Hearing Feng Mingye say that she was very sacred, Yun Yaoling couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
How could she be so sacred?
It was her young master who no one dared to blaspheme.
It's just that she had seen the self that Feng Mingye mentioned in the realm of consciousness.
The man in red clothes and umbrella has no emotion in his eyes and looks very indifferent.
But she always felt that she wasn't real, that she shouldn't be so indifferent, that she wasn't who Xiaofu said she was.
Forget it, her memory will recover.
"Ming Ye, look at this, look at the last page."
As if thinking of something, Yun Yaoling pushed Feng Mingye away.
In the darkness, the picture album that the little floating girl had given her appeared in her palm.
She had always kept this picture album in Linglongzi.
If her young master was the son of darkness, then darkness would be like daylight to him, and he could see clearly the contents of this picture album.
Because she was sure that this picture album was not written by her, she wondered if the last paragraph of text would seem familiar to Feng Mingye.
Now she had nothing else to think about.
If she had made an agreement with Feng Mingye, then these words should have been left by Feng Mingye in her previous life.
After hearing this, Feng Mingye took the strange picture album in Yun Yaoling's hand, slowly opened it, and his eyes fell on the words on the last page of the album.
"When the Nightmare Flower blooms again, I'll wait for your return."
Looking at the handwriting on it, Feng Mingye clearly didn't remember it, but it was extremely familiar.
A strange but familiar scene even appeared in his mind.
The once prosperous sea of red flowers turned into black magic flowers overnight, then began to wither, turning into a desolate land in the blink of an eye.
One by one, the clear and cool sounds with a hint of joy appeared in Feng Mingye's mind again.
"You're here, what do you think of this place?"
"Have you seen Aling?
With them, Aling can transform."
"Can you draw?
Why don't you draw them all?
Once they have spiritual consciousness, they will know what they look like." "" "Sorry, Aling is gone.
I have to find him.
I can't come here in the future."
There is no need to guess that the owner of this voice is the Ah Yao he saw in his consciousness.
At this moment, Feng Mingye felt a strong feeling of jealousy in his heart.
He was jealous of the person named Ah Ling.
Who is Ah Ling that makes Ah Yao so concerned.
Even every sentence in that voice is inseparable from Aling.
"Ming Ye" Yun Ragging couldn't see Feng Mingye's expression clearly in the darkness, but he had an intuition that Feng Mingye was in a bad mood now.
Could it be that he remembered something?
She called him, but got no response.
Seeing this, Yun Yaoling could only touch Feng Mingye's arm in the dark, but Feng Mingye still didn't react.
"Ming Ye, have you remembered something?"
Yun Yaoling continued to speak, with some doubts in her heart.
Could it be that she really thought of something bad?
"Ah Yao, who is Ah Ling?"
Feng Mingye came back to his senses instantly when he heard Yun Yaoling's voice.
He looked at Yun Yaoling's delicate face in the darkness and tried to calm down his mood.
When Yun Yaoling heard this, she was even more confused.
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She shook her head and said, "I have no impression."
She had no impression at all.
She didn't even feel the slightest emotion in her heart when she heard this, "But there is a problem."
But she really had no impression of this Aling.
Yun Yaoling thought hard, but couldn't think of anything.
"It's okay.
Since you have no impression, you don't have to think about it.
Ah Yao, let's prepare for the promotion first."
In the darkness, Feng Mingye saw all the expressions of Yun Yaoling, but seeing that she really couldn't remember it, he turned the picture album He returned the bell to Yun, touched her head, and showed a faint smile.
No matter who that Ah Ling is, he cannot take away his Ah Yao.
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