One hundred reasons to be with the hero

For the first time, Qiao Momu felt dizzy and dizzy from the pain. He was dazed in the piercing pain. He felt someone hugging him. Before he could think about it, his head exploded.

I don't know how long the time has passed, Qiao Momu struggled out of the darkness several times, couldn't open his eyes several times, and simply gave up resisting the boulder that was pressing on his chest, and let himself sleep in the vicissitudes of life.

After waking up once and found that he could open his eyelids, Qiao Momu was finally freed from the long pain. He first smelled a strong smell of bitter medicine, and couldn't help thinking worriedly: "Could it be that Xie Hancheng is suffering for me?" Medicine."

It happened that a figure came out from behind the screen, holding a medicine bowl in his hand, and said in a flat voice, "Drink the medicine when you wake up."

Qiao Momu quit when he heard the voice.

Ye Wangyue, the boss of his gangster, came after Xingshi to question his crimes! Damn it!

I'm sure I'm going to be locked up in a small black room by the brother in charge, right? !

Ye Wangyue approached, sighed, but didn't mean to blame, but said: "You, why do you always have accidents, which makes people anxious."

This sigh is full of helplessness and tolerance.He couldn't even pretend to be a zombie.

"..." Qiao Momu tilted his head slightly, his voice was hoarse, he was silent, and said softly, "Senior brother, I... I'm sorry."

The rest of the words were interrupted by Ye Wangyue's leaning on the bed. A pair of gentle arms were placed on Qiao Momu's shoulders with great care. Medicine bowl, slowly and carefully fed a bowl of medicine into Qiao Momu's mouth, not a single drop left.

Qiao Momu could only desperately hold back the urge to vomit, mouthful of blood and tears, mouth full of pungent taste, and watched the bowl bottom out with a bitter face.

Putting down the medicine bowl, Ye Wangyue breathed a sigh of relief with a tense expression, and said suddenly: "Do you know that I almost lost my life this time?"

"..."

Qiao Momu was hit on the throat by this light and fluffy sentence, he had nowhere to refute, and he was a little ashamed, so he could only lower his head and try to make himself sit like a monkey with a low head.

Ye Wangyue's abnormal training did not put on the posture of the boss of the gangster, but the water flowed slowly, neither salty nor dull: "Is the exhortation of the senior brother just like a fleeting moment to you? I have been admonishing you not to let you go to the Demon Realm. You stole it again." I ran, although I didn't go out, but I didn't know how high and thick I entered the gate of hell, the danger, how long can you resist with your cultivation?"

——I can't resist half a point.

Qiao Momu didn't speak, his mouth was full of bitter medicine, and he worked hard to listen to the master's lesson.

Ye Wangyue raised her hand and pressed her temple wearily: "If the formation was not opened just now, so I rushed to discover it and forcibly broke it open, then I was a few moments too late, and you were trapped inside to death. Although forcibly breaking it open will hurt the people in the formation, and it will hurt like a heart, but at least this experience will make you remember..."

Qiao Momu was even more depressed, but a picture flashed in his mind, he hesitated, and said: "Junior brother has something I want to ask senior brother to explain."

Ye Wangyue: "You can just say it directly. There are no rules for the immortals in the Yin Cang Sect to say what should be said or not."

Only then did Qiao Momu raise his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, he said with hesitation, "I saw an incomparably real illusion in the gate of hell..."

He paused, facing Ye Wangyue's changed expression after following him, and then spit out the following words, lowering his voice: "That was the past between me and the senior brother, but senior brother... are you erasing it because of your own selfishness? Memories of my past?"

Logically speaking, he is just a time traveler, and he shouldn't have any understanding of the original body. He just needs to deal with it and continue the joyful and unrestrained process of his counterattack.

But after the previous illusion appeared, his head was rusty like a gear that was scrapped halfway, and it was mixed with the gear that was not scrapped. The memory that should be clear was also messed up. River.

Qiao Momu was thrown into chaos just like that.

As soon as this remark came out, Ye Wangyue's face suddenly changed, her pupils shrank into small spots following Qiao Momu's whisper, her body froze for five or six seconds, before she turned back as if from a huge blow, and took a deep breath.

Qiao Mo's heart tightened.

After a while, Ye Wangyue replied vaguely:

"There are some things, don't ask, and don't get to the bottom of it."

"I won't lie to you, even if I have to, it's to protect you better, maybe you can't understand."

"Don't ask, I beg you, brother."

For the first time, Qiao Momu saw countless helpless vicissitudes on the face of his indomitable head, and he choked up the rest of the conversation for a while, filling his belly full of doubts, and the two stared at each other, speechless for a while.

Ye Wangyue gradually regained her composure, and took the lead to break the silence: "You are so self-cultivated, come back to the sect with me in a few days."

Qiao Momu: "Wait, brother, how is my apprentice doing?"

Ye Wangyue smiled slightly: "Don't worry, that child Xiao Wuyou has been guarding you for the past few days. In front of me, the attitude of 'landslides and earth cracks don't bother me' has secretly turned red a few times. If you buy breakfast, lunch and dinner, you are afraid that you won't be able to eat when you wake up, this meeting should be on the way to buy you breakfast, and you can see him later."

Qiao Momu's half-hearted heart finally had a solution, and he asked again: "Then...well, where are those two brats who stole the magic weapon from senior brother?"

Ye Wangyue said in amazement: "Isn't it only Qiao Zhenlu? How can there be another theory?"

Qiao Momu clenched his fists in horror, his back was covered with cold sweat, and the ominous feeling that was pressing down on him easily penetrated into his heart without any effort.

How long has it been?Qiao Yu hasn't... come back yet?

At the same time, on the top of the snow-capped mountain outside the pass, snow powder is flying, the wind and snow are howling, and the man in black robes is like a winding giant snake. .

——A thrilling snowstorm is about to engulf the sky and swallow the sea with black clouds.