White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

As a result, before he could touch it, a hand stopped him.

A faint voice came from behind: "These are not edible yet."

While speaking, his fingers gently held the small ball together.

The voice that Lan Qiu was about to call out was caught in her throat by such a grip, like a cat whose neck was pinched, its head turned up and it froze there.

Lin Qing put him in the palm of his hand and let go, but he didn't see Xiao Feijiu relaxing. He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Lan Qiu came back to her senses, subconsciously raised her head to look at him, a picture flashed quickly in her mind, a feeling of familiarity and strangeness spread in her heart.

He subconsciously called out, "Chirp?"

When did they get along before this?

If once or twice is an illusion, but the countless times after three or four times are also illusions?

Lan Qiu's mind was blank, for a moment, he suddenly began to question himself, who is he?

It seems that from the very beginning, he didn't know his identity, where he came from, before and after.

"You can tell me what you want to eat. Your cultivation level is not high now, and you can't eat many things in the temple." Lin Qing said with downcast eyes.

Lan Qiu didn't notice Lin Qing's slightly stiff movements, and didn't even notice that Lin Qing could understand what he said, and now she was simply changing the subject.

After he came to his senses, he couldn't think about asking further, because after he was brought back by Lin Qing, he couldn't see Lin Qing in a blink of an eye.

There was silence in the fairy palace, and there was no one, but Lin Qing's shadow appeared in the fairyland thousands of miles away.

"When will he remember?"

Startled, Bei Yu picked up the teacup tremblingly, calmed down and said: "After the phoenix is ​​reborn from the ashes, the memory will be retrieved in at most three years. This is an indispensable part of inheritance."

Lin Qing said nothing.

Bei Yu poured a cup of tea and persuaded him: "Let it be, the Immortal Venerable doesn't need to think too much."

Lin Qing responded, but obviously didn't listen to the words.

Bei Yu sighed inwardly, but asked out loudly on his face: "How is the injury of the Immortal Venerable? Now you should stay in Kuiyu more, even if it is for him, you don't have to

Go back and forth day after day, you are enough for him now.

Kuiyu is a special realm of the fairy world, and the concentration of fairy spirit energy inside is almost the highest in the whole fairy world, which is very good for Lin Qing's current internal injury situation.

Lin Qing said calmly, "Not enough."

Mistakes made are never easily remedied, or in other words, irreparable.

Lin Qing put down the teacup, stood up and said, "When he remembers, I'll let him do what he wants."

Bei Yu was stunned for a moment, unable to say anything.

For a phoenix from the Li family, Lin Qing trespassed in the ghost world, seized the gods, and changed his fate against the sky. The backlash he suffered was not painful. In addition, he was always considered for him, and everything had to be arranged, and he had done enough too much.

It's just that in Lin Qing's eyes, this is just a drop in the bucket.

Three years, in the eyes of immortals, is but a snap of the fingers.

When the phoenix rises to nirvana, the inheritance and memory will return together, and all the things in the previous life will be remembered.

When Lan Qiu remembered the memory, there were only these concepts in her mind.

He does not belong to the Nirvana like an ordinary phoenix, compared to this, he is closer to resurrection.

Did not die, nor come back.

Pretty much the same as losing the memory of a short period of time.

Uncomfortable feelings also hit.

In the Immortal Palace surrounded by fairy air, only a little sunlight shone in, the fairy plants by the window stretched slightly, and there was a light-colored sunlight on the green leaves.

On the other side of the bed, ink like a waterfall spreads on the bed, the white robe is folded and folded, the simple and elegant color is light and pleasant, two shadows overlap, the plain white clothes are mixed together, it is hard to tell whose it belongs to.

The young man with picturesque eyebrows leaned against the bed, his dark eyes showed no emotion, his beautiful lips were slightly pursed, and his brows were slightly wrinkled as if he had been wronged.

There was only one palm between Lin Qing and him. Seen from the outside, he was almost holding him in his arms, as if he was about to lower himself and approach him.

But in fact, he didn't want to hold the person down at all, even seeing the other party's complete rejection, he hesitated whether to leave first.

Lan Qiu's memory just came back, and when he saw Lin Qing in front of him, his mind was so confused that he couldn't turn around, even mixed with a little subconscious mind of fear, memories of three generations, mixed fear made him dare not act rashly, and he also didn't want to act rashly. Lin Qing acted rashly.

At least he needs to be reconciled.

Lan Qiu didn't speak, Lin Qing could only take the initiative to speak in a low voice: "Sorry, I scared you."

He stepped back a little stiffly, lowering his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and wanted to leave directly, but he didn't expect his sleeves to be pinched suddenly.

Lin Qing paused, her pupils shrank imperceptibly, and she looked up.

Lan Qiu was looking at him, her face was still pale, her dark eyes were as beautiful as glass, obviously she was still a little scared.

This realization made Lin Qing's whole body stiff, and many words stuck in her throat, but because she had always been reticent, she couldn't say a word.

This made his whole face a little bit colder, his handsome and deep eyebrows seemed to be covered with frost, and his whole body became more and more like a mountain of ice and snow, making it difficult to get close