Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

He looked dazed, rubbing his temples, and his state was not right.

For ordinary people, these words may cause problems such as staying up late and hypoglycemia, but for young people, it is a big problem.

Could it be that... I'm going to lose my memory again?

When Qi Yan thought of this, his expression changed slightly.

If it was really amnesia... it was a mistake.

If he had known that the interval between amnesia could be so short, he should have wandered around looking for materials to make a pensieve, and then extracted the little brother's memory and copied it as early as possible.

In this way, even if the little brother's amnesia is uncontrollable and unstoppable, he can make the little brother see his past as quickly as possible without being so confused.

No.

Qi Yan was stunned and fell into deep thought. He thought to himself: "Since I have lost my memory, why do I have a set goal to do every time? If this part of the content belongs to the part without amnesia, why didn't I do it before? Instead, it was the first time after the amnesia. The thing is to do this?”

After a moment of doubt, there was no way to eliminate it, and it kept lingering in Qi Yan's mind.

There seems to be a conspiracy and purpose behind the little brother's amnesia.

It's just that now is not the time to delve into these. Qi Yan firmly believes that these are just paper tigers in the face of absolute strength.

As long as no one uses a magic suppressor.

Qi Yan's inner os: I seem to know why Luther is searching for kryptonite everywhere. People who are strong enough to a certain extent will always make people involuntarily look for weaknesses, and then hold them in their hands, so that they feel safe.

Others came up at this time.

As soon as Wu Xie came up, he saw Qi Yan standing there meditating, and was startled when he saw his rare serious expression.

"Brother, something happened???"

Qi Yan came back to his senses and briefly summarized the answer he just heard, "Wuxie will definitely not feel at ease if he doesn't take a look at him. He will be jumping around all the time. If he finds someone, he will have to carry him over. Wuxie will carry him... …My little brother’s health may be in danger, so Wu Xie and I went to find him.”

Xiaohua had no objection, "I'll stay here to watch Mrs. Huo and check on the others. Fatty will stay and help me."

Hei Ye nodded indifferently, turned the gun in his hand, thought for a while, and finally hit his head with the handle of the gun, "My parents have said so, so I will stay here as a bodyguard~"

Qi Yan threw a dozen bottles of magic potion to them and said: "The ones given to you are for you to use. These are inferior, ahem, I carefully made these potions specifically for outsiders and gave them to them. By the way, remember - —”

"Remember to pay~" Heiye answered in a long voice.

"Qi Yan! Come and see my little brother!!!"

At this moment, an innocent roar suddenly came from a distance.

Found my brother.

My brother's condition is very bad.

Qi Yan said nothing more, nodded to a few people, and then apparated directly beside Wu Xie.

As soon as I settled down, I saw the little brother buried under a pile of clothes, instruments, tables and food, with only a third of his face exposed.

These things looked familiar to Qi Yan. They were prepared by him, Fatty and Wuxie for the little brother. There were also many evil objects with good intentions in them.

The exposed part is part of my eyes and mouth.

The eyes are closed.

The lips are white, dead white.

The whole person looked dead, without any vitality.

Wu Xie's lips trembled, and the expression on his face was complicated, desperate but not sad, as if something in his heart had been broken.

faith?

Qi Yan didn’t know, but he knew one thing——

"Even if my little brother dies, I can still find a way to bring him back from the hands of the Lord of Hell!"

Qi Yan looked grim.

The wizard is not a good person to begin with, and there is no such thing as Azkaban to restrict him here.