amaotonovel Chapter 314 Memory Restored
Chapter 314 Memory Restored
[Yes, that’s him]
[He is very cute and very nice to us]
【He listens to whatever you say】
[We'll take you to him, you can do whatever you want to him]
Their voices kept ringing in Yan Ping's ears, carrying a strong temptation.
That kind of temptation stirred up many violent thoughts in Yan Ping's heart. With a hint of interest in his eyes, he asked, "Anything is fine?"
At this time, the spiritual consciousness under his control had completely surrounded Jianshan, and at the same time it was pressing forward step by step, spreading upwards inch by inch, completely expelling those evil thoughts.
They are originally one, and when Yan Ping really wants to do something, those evil thoughts cannot resist at all, and the evil thoughts gathered together are gradually being dissipated.
At the same time, the body formed by Yan Ping's consciousness was also fading little by little. When his body completely dissipated, that would be the time when this body would die completely.
Those evil thoughts finally became a little panicked.
[Stop it first, you are committing suicide now, do you know? ]
【We can take you to find Wen Ye】
[Don’t you want to see him?]
The process of consciousness disappearing is not comfortable, just like a slow knife cutting your flesh.
Yan Ping continued to erase without blinking, he did not allow anything to affect him.
These things might indeed belong to him, but he doesn't want them.
A chill flashed across Yan Ping's eyes.
"A body only needs one owner."
So these things have to die.
You are crazy
We are one
[If we die, you must die too]
[Think about your sister, she is still waiting for you]
[Don’t you want to save Yuanzhou?]
A ripple passed through Yan Ping's heart, but he quickly suppressed it and his face became even colder.
He would not allow anything to affect him, not even death.
Wen Ye, sister, Yuan Zhou, he will take care of everything after he gets out.
The spiritual consciousness that was trying to destroy those evil thoughts suddenly accelerated, and his figure disappeared faster and faster.
[He is crazy, he has no memory, it is purely the instinct of the body]
[Without his memory, he has no responsibilities anymore, and we can’t influence him]
[What should I do? I really want him to kill himself]
[Give him back his memory]
[Return it to him]
Those evil thoughts were his other side, and they were well aware of Yan Ping's persistence.
The memories that were taken away with great difficulty were all sent back together.
Yan Ping knew exactly what they were thinking, but the pace of their eradication never slowed down, and even accelerated.
If his memories could affect him, then he could do without them.
And it was at this moment.
The suppressed memories were suddenly released, and things that I originally remembered nothing about suddenly emerged from my consciousness.
Sister, Yuanzhou, Wenye...
There was a moment of daze in Yan Ping's eyes.
In just a moment, he stopped trying to erase those evil thoughts.
The memory was restored, consciousness returned completely, and even the feeling of pain returned.
From the extreme pain and weakness in the body to the sea of consciousness being used as a battlefield.
Yan Ping recalled the palpitating feeling he had when he saw Wen Ye die in front of him.
Although he was in pain all over his body, he unconsciously raised his hand to his chest, which seemed to be in great pain.
[Finally stopped]
[I almost killed myself]
[Don't be in a daze, get out quickly and kill Him, He is not dead yet]
The evil thoughts that survived began to spread again, and the tone was completely different from before.
Yan Ping recalled his thoughts before he had no memory. His fingers clenched together instantly, and his voice sounded like a bottomless cold abyss.
"Why didn't you just die?"
[As long as you can let go of your sister]
Yan Ping took a deep breath, expelled all these evil thoughts together, and buried them in the abyss under the crack.
A new useless seal was set.
"You stay in there and make me lose my memory again."
Yan Ping said this and looked at them coldly.
"Let's all finish the game together."
The suppressed evil thoughts were as quiet as a chicken.
Yan Ping let out a breath, not caring about the mess in his sea of consciousness, and retreated from it.
There is no one in the tiankeng now.
When Yan Ping regained consciousness, he discovered that there was a lot of blood on his chest.
He raised his hand and wiped his lower lip, his hand was covered in blood.
There was also pain and a feeling of extreme weakness in the body, as if everything in the body had been squandered.
The originally solid formation on the ground had now been completely destroyed.
Yan Ping tried to take a step and staggered.
The hair behind her was swung in front of her, all white, like satin, but without any luster.
Previously, in order to gain spiritual power, he instinctively burned the essence and blood in his body without regard for the consequences.
Yan Ping exhaled again, a hint of anxiety flashing across his eyes.
If they hadn't done anything wrong, simply losing consciousness wouldn't have caused him to become like this.
He raised his hand and threw his hair behind him, and his peripheral vision caught sight of his wrist.
There were now several deep bruises on the pale wrist, dark purple in color. If it weren't for the feeling in the wrist, it would have looked like it was necrotic.
If Wen Ye saw this, he would probably chase him and massage the bruises away.
Thinking of Wen Ye, Yan Pingyuan's anxiety and depression eased a little, and he even had time to think about what Wen Ye was doing now.
He may be familiarizing himself with the geomantic formation he had learned before, or he may be practicing.
When Yan Ping thought of this, the corners of his lips curled up, but there was no smile.
If he returns and finds that Wen Ye is practicing without knowing the priorities, he will beat him up first.
There was still a strong smell of blood at the tip of his nose, and Yan Ping could feel the cold touch on his chest. He raised his hand and used a stream of spiritual power to clean it from head to toe.
He looked up at the moon in the sky.
It will be over in half an hour.
Logically, this was the time when he was most affected, but maybe it was because of his previous memory loss, he seemed numb to the many pains in his body.
But his consciousness was still clear.
Yan Ping didn't want to waste time. Now he just wanted to eradicate Him completely.
But everything in his body was almost exhausted, and he needed to find something to replenish it.
He glanced towards the place where they had been when he heard the news. Everyone was gone. It seemed that they had run away. They were quite smart.
If those evil thoughts don't restore his memory, they will be the first to die when he gets out.
But it’s a pity for him now. Two Huadan realm masters and one Shidan realm master, although they can’t supplement him much, it’s better than nothing.
He has difficulty moving now.
Yan Ping's gaze moved to the dark blue secret prison that was still shrouded, and then looked at the dark blue pool.
Most of the liquid inside has been used up, and only a little liquid is left at the bottom of the pool.
Yan Ping staggered to the edge of the pool, raised his hand and inhaled, and a thick blue spiritual mist floated up and all fell into his body.
The injuries and pains in many parts of the body are being soothed.
Yan Ping closed his eyes.