Coming back for the second time, most of the injuries on his body are healed, and the energy aura lingering around him is very similar to the starlight that entered Di Ming Jue's body today.
The third and last time I came back, the entire Jiyu exploded.
Before Po Jun could see anything clearly, he was already blown away, but he still had a vague impression of the terrifying power remaining in his body that seemed to wipe out his soul, and he even trembled every time he thought of it.
Today, he felt this power again.
So, whether it was seven years ago or today.
Someone is erasing the memories in Di Ming Jue's mind again and again.
Use the curse of killing gods.
And that weird rune pattern engraved on Di Ming Jue's forehead.
And the memory that was erased was so coincidental, it only erased the memory after he met Muyan.
The more Po Jun thought about it, the more frightened he became, the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword unconsciously seeped beads of sweat.
He couldn't figure out who would put such a weird [curse] on the king.
And who has the ability to put [curse] on the king
The truth of the facts may be crueler and more terrifying than he imagined.
"Xiao Jiu, hurry up and take a look for Your Majesty!"
Han Chujiu grabs Di Ming Jue's hand to test his consciousness, then throws his lips away, "Okay, nothing is life-threatening, and there is progress in cultivation. Tsk tsk, what a disaster for thousands of years!"
"What about your majesty's memory?"
Han Chujiu rolled his eyes, "It's good to be alive, why don't we just lose some memory? What's the big deal?"
Di Ming Jue's expression is very calm.
He slowly stood up from the hospital bed, the dust on his clothes fell, but the red blood stains on the white cloth were very conspicuous.
But he didn't even look at it, he just looked towards Han Ye and the others lightly.
"What happened in the past few years when I lost my memory, you can tell it all, without missing anything."
Han Ye and the others shuddered and quickly fell to their knees.
Even Chang Lao's breathing became slightly short of breath.
This is the Emperor of the Extreme Region they are familiar with.
But it is so strange.
Because, two years ago, Di Ming Jue, who didn't know Jun Muyan, was like this.
Aloof, cold, alienated, aloof, the supreme king who dominates the world.
But there are almost no emotions and desires, no fireworks.
But at this moment, because of the loss of memory, such a king has returned.
Star wolf admired this kind of king most in the past.
But at this moment, looking at Di Ming Jue's eyes without a trace of warmth, there are bursts of sourness and pain in his heart.
He doesn't like such a king.
Even if he is strong, noble, or supreme, he is so lonely.
Xinglang raised his head abruptly and said loudly, "Your Majesty, let me tell you about you and Miss Jun."
This narration lasted more than an hour.
During this period, Di Ming Jue has been listening quietly, with a cold look on his face, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
It was as if Star Wolf was talking about something completely unrelated to him.
And Yu Yanran, who was standing at the door, tightly clutched her hands, her body could hardly restrain her trembling.
It is true that God is helping her.
She is also afraid that when Di Ming Jue wakes up, he will find the difference between her and Jun Muyan, and expose her.
Unexpectedly, Di Ming Jue actually lost his memory.
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Xinglang kowtows to Di Ming Jue, his voice is hoarse, "Your Majesty, I'm done."
Di Ming Jue glanced over the five of them indifferently, and said casually: "You mean, I have a beloved woman, and I have decided to make her the future mistress of Ji Yu?"