When I came back the second time, most of the injuries on my body were healed, and the energy aura that lingers around me was very similar to the starlight that had penetrated into Di Mingjue's body today.

The third and last time I came back, the entire polar domain exploded.

Po Jun had no time to see anything clearly before he was blown away, but he still had a vague impression of the terrifying power remaining in his body that seemed to wipe out his soul. He even trembled and shivered whenever he thought of it.

And today, he felt this power again.

So, whether it was seven years ago or today.

Someone is erasing the memories in Di Mingjue's mind again and again.

Use the curse of killing the god.

There is also the strange strange runes engraved on Di Mingjue's forehead.

The erased memory was just that perfect, only erasing his memory after knowing Mu Yan.

The more Po Jun thought about it, the more frightened he became. The palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword was unconsciously oozing out sweat.

He couldn't figure out who would put such a strange [curse] on the Lord.

Who else has the ability to put [curse] on your body?

The truth of the facts may be even more cruel and terrifying than he thought.

"Xiaojiu, please take a look for me!"

Han Chujiu grabbed Di Mingjue's hand and explored it, curled his lips and threw it away, "Okay, there is no danger of life, and his cultivation has improved. Tsk tsk, it's really a disaster that has been gone for thousands of years!"

"Where is the memory of the Lord?"

Han Chujiu rolled his eyes, "It would be nice to be alive, wouldn't you just lose some memories? What's the big deal?"

Di Mingjue's expression was very calm.

He slowly stood up from the hospital bed, and the dust on his clothes fell down, but the red blood stained on the white cloth was particularly conspicuous.

But he didn't even look at it, but just looked at Han Ye and the others indifferently.

"You will tell me all the things that have happened in the past few years after losing my memory, and there must be no omission."

Han Ye and the others were shaking all over and quickly fell down.

Even Mr. Chang's breathing became a little more rapid.

This is the Emperor of the Extreme Realm they are familiar with.

But it's so strange.

Because, two years ago, Di Mingjue, who had not known Jun Muyan, was like this.

The supreme king who rules the world is arrogant, cold, alienated, high above.

But there are almost no emotions and six desires, and no fireworks.

And at this moment, because of the loss of memory, such a lord is back.

The star wolf once admired the most was such a lord.

But at this moment, looking at Di Mingjue's eyes without any warmth, waves of soreness and pain in his heart.

He doesn't like such a lord.

Even if it is powerful, even if it is noble, even if it is supreme, it is so lonely.

Xinglang suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Your Majesty, let me tell you. About you and Miss Jun."

This story took more than an hour.

During this period, Di Mingjue kept listening quietly, with a cold expression and no slight tide in his eyes.

It's like Xinglang is talking about something that has nothing to do with him.

Yu Yanran, who was standing at the door, held her hands tightly, and her body could hardly suppress her trembling.

God is really helping her.

She was also afraid that Di Mingjue would wake up and find out the difference between her and Jun Muyan, and then expose her.

But unexpectedly, Di Mingjue lost his memory.

...

Xinglang kowtowed to Di Mingjue, his voice hoarse, "Your Majesty, I'm done."

Di Mingjue's cold eyes swept across the five of them and said carelessly: "What do you mean is that I have a beloved woman who has decided to make her the future hostess of Jiyu?"
Chapter completed!