"Have you still got to this point?" Fu Mo frowned slightly, and looked at the excited Ling Fan and Leng Ruobingshuang Chen Ling'er, who had no emotions, and his voice was a little low.

As for the matter between Chen Ling'er and Ling Fan, only Fu Mo was the one present who knew the whole story of the matter best. From the initial encounter in Qingping Town, to the later love of the pyramid, to the Dan Pavilion, Chen Ling'er turned into a zombie, and had amnesia and strangers, Fu Mo was watching these things that had an important impact on Ling Fan and Shen Ling'er.

It can even be said that to a certain extent, Fu Mo knew more deeply than Ling Fan and Shen Ling'er, because he knew more than Ling Fan.

"After a period of time, Shen Ling'er's memory was finally exhausted. From then on, have you forgotten everything and truly become their war puppet?" The Demon Stared at Shen Ling'er's cold face and couldn't help but murmur.

When Shen Ling'er said that she wanted to take Ling Fan's life, she could still remain indifferent as usual. Without any emotional fluctuations, Fu Mo realized that Shen Ling'er had been completely brainwashed and became a fighting puppet. I remember that when she wanted to erase Ling Fan in Dan Pavilion, Shen Ling'er still struggled and knew the pain. That was because Shen Ling'er had just become a zombie and had not been completely controlled. However, after so long, under the control of her hands in the dark, even if Shen Ling'er's will is strong, she would never be able to compete.

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"Ling Fan?" Seeing Ling Fan being so excited when he heard that he was going to kill him, he couldn't help but frown slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

When Ling Fan saw Shen Ling'er falling into thinking, he was immediately delighted and thought to himself that there should be help.

But Shen Ling'er's next words undoubtedly knocked Ling Fan to the bottom again.

"Sorry, I have no impression of the name Ling Fan. To me, these are just two words. Apart from that, there is no meaning to me." Shen Ling'er was still like an eternal iceberg, with an extremely cold expression.

"No???Impossible! I don't believe it!" Ling Fan heard the answer he least wanted to hear, and even if Shen Ling'er had such a slight emotional fluctuation when she said this, it would not make Ling Fan so desperate. "Ling'er, remember it quickly. Have you forgotten every bit of what happened to us?"

"In the past, Qingping Town, I was chased by an evil ghost. Just as I was about to die, you suddenly fell from the sky and saved my life. At that time, you called me a little beggar." Ling Fan said excitedly about the memories of the past.

"Stinky beggar?" The three words "Stinky beggar" seemed to have penetrated into Shen Ling'er's soul. When he heard these three words, a trace of struggle flashed through his cold eyes, although it was just a blink of an eye.

"Did you forget the little things about us in the pyramid when we shared hardships, through life and death, sharing weal and woe, and sharing life and death?"

"Do you still remember that you said you were afraid of snakes. In the Takra Desert, I once gave you the Qingshuang Sword. Do you still remember the Qingshuang Sword? The Qingshuang Sword in my hand was made of the same black iron, and it was a pair of lovers' swords." Ling Fan said, and took out the Qingshuang Sword he bought at the Takra Small City Iron shop from the ring.

Cutting iron like mud, blowing hair and cutting hair. Although it is just a powerful weapon for ordinary soldiers and cannot play much role in the battle between monks, Ling Fan has always treasured the Qingfeng Sword for so many years, because this sword and the Qingshuang in Shen Ling'er's hand are a couple swords.

"Qingfeng? Qingshuang?" When he saw the Qingfeng sword in Ling Fan's hand, Shen Ling'er's cold cheeks finally flashed with a hint of pain and struggle. In the deep-buried memory, it seemed that she had such an illusion.

The stinky beggar turned around and gave her Qingshuang, and finally said that Qingshuang and Qingfeng were a pair of lovers. But surprisingly, she was not angry at the time, but there was a hint of sweetness and shyness in her heart. It was a dusty memory, buried in the most distant time and space, as if it was an illusion, and as if it was real.

"Is Qingshuang?" Shen Ling'er thought, as if she had remembered something. A flash of light flashed on her white little hand, and a cold sword similar to Qingfeng suddenly flashed in Shen Ling'er's hand. It was Qingshuang.

"Ling'er, yes, that's Qingshuang. The sword in your hand is Qingshuang!" Seeing that Shen Ling'er actually took out the Qingshuang sword, Ling Fan's almost desperate heart suddenly saw a trace of light and a trace of hope, "Ling'er, Qingfeng Qingshuang is a witness to my relationship with your sword. Don't you believe what I said? Do you still have no impression of the hardships we have experienced together?" Ling Fan shouted excitedly.

"Why do I have this sword? Why do I suddenly think of this sword?" Shen Ling'er frowned, as if thinking about something, "Is it true that he has a deep relationship with me as the man in front of her said, but why, I have no impression of him at all?"

"But why did I have this sword again? It's exactly the same as Qingshuang he described. I obviously have no impression of the so-called Qingshuang, but after so long, why did I have been reluctant to throw this ordinary thing away!" Shen Ling'er frowned and her thoughts fell into struggle. She wanted to think clearly, but she really had no impression of what Ling Fan said and everything about Ling Fan.

It seemed as if those memories were completely removed from the brain? Why should I say they were removed? Or for her, it was something that had never happened.

But if it hasn't happened, why would I frown without any impression? Why would I still struggle with my thoughts? Although it just flashed, it was only a moment.

"Ling'er, have you remembered it? So many things have happened between us, the unforgettable, the hearts of the past, the oaths of the past, and everything in the past has been forgotten?!"

"No! You can't forget it! That is the most precious experience for us, an indelible memory. Even if you die, you cannot let the memory disappear. Without these memories, there will be no completeness between me and you!" Ling Fan almost roared out, he tried everything and struggled! He didn't want to be manipulated by fate, he didn't want to meet his beloved weapon, he didn't want to fall into the trap of fate, he wanted to save it, he wanted to save it, so he did everything to find Shen Ling'er's lost memory.

That is a memory of him and her. He must not let each other's "testimonies" disappear!

"Sorry, I have no impression of what you said." Shen Ling'er finally regained her indifference again. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!