Chapter 1007
Chapter 1007
The woman grabbed the man's arm, she looked at the man in front of her, and finally a smile appeared on her face!
The man looked at the person in front of him calmly, then his gaze fell on his arm. Feeling the warmth of the palm of the person's hand, he just remained silent and didn't say anything.
"You, know of my existence?"
"Yes... I've always wanted to see you. You were my former husband, and we were husband and wife. You once said that you would be with me forever, never parting."
There was a hint of light in Xie Wuyou's eyes. His bright pupils did not look like those of a dying person. At this moment, there was only joy. Such eyes were extremely beautiful. If it were in the past, he would definitely not be willing to ignore them.
But unfortunately, he is no longer the Yu Lingrong he used to be.
He is now the way of heaven.
The reason why he appeared here was simply because he felt something strange, so he came to check it out.
But he never expected that the person in front of him recognized him as soon as he arrived.
"That's all in the past."
Tiandao withdrew his hand and took a step back, his cold and hard face showing his ruthlessness.
"Since there is nothing else to do, I will leave."
"No...wait!" Xie Wuyou hurriedly tried to stop him, reaching out again and grabbing the corner of the man's clothes. There was hope and expectation in her eyes: "You became the Heavenly Dao for me. You don't remember any of this...right? I want you to understand what happened in the past. Can you give me a chance?"
"The past is not within my reach. Why... do you cling to it?"
The man remained calm, and his indifferent look made Xie Wuyou dare not say anything!
"Wait! Since you're already here, why leave so soon? Master Tiandao, I have something here. If you've truly let go of the past, why don't you let me try it?"
The Demon Ancestor and Ye Ling emerged from a corner.
The people have arrived.
Ye Ling rushed forward and broke the spell immediately.
Otherwise, if Xie Wuyou is really hurt, it will be a waste of time and effort.
After listening to Xie Wuyou's words, Ye Ling understood a little bit. Yun Han was afraid that Ye Fei would fall in love with someone else, so he appeared.
So Ye Ling guessed that Yu Lingrong was afraid that Xie Wuyou would die, so she cast a spell on Xie Wuyou to force him.
I never thought that this would actually be possible.
Ye Ling and the Demon Ancestor had been waiting these days, not for nothing. As soon as they appeared, they took out a box.
Inside the box are the stored memories...
Also, Yu Lingrong's love.
With Yun Han's previous experience as a lesson, Yu Lingrong was afraid of being separated from her, so the moment she became Tiandao, she left behind her memories and feelings.
Let them help him recover his past memories.
This memory and love were handed over to Ye Ling.
As the former predecessor of Tiandao, Ye Ling is the most reliable.
When she took out the box, even Xie Wuyou was a little shocked.
This……
“There’s even this?”
Ye Ling chuckled: "This, I'm the only one who knows. After all, I'm afraid that if too many people know, it will cause trouble. Now that everyone is here, I took it out."
Xie Wuyou took a deep breath and without thinking too much, she quickly looked at the man in front of her who called himself the Way of Heaven.
"Would you... like to try it?"
The gaze of the Heavenly Dao was calm.
He didn't resist, but said frankly: "Even if I regain my memory and find love, you and I may not be able to continue our relationship."
"If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?" The Heavenly Demon Ancestor urged: "Hurry up, hurry up."
Ye Ling handed the box over.
Tiandao did not resist. He simply opened the box. The moment he opened the box, two rays of light flew into his body.
Light enters the body.
All memories emerge, the moment love appears, everything is clear at this moment.
Tiandao closed his eyes.
I felt that overwhelming emotion.
However, after feeling it, such emotions returned to calm in an instant!
When calm is restored, the memory also remains.
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