The genius doctor is all over the city, the emperor is very fond of the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 867 Completely Annihilated
Chapter 867 Completely Annihilated
Biting coldness brushed across her cheeks, looking at the dark front, a thin figure appeared in front of her eyes.

She walked forward with difficulty, and even fell to the ground, kneeling on the icy ground, and Di Jiushang followed behind her in neat clothes.

"If you can't hold on, I can take you away." The cold voice coincided with Di Jiushang's voice, but there was no warmth for a long time, and it was cold and emotionless.

They should have just met at this time.

The thin and stubborn figure and Di Jiushang in the purple costume disappeared before her eyes, leaving only the dark and cold road.

At this moment, a red figure flashed out from the hole not far away.

"Ayao, you're awake, that's great."

Feng Yunyao looked at the handsome man in red who suddenly appeared in front of her, frowned slightly and looked at Di Jiushang beside him.

"He is Mo Qingyan, a nine-tailed fox, you have no impression of him at all?" Di Jiushang said.

"No." Feng Yunyao thought for a while and shook her head, she had no memory at all, and her memory of this person was blank.

The corners of Di Jiushang's lips raised involuntarily, with a full smile, "That's right, you don't even remember me, how could you remember him."

Mo Qingyan: "..."

How do you feel that this product is very proud.

However, from their conversation, it is heard that A Yao has lost her memory, and it seems that those soul fragments have no effect on her memory here, "A Yao, don't worry, I will remember it slowly in the future."

"En." Feng Yunyao lowered her head, now and then some fragments of memory will pop up in her, and it is estimated that she will be able to recover her memory in a short time.

"Where is the breath of the angry god, where is it?"

"Where is it?" Mo Qingyan pointed to the hole in front of him and said, "The breath of the God of Wrath has been staying in the Snow God Stone, sealed in the ghost cave."

After eliminating the God of Wrath aura, his Yin'er will recover completely. Before he completely removed Yin'er from the Snow God Stone, Feng Wuyou came to him and asked for the Snow God Stone, hoping that he would take out the Snow God Stone and use it Come to dress up the aura of the angry god, the aura of the angry god can't stay outside for a long time, otherwise as long as it catches the opportunity, it may revive, and Feng Yunyao's sacrifice will be in vain.

Yin'er can still live without the fragment, but there are some problems left over, her memory will become worse, and what she did yesterday may be forgotten today.

But Yin'er's soul piece couldn't be removed in a short time, and the ghost once fused Yin'er's soul body, and the ghost was separated from the angry god. Yin'er's soul piece was somewhat contaminated with ghostly breath, and some The soul piece is in the Snow God Stone, and it is easy to completely absorb the breath of the God of Wrath into the Snow God Stone.

After the Snow God Stone absorbed the breath of the God of Wrath, he and Yin'er stayed here to guard the whole time.

"Fox, look what I brought."

At this time, a clean and pure voice came in.

Feng Yunyao turned around and saw a girl in a snow suit with silver-white hair who looked like an elf, running towards them with bare feet.

Mo Qingyan hurried over, took a bunch of small yellow flowers from her hand, and wrapped her arms around her waist, with a gentle face, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired, huh?" Xue Yin'er quickly pushed Mo Qingyan away, ran to Feng Yunyao, and hugged her, "Sister Feng, it's really Sister Feng, are you here to see me? Definitely came to see me."

As he said, he grabbed the little yellow flower in Mo Qingyan's hand and stuffed it into Feng Yunyao's arms, "I'll give it to you."

Mo Qingyan: "..."

Aren't these words given to him? Why did he change hands?

Mo Qingyan suppressed the sour bubbles in his heart, and pulled Xue Yin'er off Feng Yunyao, "Your sister Feng doesn't remember you anymore, you can hug her again when she recovers."

"Sister Feng also suffered from the same illness as me?" Xue Yin'er frowned slightly, her delicate face was full of worry.

"No, she is sicker than you. She has forgotten everything about the past, neither I nor you, even Di Jiushang." Mo Qingyan glanced at Di Jiushang standing next to him, Rather gloating, "At least you still remember me, A Yao has forgotten her sweetheart, so-and-so is a bit pitiful."

"No, I still remember Sister Feng. I can recognize her at a glance. Back then, I recognized you for a long time before I recognized you."

"..." Mo Qingyan endured and endured, he couldn't get angry with a patient, "You just woke up at that time, how can you compare now with that time."

Feng Yunyao looked at the bickering couple in front of her, then looked at Di Jiushang, who was not looking well, and pulled his hand, "The first time I saw you, I couldn't remember it, but I was familiar with it. That sense of familiarity has never existed in anyone else.”

The familiarity made her want to run for a while.

When Di Jiushang heard her words, his heart warmed up, and he raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, "I knew how Yao'er could not remember me at all, and the person Yao'er cares about the most is me."

"Cough..." The atmosphere was a bit uncomfortable, "Aren't we here to eliminate the breath of the God of Wrath, is it in that hole?"

"Yes, I will release it later, and you will destroy it." Di Jiushang took out a sword, "This is the Xuehua sword, you only need to inject [-]% of your cultivation into it, and stab the Xuehua sword Just enter its body."

Feng Yunyao took the sword and made a gesture. She still used the whip, but it was not impossible to use it. "Isn't it a wisp of breath? How could it have an entity?"

"At the beginning, I used one of my avatars as an introduction to strip the anger god's breath from your soul body fragments. After all, I have been sealed with the anger god for tens of thousands of years. There are similarities in the breath, so it is easy to get rid of it. It attracts you, and you only need to kill my clone later."

Feng Yunyao frowned slightly, "Will killing your clone affect you?"

Hearing her caring words, Di Jiushang was in a good mood, "Don't worry, it won't have much impact, but it's just a clone."

"Okay, let it out."

Di Jiushang first lifted the seal at the entrance of the ghost cave, and then flew out a snow-white stone from the ghost cave. He injected a ray of white light into the stone, and then a person in black clothes appeared in front of everyone. It is exactly the same as Di Jiushang.

"Yao'er, kill it, it's not me, don't be soft." Di Jiushang took Mo Qingyan and Xue Yin'er back to the side, and set up an enchantment around it.

Feng Yunyao raised her sword and stabbed at the person who looked exactly like Di Jiushang. This person's figure was erratic, and the attack on her could be quickly resolved, one purple and one black.

"Why does it have to be Ah Yao?" Mo Qingyan looked at the fighting scene ahead and asked in puzzlement.

Since the Xuehua sword can destroy the breath of anger, why not destroy it 100 years ago, so that Yin'er can fully recover, let alone suffer from intermittent amnesia.

(End of this chapter)