Shura God Emperor

The little girl suddenly became confused, her brows furrowed, as if trying to remember something.

"I... how many years have I been here..."

Xiao Yu frowned, and the thing that worried him had happened again. Is it really hard to remember?

"Senior, don't you really remember?"

The little girl shook her head, trying to remember, but she kept silent, sometimes confused, sometimes painful, and sometimes upset.

"Then do you know why you came here?" Xiao Yu asked again without giving up.

Just now the little girl said that it was brought here by this Nanouhong, maybe it could be a breakthrough.

The little girl was still muffled, her eyes began to appear hollow, doubtful, and at a loss.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and didn't intend to ask any more, because he was afraid that if he kept asking, the little girl would collapse or lose some kind of personality, but he was surprised in his heart.

A person, who has forgotten his name, time, and even all other things, only remembers people who are related to him and who love and hate. What does this show?

It shows that this memory is unforgettable for the little girl, and even lingering, affecting her for a long time.

Even if the body is rejuvenated, it is still unforgettable.

This level of stimulation was beyond Xiao Yu's imagination.

This shows how much the little girl was hurt by this Southern European macro.

Love produces hate, although no longer love, hate is unprecedentedly strong.

However, from a certain point of view, this extreme hatred does not mean how deep the previous love was?

But then, the little girl actually condensed her murderous intentions, her eyes returned to condensed, staring at Xiao Yu coldly, and said: "Boy, who are you, why are you asking so many questions!"

Xiao Yu smiled helplessly, it seemed that he couldn't ask why.

As soon as he moved his mind, an invisible vortex appeared in his hand, which was astonishingly calm as a mountain of books condensed by the force of Fu, and moved like the force of the sea.

"Are you a child of Xiaoyaomen?" The little girl gave Xiao Yu a surprised look.

"Ok."

"Then why didn't you tell me early?" The little girl's face was also not stern, and she returned to a look of indifference.

At this moment, it was the little girl Xiao Yu met last year!

Without waiting for Xiao Yu's answer, the little girl said indifferently, "It was the breath of the power of the gods that you just covered that covered Xiaoyao's gift?"

Xiao Yu's heart moved, this little girl is indeed not an ordinary person!

Can guess so quickly, with such insight and keen perception, there are definitely many who are so transparent in their hearts.

If you change to an ordinary high-level powerhouse of Xiaoyaomen, I am afraid you will know the bottom line.

"Although the Zongmen world is only one of the thirty-six small worlds, it is also a plane in the numerous nine-day worlds. There are so many beings. No wonder you have the courage to come down here." The little girl said lightly.

But Xiao Yu's heart was extremely weird.

A moment ago, because of love and hatred, there was a kind of infinite murder!

How to converge now!

However, Xiao Yu could also imagine that since it was a sad thing, it would naturally be buried deep in his heart and would not be easily taken out.

That is, when Xiao Yu asked Nan Ouhong this person, the little girl would have such a reaction.

But Xiao Yu was also worried. The little girl lost too much memory, and he couldn't know a lot of things he wanted to know.

"Senior, do you know your physical condition?" Xiao Yu asked in a low voice.

The little girl shook her head, looked at her immature hands and large clothes, and said, "Since I got here, the physical body has been regressing day by day, perhaps because the spiritual root is gone."

Xiao Yu's heart moved, spiritual root? He has heard it no less than twice, and he is also about to ask.

Then, the little girl talked to Xiao Yu about Linggen...