Bing Po spun around in the air, as if looking for the erotic demon.

He suddenly flew quickly in a certain direction, with Mu Lingyue following closely behind him. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.

There was lightning and thunder, and the ice soul shuttled through the clouds. Mu Lingyue followed behind him. Yanmo did not find her, but she saw Lan Qingyue.

He seemed to have become red-eyed, as one demon after another was pierced by his sword and turned into powder...

As if sensing her, he suddenly turned his head...[

The two people's eyes met, and Mu Lingyue was surprised to find that the way Lan Qingyue looked at her was a little different.

The way he looked at her was no longer unfamiliar or cold...

She hadn't seen such a look in her eyes for a long, long time.

There was surprise, longing, and... emotion in his dark red eyes.

He smiled at her, and his beautiful face that was originally filled with gloom suddenly seemed like the dark clouds had dispersed and the sun was shining brightly.

In the dark clouds, his eyes seemed to be full of stars, and his bright eyes stared deeply at her.

She looked stunned and looked at him blankly.

Lan Qingyue, what happened to him?

She could only see such a look in her eyes before she lost her memory.

She wasn't even sure he was looking at her, but she looked around and it seemed like there was no one else except her.

He...recovered his memory?

"Lingyue..."

As if to confirm her thoughts, he came towards her in the clouds.

Mu Lingyue was completely stunned.

Her eyes suddenly became moist.

He must have recovered his memory and thought of her, otherwise, he would not look at him with such eyes and call her name in such a gentle voice.

When she completely lost confidence in him and gave up on him, he regained his memory.

She didn't know what to do, and looked at his figure getting tighter and tighter in disbelief.

The large black robe fluttered in the strong wind, the silver hair was like scattered moonlight, and the tenderness that had been there for a long time returned to his beautiful and enchanting face.[

"Lingyue."

There was another soft call.

She felt strange...

In such an environment, she could hear his voice so clearly.

She heard him call her name so gently.

"Lingyue..."

The fragrance of seven-color orchid lingered on the tip of her nose, and his fingers gently touched her eyes. His phoenix eyes were full of affection, and he stared at her deeply, "You are really here, it's not my imagination."

Before she could say a word, he pulled her into his arms forcefully and held her tightly.

He buried his head in her hair, took a deep breath, and his low and hoarse voice was full of irresistible tenderness, "I'm sorry, Lingyue, I'm sorry for causing you so many grievances and making you sad.

sad."

At this moment, she no longer had any doubts.

He regained his memory. He finally remembered her.

Tears burst out and she snuggled into his arms blankly, "Lan Qingyue, you finally remembered me..."

"sorry."

He stroked her hair over and over again, "I remembered everything, and I will never forget it again. Forgive me for doing so many excessive things to you."

She just cried silently.

After so many grievances, do you need to forgive him just by saying sorry?
Chapter completed!