After being reborn through the book, the apprentice becomes black and clings to the master's up

With a 'pop' sound, Qi Yufan had a splitting headache, and his already blurry vision became clearer.

Xuan Qing looked at him with a smile on his face, and he couldn't wait to step forward and hug him.

He thought he was waiting for a hug and someone with eyes full of his own, but he didn't expect a strong push away.

Xuan Qing instantly became unhappy and said angrily: "Why do you still push me away? Is Ye Nanchen so deep in your heart?!"

"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Qi Yufan shrank from Xuan Qing's angry eyes, "Why am I here?"

"What? You... don't remember me?" Xuan Qing didn't expect that he wouldn't remember herself. The first thing he saw was clearly her, so why didn't he remember? What went wrong?

"Do I know you? Where is this place? I feel like I forgot something." Qi Yufan touched his head, and something flashed past his head and he couldn't catch it.

"It's okay, I am your Taoist companion and the person you love most. You just need to remember." Xuan Qing hugged the person fiercely.

"But I don't remember who you are, you..." Qi Yufan suddenly pushed the person away, "I... seem to vaguely know that my lover is not you."

"Hahaha!" Xuan Qing covered his face in pain, "Even if you don't remember everyone, you still remember him in your vague memory."

"Who is he? Ah!" Qi Yufan's mind suddenly exploded, and the pain made him bend down. He seemed to see a figure in the pain, and that figure was watching him, looking at him tenderly in those eyes, but He couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely heard the figure calling him Master.

"Who are you? Why can't I see you? Who is Master? Are you calling me?"

"Yufan, without him, he is me." Xuan Qing wanted to pick him up, but was slapped away.

"Don't touch me!" Qi Yufan couldn't get close to Xuan Qing even if he lost his memory. His physical reaction made him want to stay away. Something in his head was screaming that he was a bad person.

"I'm going to kill him right now!" Xuan Qing angrily threatened to kill Ye Nanchen.

Qi Yufan felt that he was very important to him, so he pulled Xuan Qing's sleeve, "No!"

Xuan Qing knelt down and pinched Qi Yufan's chin, "It's just a matter of time. Sooner or later you will forget about him. It's just that the medicine is not effective enough. I can develop some more until you forget about him!"

As he spoke, he leaned over to kiss the lips that Xiao had wanted to kiss for a hundred years.

Qi Yufan slapped him in the face, and he shrank, tears streaming down his face, he pushed the person away, and ran toward the door in a panic.

"You can't run away!" Xuan Qing followed slowly, as if catching a disobedient prey.

He fanned the door and closed it.

He clamped Qi Yufan's wrists fiercely, picked up the person, and threw him onto the bed. He wanted to force the person to his bow and make the person completely his.

"Let go! You pervert!" Qi Yufan struggled hard. During the struggle, he touched the dagger on his waist and stabbed it directly. He kicked the person away, opened the door with his clothes and ran away.

Xuan Qing pulled out the dagger from his shoulder and threw it to the ground. He seemed to have gone crazy, "There is no one, he is dead!"

Qi Yu staggered, feeling that these few steps were very far away. He didn't know how he was here, and how he got into trouble with this madman. Tears fell down his face.

He was obviously a laborer, but when he opened his eyes after reading a book, he saw a man in green clothes staring angrily at him, but he felt that he had not just come here, but had been living there for many years.

"Yufan!"

The voice of the person behind was hoarse and crazy.

Qi Yufan's scalp was numb and he had difficulty breathing.

Whoever comes to save me, no matter who it is, come and save me.

He looked at the light in front of him and ran over as hard as he could. When he ran to the door, he ran into the arms of a person.

His legs were paralyzed and his body was shaking like a sieve. He grabbed the man's clothes and his voice was so frightened that he could not speak.

He stared at the person in front of him as if he saw those eyes in his vague memory.

But now these eyes are full of anger, and the hostility around him cannot be concealed.

Ye Nanchen hugged the person, suppressed his anger, and comforted the person huddled in his arms softly, "Master, you are not afraid."

"How did you get out?!" Xuan Qing's eyes were like sharp blades trying to cut off Ye Nanchen's flesh piece by piece.

"That thing can trap me?" Ye Nanchen's tone was full of contempt and ridicule, "Using these despicable and dirty methods is indeed your style."

"So what? There's never been anything I can't get!" Xuan Qing whipped out a few poisonous silver needles from his sleeves. The silver needles were so small that if they got into them, they would die.

Ye Nanchen didn't even bother to lift his fingers. With a snap of his fingers, the silver needles turned into powder in the air.

"I said you will never get it, even if you don't get it, he will never look at you."

He picked up Qi Yufan with one hand and raised his feet with a large amount of demonic energy rushing toward Xuan Qing. He glanced at the person in the middle of the demonic aura with disdain, turned around and took the person away.

Xuan Qing was trapped in the demonic energy and watched helplessly as people left him.

He made him lose his memory, but he didn't make people see him. Instead, he made people afraid. He promised not to hurt him, but he hurt him.

There was obviously no disgust or fear in those eyes, but he made those eyes have fear and disgust.

He could never forget those frightened eyes.

Those beautiful memories, beautiful smiles, those occasional chats, those times alone, are now fragmented and cannot be put together.

He destroyed everything with his own hands. It was his pathological possession and love that made these things no longer exist.

He failed and lost miserably.

When he saw Qi Yufan huddled in Ye Nanchen's arms and felt insecure, he should have known everything. He would never get those things, and he really couldn't compare.

Along the way, Qi Yufan huddled and hugged himself, feeling insecure and trying his best to find a sense of security.

"I really don't remember, not at all," he whimpered.

"Disciple knows. If you don't remember, you won't remember. Then don't think about it."

"But it's so familiar. What did I forget? Why can't I catch those things?" Qi Yufan held his head and tried to think of something, but his head seemed to be disconnected. The more he tried to think of it, the less he could remember.

"Master, don't think about it"

"Master? Who is the blurry figure in my head? Why are those eyes looking at me? Why am I so gentle? My head hurts!"

"It'll be fine in a while, I don't want to think about it anymore."

"Why did it become like this?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in Ye Nanchen's head.

"I can help him." The voice continued, "Why are you ignoring him? I have told you everything that will happen in the future, and you can save him. Why are you so cold?"

"So much nonsense."

The voice laughed a few times and said, "Okay, okay, my temper is really bad."

A faint light entered Qi Yufan's body.

People who are in pain have their brows spread out.

The beam of sunlight he seemed to be looking at was in front of him, and standing in front of him was a vague figure in his memory. The figure seemed to have cleared the fog and was coming towards him. As he got closer, the figure became clearer.

He saw the figure with open arms, a good-looking figure, deep eyes and sharp edges, calling him gently, "Master."

Then he saw a luminous bracelet connecting the two of them. He saw himself in the bracelet and everything that happened to him.

The bracelet got closer and closer and melted directly into his mind. Those lost memories came back and he remembered it.

"Nan Chen, Master remembered it. I didn't expect him to do that, and he almost forgot about you."