Huang Zun II

Chapter 7 Imprisoned Memory

At this time, Chen Yu looked at Leon very puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Leon, are you sure she is an eighth-level fighter?"

"Yes, the scene at that time, and the shock wave brought out by that roar, all show that she is an eighth-level fighter!" Leon said affirmatively.

Thinking of the situation at that time, Leon still has lingering fears. As for why they survived such a strong shock wave, he certainly didn't think that his fighting spirit shield could stop it.

He put this reason on Yan Yan's head, thinking that when she was in a crisis, she just fell into a coma and removed the shock wave.

"But, I tried to check just now, and she doesn't have fighting spirit." Chen Yu said with certainty, frowning.

"what?"

"Yes! With her current situation, she is just like a person who has never learned battle qi! Simply put, she is an ordinary person."

Listening to Chen Yu's words, Leon couldn't help grabbing Yan Yan's hand, but was thrown away violently.

Yan Yan's expression gradually became gloomy, and he looked at Leon with cold eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction and vigilance with his actions.

In her mind now, it has become a mess, except for one name, it is almost blank.

A feeling of incomparable irritability popped up in her heart. It seemed that she had forgotten some very important things.

what exactly is it?what exactly is it?
"Ah!" Yan Yan fell into a severe headache again, Leon couldn't help being startled, but thought that his abrupt behavior had stimulated her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Leon apologized awkwardly, but his heart was full of surprises. In the moment of contact just now, he had already learned that Yan Yan's situation was indeed as Chen Yu said, without any fighting spirit at all. .

However, he firmly believed that Yan Yan at that time really possessed the strength of an eighth-level fighter.

Could this be related to her loss of memory?

"Leon, Uncle Bill is here." Miller shouted, and then walked in with a middle-aged man with a beard, a big belly, and a big white coat.

"Uncle Bill, show her quickly, she seems to be in pain." Leon said anxiously.

"Don't worry, let me see." Uncle Bill said calmly, then waved his hands, and a light blue light curtain enveloped Yan Yan.

With the shrouding of the light blue light curtain, Yan Yan felt that his body became more comfortable, and the pain in his head also eased a lot.

Immediately, she couldn't help but look at this strange middle-aged uncle gratefully.

Uncle Bill didn't say much, and the other hand also waved away, and some light blue ripples began to spread, passing across Yan Yan's body in circles.

"Her condition is all normal. It's just that her brain seems to be imprisoned by an inexplicable force, so that she lost all her memory." Following the inspection of the light blue ripples, Uncle Bill said doubtfully.

"Uncle Bill, do you mean that her memory was imprisoned?" Leon asked eagerly.

"Yes."

"Then there is no fighting spirit in her body, could it be caused by this reason?" This is the question that Leon is most concerned about.

Uncle Bill pondered for a while, and then said without denying: "Maybe, there is a possibility. However, she doesn't seem to be a person who has ever had fighting spirit."

After all, Yan Yan's body is extremely delicate, she looks like a weak woman, not like a person who has practiced fighting qi at all.

As for Leon, he didn't care so much, he saw Yan Yan's supernatural power with his own eyes, so he believed in the explanation that Yan Yan lost his memory and lost his strength.

"Uncle Bill, can you undo this imprisonment?" Leon asked anxiously.

"No, the intensity of this confinement is beyond my ability!" Uncle Bill shook his head and said affirmatively.

After hearing Uncle Bill's words, Leon did not feel depressed because of this, but said firmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you recover your memory, and then I will worship you as a teacher!".

Miller and Chen Yu looked at each other, but smiled helplessly.

(End of this chapter)