Chapter 2792: Do You Still Remember Him?

The colorful halo surged out, gently wrapped Fan Qinghui's soul, and the transcendent and perfect power of salvation emanated from the void, instantly illuminating the entire soul space!

Outside, before breaking through the tower, Ye Wuque's eyes opened again, and the colorful light source in his mind jumped. He raised his right hand and pointed at the center of Fan Qinghui's eyebrows!

"Soul and body are one! Wake up!"

A low shout accompanied by the power of the soul seemed to come from the sky, spreading to the depths of Fan Qinghui's soul, with endless echoes!

Swish!

The next moment, Fan Qinghui, who had been calm and sleeping quietly, suddenly opened her eyes, and that calm pretty face was instantly replaced by a look of seeing death as home!

She suddenly sat up from the top of the bed and let out an unyielding roar!

"I will never surrender even if I die!!"

At the same time, the fluctuations of the initial stage of the godhood suddenly exploded from Fan Qinghui's body, and she trembled violently. As she trembled, the entire Fenglingxuan began to shake, as if it would collapse at any time!

Wu Wentian, who had been silently guarding beside him, was surprised when he saw this sudden scene!

He immediately stepped forward and said in surprise: "Junior Sister Fan! Wake up, you're fine! I'm Senior Brother Wu! Master Fan..."

But before Wu Wentian finished speaking, he felt a pressure coming towards him, and he was directly blown away!

But at this moment, a white and slender palm suddenly gently placed on Fan Qinghui's right shoulder.

Fan Qinghui's violently trembling body immediately froze, and the majestic initial fluctuations of the divine position immediately seemed to be imprisoned, and the violently shaking Feng Lingxuan also instantly returned to calm.

On the other side, Wu Wentian, who was blown away, stood up helplessly and rushed towards Fan Qinghui again.

"Junior Sister Fan! Wake up! You're fine now! Wake up!"

Wu Wentian slapped Fan Qinghui's cheeks with both hands, and spoke loudly, bringing the power of the soul to wake Fan Qinghui up completely.

At this moment, Fan Qinghui was in a state of confusion, and her memory was still stuck in the moment when she was enslaved!

That moment was naturally full of despair and madness!

Under Wu Wentian's slap and shout, Fan Qinghui's pair of fierce and desperate eyes suddenly froze, then turned into confusion, and finally slowly regained clarity.

"Wu... Senior Brother? You, you... Why are you here? Where am I? I'm not... Ah!! My head hurts so much!!"

Fan Qinghui seemed to recognize Wu Wentian, but her pretty face twisted immediately, her hands held her head, her whole body began to tremble violently again, and she even let out a painful roar!

"Junior Brother Ye?"

Seeing this, Wu Wentian immediately looked at Ye Wuque anxiously, thinking that some sequelae had broken out.

"Senior Sister Fan is fine, her memory has been broken, and now her soul has recovered freedom. The lost memories during this period will return. Of course, her original self is just a spectator, just like a dream."

"It should be fine soon."

Ye Wuque had already retracted his hand and spoke lightly at this moment.

Hearing this, Wu Wentian nodded in relief.

Finally, half a quarter of an hour later!

"Ah!!!"

Fan Qinghui suddenly raised her head and let out a loud shout, and then her whole body seemed to be like a spring that had been stretched and loosened, and she collapsed, panting, her pretty face was pale, her whole body was wet with cold sweat, and she was about to fall.

Wu Wentian hurriedly supported Fan Qinghui.

After more than ten minutes, Fan Qinghui calmed down, but her pretty face was still pale, and the broken memory returned as if it was crammed, simple and rough, naturally very uncomfortable.

"Brother Wu, I'm fine now..."

Fan Qinghui spoke a little weakly, but at this moment, Fan Qinghui's generous and gentle temperament, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, was revealed. She was completely different from the one who appeared at the coronation ceremony, which surprised Ye Wuque.

"Sister Fan, you should be fine now. The injuries in your body only need to rest for a period of time to recover completely."

Ye Wuque also walked in front of Fan Qinghui at this moment and spoke softly.

After hearing Ye Wuque's voice, Fan Qinghui's pretty face suddenly froze, and then she struggled to stand up, clasped her fists and bowed deeply to Ye Wuque!

"Thank you, Lord Saint, for saving my life!!"

After the restoration of the broken memory, Fan Qinghui already knew everything that happened after she became a soul slave, especially the incident of returning to Beidou Daoji Sect a few days ago to disrupt the coronation ceremony, and naturally she also knew Ye Wuque's identity.

"Also, I actually did such a thing a few days ago, and Lord Saint saved me without any grudges, which really made me feel ashamed!"

There was a deep sense of self-blame in Fan Qinghui's tone!

"Sister Fan, it's serious. You and I are brothers and sisters from the same sect. It's our duty to lend a helping hand. As for the things in the coronation ceremony, it can't be counted on you. You have become a soul slave and have no will. It's hard for you to suffer these years."

"But fortunately, everything is over. Sister Fan, you can call me your junior brother. It's too formal to call me Lord Saint."

Ye Wuque spoke softly and helped Fan Qinghui up.

When Fan Qinghui heard Ye Wuque's words, she would think of her experiences over the years, and endless fear surged in her heart, but she still shook her head firmly and said: "Lord Saint is Lord Saint, and this must be followed due to his status and position."

This made Ye Wuque a little helpless, but he also learned about Fan Qinghui's character. He was really soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Once something was determined, it could not be changed easily.

"It's okay, Junior Sister Fan. Just as Junior Brother Ye said, everything has passed."

Wu Wentian also spoke with emotion, his heart that had been hanging around finally letting go.

"Senior Sister Fan, can you tell me how you became a soul slave? Especially the person who enslaved you, do you still remember him?"

Ye Wuque spoke again and asked what he had always wanted to know.

Only Fan Qinghui can answer these things.

Wu Wentian on the side was also extremely curious, and also said: "Yes, Junior Sister Fan, when you and I parted ways, I went to the Starfield Battlefield, and you said you wanted to travel around the world, but how come you haven't heard from me for more than ten years? ? If your life card hadn’t been intact, everyone would have really thought something had happened to you!”

After hearing the inquiries from Ye Wuque and Wu Wentian one after another, Fan Qinghui's expression suddenly became complicated, and a hint of distant reminiscence emerged in her beautiful eyes.