He must have sensed sothing, he ca to kill him.
Xuan Ye grew more and more certain.
In the end, he decided to die together with Hua Wuqing!
If, Xuan Ye had seen Hua Wuqing one day earlier, without Su Yan by his side.
Then he wouldn’t have to die, he could easily kill the one he yearned to kill.
Yet.
It had to be today.
Standing across from him was no longer a silly little beauty.
But a Hua Wuqing who had regained his mory, frightening the people of Jianghu.
With a soft thud.
Xuan Ye’s raised arm froze in place.
A hand pierced through his chest, his heart stopped beating instantly.
Drip, drip, drip, fresh blood dripped to the ground, following Hua Wuqing’s hand.
He looked at his own hand.
Then looked at Su Yan who was holding him.
For the first ti, he regretted killing.
Because he knew, he couldn’t deceive her anymore.
In the future, he couldn’t pretend to have amnesia and let her hold him.
Screams echoed all around.
The room was already emptied without knowing when.
Only he and Su Yan were left.
Su Gu stood at the door.
He did not step into the room.
Little Red
"Ssss ssss ssss?"
Would that person hurt Yanyan?
Su Gu
"Don’t know"
Though he said he didn’t know, he didn’t step forward.
Perhaps it’s the trust built over so many worlds.
Every person Yanyan cared about never made her sad.
Moreover, she was strong enough.
So strong that Su Gu could stand there patiently, waiting for the people inside to sort out a result.
Xuan Ye crashed to the ground.
Blood pooled beneath.
The crimson liquid from Su Gu’s fingertips joined together, flowing past the feet.
Su Yan gazed at Hua Wuqing,
"You’ve regained your mory."
Hua Wuqing answered
"Yes."
In the conversation, sohow, Hua Wuqing felt a hollow sensation in his heart.
As if sothing was missing.
He liked her holding him.
But the hand that held him had already dropped.
She spoke
"Hua Wuqing?"
As if confirming, she asked.
He answered
"Yes."
He never thought there was anything wrong with his na before.
Now, he wanted to change it.
Change it to one that no one has heard before.
So Yanyan wouldn’t hear about him from others.
Just when the two were silent.
A figure flew in.
It was Ying.
He knelt on one knee
"Subordinate respectfully welcos the Sect Hierarch back to the sect."
Ying was sowhat excited now.
After all, his sect leader finally regained his mory.
No longer would he act foolishly, making his subordinate too embarrassed to look.
Those people dared to adorn Sect Hierarch’s head with red flowers while he was foolish.
Now, let’s see who dares!
Hua Wuqing’s eyelids lowered.
His dark lashes quivered.
He stood there for a while.
The silence persisted.
Yanyan wouldn’t keep him.
He wasn’t that fool who would whine and cry.
He spoke
"Return."
After he finished speaking, his figure flickered.
No one saw how he left.
They just felt a gust of wind pass by, the person had vanished.
Su Yan stood there, with her head down, looking at the dead Xuan Ye.
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but speak
"Host, why didn’t you stop Lord Hero?"
"He would leave eventually."
Su Yan answered indifferently.
Because knowing he would leave eventually, she didn’t stop him.
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but say again
"Then, host, you can’t just abandon Lord Hero because he’s regained his mory."
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