t need to open your screen like this, right?

Like a peacock.

"Yue'er likes these flowers of mine. I want her to see them at a glance when she wakes up."

There are no flowers all year round in the polar regions, but there is a burning moon that loves flowers.

"..."

When Xiangsheng reached out and patted his mouth, there was no need for him to ask.

Xuan Qi put Zhuo Yue back on the bed and stood guard in front of the bed like a madman, not even remotely as mysterious as before.

"Is your formation correct? Why doesn't she wake up yet?"

After a while, the girl on the bed still showed no sign of waking up. The handsome and charming man couldn't help but feel worried and had nothing to say.

"I can understand how much you miss her, but are there any mistakes in my formation that I can hide from you now?"

"Don't be impatient. After waiting for so many years, do you still care about this moment?"

In the past life, I looked at the man who was visibly nervous. Although I felt a little speechless, who made him born to be considerate?

He knew Xuan Qi's pain over the years, so he should let him make such unreasonable troubles.

"That's right." Xuan Qi laughed.

Now, he didn't need to detect Zhuo Yue's pulse to know that her body had recovered well, and there was no longer the lifelessness and coldness before.

He could hear her breathing and her heartbeat.

The heart that he pierced has been repaired.

Suddenly, he asked again, "Will she remember me?"

"Yes."

This time the answer to the question of rebirth is decisive.

But Xuan Qi was a little uneasy, "I don't know if it's because I've been treated coldly by her all these years, but I feel so empty inside. It feels really bad not to be loved by her."

"You said I killed my little sweetheart. Will she really blame me for stabbing her with the sword?"

Sadness gradually emanated from the man's body, and his expression was choked with emotion. Why was his mouth so short?

In front of Xuan Qi, who had not recovered his memory, he inevitably acted a little more recklessly.

It's better now, and he still wants to pick up the bad consequences of speaking out one by one.

"Young Master, you have spoken freely in the past life, but you, the master, do not remember the faults of the villains, and show your superiority?"

"Young Master Zhuoyue loves you so much, how could he possibly blame you, right?"

Xuan Qi didn't answer his words. He kept his image of a crazy man very well and stared at the girl on the bed with longing eyes.

Xiangsheng looked at Xuan Qi's eyebrows and said, "Young master, can I ask why you thrust out that sword?"

When Xuan Qi brought him here, he was very sure that Xuan Qi's memory was correct. What happened in the meantime?

"Why is there something wrong with your memory?"

At that time, Zhuoyue blocked the fatal blow of the mysterious force for him. In order to save Zhuoyue, he borrowed the power of the Xuanjing Order to create this world.

Everything here only exists because of the burning moon.

With Xuan Qi's spirit as the leader, it stands to reason that the development between him and Zhuo Yue's soul would not be so tragic.

"There was indeed an accident. At that time..."

"Well..."

The girl on the bed suddenly squeaked, interrupting the man's words. His delicate, jade-like eyebrows were staring at the girl who was blinking her eyelashes unblinkingly, and for the first time, there was a hint of nervousness.

He was not sure who Zhuoyue would be when she woke up, and whether he would remember her brother Aqi.

There was no wind in the air, you could hear the drop of a needle, and the breathing of the two grown men also disappeared.

A thin layer of sweat broke out in Xuan Qi's hand holding Zhuo Yue, and the palms touching each other were so hot, as if they were about to melt him. He waited with all his heart for a hundred years, before his girl once again

When he woke up, he was a little timid.

The girl's long eyelashes were raised, revealing her crystal-like eyes. A coquettish and frightened face came into her eyes. She stared at it blankly, her expression unchanged.

Xuan Qi was not unfamiliar with such a look, and his heart sank for no reason.

His Zhuoyue would not look at him expressionlessly.

Xuan Qi's voice was rough and hoarse, "Are you Yue Huan or Yan Qi?"

The girl on the bed heard a flash of disappointment in her eyes, it was not him.

Suddenly she saw the white-haired Jiang Qi, who really looked a lot like him. She gently lifted her fingertips to comb through his silver-white hair, and rubbed it repeatedly with her palms, her brows and eyes filled with nostalgia.

"He also has such beautiful silver hair."

Xuan Qi's eyes suddenly shrank, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at the girl's eyes that were stained with scarlet red.

The girl did not notice his subtle changes. All her eyes fell on the white hair, "I am not Yue Huan, nor Yan Qi."

"——I am Zhuoyue."

Zhuo Yue withdrew her hand and let go of the silver hair in her hand. Jiang Qi was not her brother Xuan Qi, and no matter how similar the hair was, it was not him.

The moment Zhuoyue finished speaking, all the beautiful and charming flowers with Xuan Qi as the center bloomed! The past life waiting at the side was overwhelmed by the unexpected flowers and plants, unable to escape, "Hey, hey, you want to bury me with flowers.

?”

The moment Zhuoyue raised her eyes, she was suddenly hugged into her arms. She looked at the familiar and unique sea of ​​flowers. Before she could recover, a choking and gentle voice came from her ears.

"Yue'er, I am Xuan Qi."
Chapter completed!