"She is still alive, and she is very good," Qi Ye recalled the scene back then, indescribable sarcasm: "If you didn't wash away my memories back then, maybe you would have known the fact that she is still alive, and you will be guilty of your own sins and will not live!"

The god of death roared over there, his voice shrill, and then a sound of vomiting blood came.

A hint of revenge flashed through Qi Ye's dark eyes, which was a harsh breath for Ye Weilan.

"Tell me!" Ogura said in a ruthless tone: "Where is she?"

Qi Ye sneered: "I said it a long time ago, I don't know. My memory has been replaced for so many years. Even if I can go back to the place where she saved me, are you sure she will be there?" A cold smile flashed across the corner of his beautiful lips: "However, I have always seen her and talked to the men around her. I have mastered more clues than you. If I want to find one, it will definitely be easier than you!"

"Man?!" The tone of death was instantly as sinister as a demon.

A strange light flashed across Qi Ye's eyes: "Yes, man, you are very caring for her. You have been busy and hard for so many years, but you are just a poor abandoned person."

"I don't believe it!" After all, the God of Death is not a small person and will not believe such words easily. After calming down, he quickly understood the purpose of Qi Ye's phone call: "Do you want me to let that girl go?"

"She is by my side, you don't need to let her go," Qi Ye sneered: "And don't forget our bets. You must not hurt her in the next three years!"

The god of death sneered. A hero like him would be willing to accept the loss, so he would naturally not go back on his word.

The chips in his hand are not Ye Weilan, but Qi Ye.

"What do you want to bet on me again?" The voice of Death was a little excited. It was related to Qin Yuling, so he naturally cared about him more than anyone else.

"It's just a transaction. Even if Lan really goes to the Evil Ghost Island, you won't hurt her in the next three years!"

The original March bet will be her protective umbrella within the next three years.

The god of death snorted coldly, and he agreed.

Anyway, his intention to let her come to the Evil Island was not to torture her.

"I have news about Qin Yuling in my hand," Qi Ye's black eyes surging, and his thin lips raised a cold curve: "If you don't want the Pope to find her first, treat her well."

Anyway, all the chips are added for Ye Weilan's safety.

Finding Qin Yuling is the long-cherished wish of the God of Death for many years, so he naturally would not refuse.

Qi Ye knew very well that this little news about Qin Yuling alone was not enough to keep Ye Weilan by his side.

When Lan is alive, he doesn't want to die.

And, he needs time!

He is not strong enough, and if the God of Death and the Pope are not eliminated for a day, his slight ripples will never be peaceful.

Therefore, he was willing to bear the pain of giving up and temporarily send her away while ensuring her safety.

Although the process was so painful...

Qi Ye looked down at his hands. His slender and delicate hands were more beautiful, noble, and powerful than 99% of women in the world, but they were not at the top of the world.

He needs to experience, kill, become powerful in the shortest time...

Go and grab your beloved woman!

The road to the next three years is hard, long, and lonely...
Chapter completed!