Chapter 391 Lost and found

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Seeing Baguio wake up, with a slight doubt on her delicate and fair face, Wang Xiaoming smiled slightly, and a crisp doll voice sounded: "This is Ghost King Zong."

Baguio was startled, moved her body, felt a little stiff all over, and even felt a little cold in her body, but this feeling gradually disappeared.

Just now Wang Xiaoming used the Buddha Dharma to warm and nourish her body, so the blood in her body began to flow smoothly.

All functions of the body returned to normal.

At this moment, Baguio's face was flushed, she looked at Wang Xiaoming curiously, and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Bai Xianjun." Wang Xiaoming replied flatly.

"Bai Xianjun..." Bi Yao was a little confused, her exquisite face was slightly surprised, after all, she felt that the child in front of her looked very immature, but why was his hair all white?

"Okay, now that you've woken up, the mission of this fairy king is considered complete." Wang Xiaoming said lightly.

"Why do I feel like I've been asleep for a long time?" Baguio couldn't help muttering after hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, and then asked, "Why am I like this, what happened?"

"Eh???" Wang Xiaoming also froze for a moment, and frowned. Although Baguio came back to life, she seemed to have lost some memories.

"You can't remember anything?" Wang Xiaoming asked subconsciously.

Baguio looked at Wang Xiaoming in confusion, and nodded slightly.

Wang Xiaoming patted his forehead helplessly, such a plot is really clichéd.

"System, is this the aftereffect of resurrection?" Wang Xiaoming asked the system with a thought.

【Ding!This is just a short-term amnesia, please don't panic the host! 】

"I'm panicking, it's not my sweetheart, I just asked." Wang Xiaoming shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said nonchalantly.

Now that the resurrected person has been resurrected, the task is considered complete. As for whether he has a complete memory, it is not something he should worry about.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and said: "You feel it well, don't use your inner breath, your body is still very weak now, what do you want to ask, ask Zhang Xiaofan or the ghost king."

Baguio listened to Wang Xiaoming's words, although she didn't understand what he meant, she still nodded subconsciously. She wanted to ask something else, but Wang Xiaoming had already turned and walked out.

Opening the door of the secret room, Gui Li had been waiting there, when he saw Wang Xiaoming coming out, he hurriedly pulled him back, and asked anxiously: "What's the matter, Xianjun?"

Wang Xiaoming looked at him helplessly and sighed.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's expression, Gui Li suddenly shrank his pupils, feeling a bad premonition.

Had he failed too?
Is there really no other way?
Wang Xiaoming glanced lightly at the disappointed Gui Li, and said flatly: "The resurrection was successful, but some memories were lost."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Gui Li's depressed mood instantly turned exciting, his eyes lit up, and he said slightly: "Have you lost your memory?"

"Go in and have a look!" Wang Xiaoming said.

Gui Li immediately saluted Wang Xiaoming respectfully, then rushed in quickly with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Gui Li was excited like a child, he couldn't help showing an auntie smile, then turned and left.

Walking to a courtyard, Wang Xiaoming saw the Ghost King, Mr. Ghost, and Qinglong.

They were talking about something, but when they saw Wang Xiaoming coming, they suddenly fell silent.

Wang Xiaoming also looked at the three of them, without any expression on his face, and said lightly: "Go ahead and pretend that I don't exist."

Hearing this, the ghost king smiled gently, and said, "What is the matter with Xianjun, you are a distinguished guest in my ghost king's sect, and it is really rude for me to treat you as air."

Wang Xiaoming didn't answer, but looked at him with interest.

Being stared at by Wang Xiaoming like this, the ghost king felt terrified. The expression of this little guy seemed to write a sentence, as long as you know it.

Seeing the atmosphere, Mr. Gui was a little embarrassed, and quickly said, "Your Excellency, how is the resurrection of the young master?"

"Oh, Miss Bi Yao has woken up, Gui Li is there." Wang Xiaoming replied flatly.

When You Ji, who just came over, heard this, her beautiful eyes widened, her beautiful face covered by the veil was full of disbelief, she hurried towards the secret room.

The faces of Ghost King, Mr. Ghost, and Qinglong changed slightly.

Glancing at Mr. Ghost beside him, the Ghost King looked at Wang Xiaoming again, and asked in disbelief, "Biyao has woken up?"

"You'll know after you've seen it." Wang Xiaoming waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more.

Qinglong understood immediately, turned around and walked towards the secret room.

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, the ghost king immediately smiled, and was still extremely happy in his heart, but he didn't express it strongly. He bowed slightly to Wang Xiaoming, and said: "The fairy king is really good at tricks and has great magical powers. Wan really admires it!"

Apparently, the King of Ghosts has fully believed that Baguio has woken up, even though he didn't look.

"You're welcome!" Wang Xiaoming waved his hand at the ghost king and said.

"The Immortal Lord is so kind, my Ghost King Sect will regard you as the most honored guest in the future, no... a benefactor." Ghost King was a little excited when he spoke at the moment, but as a leader, he still needs a bit of aura. He said: "Ghost King Zong can be sent by you in the future."

"There's no need for dispatch. I don't like you ghost Wangzong people. Besides, I don't belong to this world." Wang Xiaoming said flatly.

Hearing what Wang Xiaoming said, the ghost king looked a little weird. He looked at Mr. Ghost beside him, not knowing why.

Mr. Ghost also looked surprised.

"What does Xianjun mean?" Ghost King felt that his head was not enough at the moment.

He does not belong to this world, what do you mean?
And what did he mean by saying this?

"What I mean is, I don't belong to this world, so you can just treat me as a passer-by. Moreover, I did this only for the sake of Mr. Blood." Wang Xiaoming said lightly.

Although the Ghost King hadn't recovered yet, he still nodded subconsciously, pretending that he understood what Wang Xiaoming meant, but in fact he was confused at the moment, like a monk who was a little over two feet old, with a sense of sight that couldn't figure it out.

"Okay, that's all for now, I'm leaving." Wang Xiaoming said and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Xianjun!" The ghost king hurriedly called Wang Xiaoming to stop.

"What else is there?" Wang Xiaoming paused, looked sideways at the ghost king, and asked in a cold tone.

"I don't know what Xianjun's plan is next?" Ghost King asked.

"That's not what you should ask." Wang Xiaoming said bluntly.

Mr. Ghost frowned, because Wang Xiaoming was so rude.

After all, the ghost king is the suzerain of the ghost king sect. This kid rescued the young master by using his supernatural powers.

"Hehe..." The ghost king smiled, but did not get angry, and then continued: "You resurrected Baguio, you are Wan's benefactor, and you are also Baguio's reborn parents. I don't know if you can stay and let my father and daughter take care of themselves." Thank you very much?"

"You don't need to be thankful. I'm very busy. You just need to protect Baguio well and don't put her in danger again. Don't disappoint everything I have done. That is the best reward." Wang Xiaoming said: "That's it !"

Before the Ghost King could speak, Wang Xiaoming flew up, seemed to think of something, and said suddenly: "Tell that idiot Ghost Li, if you don't cherish the loss and regain it, if you lose it again, it will be lost forever, no one can help you."

(End of this chapter)

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