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Chapter 1097: Memories of the Year (2)


Lan Yan looked at Chu Yao with blank eyes, hoping to hear the answer she wanted to hear.

"That is, I can heal your veins, and I can help you restore your cultivation to your peak."

This little injury, how could it be difficult to stop her.

Lan Yan's eyes widened when she heard her words, this is indeed good news, a great news for her.

But she also knows that it is impossible for people to save you for no reason, and she is a stranger.

"I won't stay here for long, I just hope that after you are cured, you can agree that I can go to your clan to pick herbs in the demon clan in the future."

It is said that the medicinal herbs in the Blue Branchflower clan are rare in the world, because outsiders are not allowed to enter the clan, even if she is a married girl, she can only go back alone, and she cannot bring the family man.

I don't know if this year's patriarch of the Blue Branch Flower Clan was hurt by the patriarchs of other demon clans, and he was hurt too deeply, so he gave this order.

"Well, you know, I can't call the shots."

Yes, she is not the patriarch of the Blue Branch Flower Clan now, how can she be the master.

"It's okay, you just have to say yes."

It seemed that he knew that she would be able to get in, but he just asked her for a promise.

"Okay, I'll give you this privilege."

Chu Yao smiled, took out the golden needle that she had prepared on the side, and began to treat Lan Yan.

The rest of the matter, Chu Yao didn't say it again, and she didn't recall it again, because it was similar to the dog blood TV series above, and it was the same as this time, she returned to the clan and took revenge.

She picked the herbs she wanted to pick, and saw a large sea of beautiful blue flowers at night.

Her memories are over.

Nangong Yanran blinked her eyes and listened to everything Chu Yao said.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he had to say that Chu Yao and the Blue Branch Flower Clan were really related.

"It seems that you and Lanzhihua really have a fate."

Nangong Yanran sighed, and then seemed to think of something, and asked directly: "By the way, you've always talked about the year, when was this year."

This time, Chu Yao blinked her eyes, she thought that if she said it, the little white rabbit would definitely say that she was a thousand-year-old ghost.

"Are you sure you want me to say it."

She really didn't want to hit her, so she asked her again.

But it seems that because of her question, it has the opposite effect and makes her curiosity even stronger.

"Sure, let's get to know what time it is."

How does she feel, her little white rabbit is developing more and more towards Ning Baobao's character.

This is not good, not ten.

Chu Yao pretended to sigh, and then said helplessly and leisurely: "A thousand years ago."

She wasn't sure it was a thousand years ago, the only thing she knew for sure was that it was a thousand years ago.

"When do you say it?"

Hearing this number, Nangong Yanran swallowed the saliva in her throat.

Thousands of years ago, she didn't know who she was.

"You heard it right."

It did happen thousands of years ago.

A few Shikigami didn't care, they already knew that their master was an ordinary person.

And her memories before and after reincarnation are almost recovered.

It's not impossible to remember what happened thousands of years ago.

Why all the fuss.

"Hey, it's time for us to find a place to stay."

That's right, before they came, they gave away the house they had built before, and they still haven't found a place to stay

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