Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Dizang looked at Song Ci with a clear look, "Are you going to save him?"

Song Ci came back to his senses, he nodded, "Yeah."

Ksitigarbha said unhurriedly, "What if there is no return?"

Song Ci looked at him intently, "Then there will be no return."

The corner of Dizang's mouth curled up, and he continued, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Song Ci lowered his long eyelashes, casting a shadow in front of his eyes, he said: "I'm afraid, I'm very afraid, but I have to go if I'm afraid."

Dizang: "Why?"

Song Ci: "Save people."

Ksitigarbha: "Perhaps he is dead."

Song Ci raised his head abruptly, his eyes were blood-colored again, he stared fiercely at Jizo, and said hoarsely after a while: "Then I will collect his body."

Dizang blinked lightly, "He tried his best to save you, but you didn't want this life."

Song Ci remained silent, only looking at him stubbornly.

Dizang seemed to sigh, he lifted the hem of his clothes, and slowly got up, "Follow me."

Song Ci followed immediately.

Dizang led him to the backyard, where there was a well, and there was no water in the well, only black mist.

With a wave of Jizo's hand, the invisible barrier on the mouth of the well was untied, and the originally calm black mist seemed to have life. It let out a roar and came out from the bottom of the well. Back in the well again.

He turned his head, "Go."

Song Ci strode forward without any hesitation, just about to jump.

"and many more."

Dizang suddenly stopped him.

Song Ci turned his head, suppressed his impatience, and asked, "What else is there?"

Dizang suddenly shook his head, he knew that he couldn't persuade him.He turned around and left quietly.

Song Ci turned his head and stepped on the mouth of the well. At this moment, a strong breath suddenly came from the well.

Dizang paused and turned around in surprise.

With a sound of "Boom--", a white light flashed at the mouth of the well, and at the same time, a figure flew out.

Song Ci was stunned.

Just as Zhong Jiuli stood still, he was also taken aback when he saw Song Ci.

Dizang looked at the two people who were staring at each other in a daze, and smiled slightly.

After a while, Zhong Jiuli was overwhelmed first. He looked at Song Ci's feet on the mouth of the well, his gaze sank, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Do you want to die?"

Song Ci's suppressed emotions finally exploded at this moment, he rushed forward angrily, and punched Zhong Jiuli viciously.

"Why do you! What the hell are you? If you want to save me, I will let you save me? If you want to die for me, you will die? Fuck you! Zhong Jiuli, you are a bastard! You bastard!"

Zhong Jiuli pinched his face, his eyes were dark, and there were hidden emotions that even he himself couldn't explain clearly. There was no expression on his face, but it was different from the usual indifference, and now he was a little more crazy.

"If I want you to live, you must live. If you are stupid enough to die in vain, it would be better for me to understand you with my own hands."

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat, he raised his hand and slapped Zhong Jiuli hard.

"I will give you this sentence intact!"

Zhong Jiuli kept his face crooked and said nothing. He looked at Song Ci greedily, feeling a little scared in his heart. If he really died, he would never see Song Ci again.

The next second, Song Ci tore off his tattered shirt, staring closely at the scar on his chest, he stretched out his hand to touch the scar cautiously, and tears fell down.He couldn't help clenching his fists, and murmured: "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"

Zhong Jiuli was taken aback, "You—remember?"

It took Song Ci a long time to come back to his senses. He nodded and said, "En."

Zhong Jiuli's face suddenly became a little weird, but Song Ci, who was immersed in hatred, didn't notice it. He murmured: "I must kill him!"

Zhong Jiuli's expression became even more strange, and he asked, "Who are you going to kill?"

A trace of confusion flashed across Song Ci's eyes, and he said, "Of course it's Xu, if it wasn't for him to attach to me, how could I have hurt you."

Zhong Jiuli's pupils shrank slightly, but within a second, he adjusted his mood again and said to Song Ci, "What's the matter with the yin energy on your body?"

Only then did Song Ci come to his senses. He shook his head, also puzzled. When he just came back to his senses, he seemed to be different from himself. His mind was blank, and he only knew to find Zhong Jiuli.

Zhong Jiuli frowned.

"You devoured the Yin Qi in the wind cave."

Jizo's voice suddenly sounded.

The two looked at the same time, but Dizang fixedly looked at Zhong Jiuli.

Zhong Jiuli nodded, "Yes."

At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he remembered the book left by his grandfather, which mentioned the method of swallowing Yin Qi.He didn't want to die, so he tried, but he didn't expect to succeed.

Song Ci was taken aback. Zhong Jiuli had always practiced the purest yang technique. If he swallowed yin qi recklessly, it would definitely cause a great rejection reaction in his body.He suddenly fell into deep self-blame. If it wasn't for his rash action, Zhong Jiuli would not have been in trouble, let alone be forced to swallow Yin Qi, causing the Yin and Yang Qi in his body to clash.

Zhong Jiuli saw his self-blame, and comforted him, "I'm fine."

Dizang suddenly saw the hilt of the sword behind him, his gaze fixed, and he asked, "Where did you find the sword behind you?"

Zhong Jiuli drew out the sword. After the sword saw the light of day again, it showed the style of its peerless sword. The sword body was shining brightly, and even in the dark it could emit a cold light like frost, showing its sharpness.

He asked, "Do you know this sword?"

Dizang stared at the sword in silence for a long time, and the sword seemed to sense something, and the sword trembled and let out a long cry.

He raised his head, no smile on his face, "I don't know."

Zhong Jiuli had no intention of delving into it. He put away his sword and prepared to bid farewell to Ksitigarbha.At this moment, a ghost rushed in and said to Dizang: "My lord is not good, that Suzaku is going to set fire to the Palace of the King of Hades, go and have a look."

Zhong Jiuli paused in his steps, Suzaku?

Dizang glanced at Zhong Jiuli, "It's not too late to go and have a look."

Zhong Jiuli nodded, "OK."

Ksitigarbha was not in a hurry, Zhong Jiuli and Song Ci were not in a hurry, only the errand was jumping up and down in a hurry, for fear that Suzaku would really burn the Palace of Hades, but he didn't dare to urge Ksitigarbha, I had no choice but to worry secretly.

A group of people arrived at the Palace of the King of Hell in such a slow manner.