Chapter 237 An Xiaoyu Recovers Her Memory

Under Jiang Feng's urging, the red ribbon continued to grow longer.

He recalled Yao Xue's appearance in his mind, and then a beautiful shadow in the void gradually became solid. This was Yao Xue's devoured soul!

Originally, Yao Xue's soul would dissipate directly, but it was forcefully restrained by Jiang Feng!

He is changing his destiny against heaven!

After Yao Xue's soul gradually solidified, she finally slowly opened her beautiful eyes, but she seemed to have no idea what the situation was now.

Like a little girl who doesn't know what to do.

The moment she saw Jiang Feng, she suddenly smiled happily.

"Uncle Jiang Feng!"

Jiang Feng seemed to hear Yao Xue calling him that, and then rushed towards him.

However, when approaching Jiang Feng, Yao Xue passed through Jiang Feng's body.

"Ah?"

Yao Xue turned around and looked at Jiang Feng blankly, her spiritual eyes filled with tears of grievance.

Now she should have recovered her memory about Jiang Feng...

Fortunately, what dominated Jiang Feng's consciousness at this time was still the memory before reincarnation.

"Xiaoxue, you are in a soul state now. Let's live in this fairy weapon first." Jiang Feng also knew that Yao Xue might have recovered his memory.

He looked at Yao Xue with gentle eyes, and then said: "Sooner or later, I will help you regain your physical body."

Yao Xue glanced at the red ribbon in Jiang Feng's hand, thought about it for a moment and nodded. She was content to be by Jiang Feng's side.

Before getting into the red ribbon, though.

Yao Xue floated in front of Jiang Feng, with a pure and flawless smile on her delicate little face, and then held Jiang Feng's face with her slender hands.

"Xiaoxue, you..."

Before Jiang Feng finished speaking, the girl kissed him.

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other side.

Under Jiang Feng's protection, An Xiaoyu was not harmed by the demon's explosion at all.

And after she was touched by Jiang Feng, she actually vaguely remembered something!

I seem to call him Uncle Jiang Feng?

An Xiaoyu's memory gradually became clearer. She recalled that when her parents were still alive, a Taoist named Jiang Feng was very kind to her.

…

"Xiaoyu, do you want to eat candied haws?"

"Uncle Taoist, what is candied haws?"

"Then I'll take you to eat!"

…

"Uncle Taoist, the candied haws on a stick is so delicious!"

"If Xiaoyu likes it, I can buy it for you every day!"

"But my parents didn't let me stay with my Taoist uncle... They said that the Taoist uncle was not a good person, so they asked me to play with Sister Ziyue."

"Ahem! I'm really not a bad person!"

…

"Uuuuuu~Uncle Taoist priest, mom and dad are gone!"

"Good boy, Xiaoyu, they just went to a far away place. I will stay with you during this time."

"Then let's be together forever, okay?"

"Okay, I promise you."

…

The memory in his mind became clearer and clearer. An Xiaoyu's little body continued to tremble, and the Purple Moon Sword in his hand fell to the ground unknowingly.

It turns out that the person she has always liked is not Sister Ziyue...

But Jiang Feng!

All the memories that originally belonged to Ji Ziyue turned into Jiang Feng's figure.

Tears fell one after another from An Xiaoyu's face. She, who had been injured in the battle, almost fell from the air.

"Uncle Taoist priest, you lied to me..."

An Xiaoyu held on to her injured body and looked in Jiang Feng's direction with tearful eyes, and happened to see Yao Xue kissing Jiang Feng.

Who is this woman——?

Fortunately, An Xiaoyu still had some sense and knew that Yao Xue should be in a state of soul, otherwise she was not sure what she would have done.

…

After Yao Xue kissed Jiang Feng, she was like a dragonfly touching water without leaving any trace.

No matter how powerful she is in her soul state, she cannot come into contact with things in reality. Everything is just an action condensed by her longing for Jiang Feng.

"We'll meet again, right?"

A joyful smile appeared on the girl's face.

Jiang Feng nodded heavily and said: "As long as I, Jiang Feng, am still alive, sooner or later I will help you recover your physical body, I promise!"

"Well, I'll wait for you."

After Yao Xue looked at Jiang Feng affectionately, she finally no longer hesitated and entered the ribbon as a soul.

At this time, Jiang Feng's backup plan was at its last moment.

"Xiaoyu..."

Jiang Feng turned around and saw An Xiaoyu with pear blossoms and rain.

"Uncle Taoist!"

No matter what the relationship between Jiang Feng and that woman was, An Xiaoyu only had Jiang Feng in her heart now, and she quickly threw herself into Jiang Feng's arms.

Among them, there was both joy of reunion and complaint against Jiang Feng.

"I'm going, be gentle!"

Jiang Feng was almost sent away by An Xiaoyu's super headbutt!

However, now he is still dominated by the personality of his previous life, so he is naturally not so strict with An Xiaoyu, just like he is his own daughter.

"Uncle Taoist, Xiaoyu misses you so much!"

"Xiaoyu, you have grown up too."

Jiang Feng was telling the truth. He grew up from seven or eight years old to ten years old.

Who knows, An Xiaoyu likes people to say she has grown up.

Her original dream was to marry Jiang Feng when she grew up, and now she was naturally very happy to hear Jiang Feng say this.

"Um...can I be the bride of uncle Taoist priest?"

An Xiaoyu raised her head, with a pair of bright eyes, looking at Jiang Feng in front of her expectantly.

"Ah this..."

Jiang Feng looked at An Xiaoyu, this is too cruel, right?

Thinking of this.

Jiang Feng decisively pushed An Xiaoyu away, then squatted slightly, and said to her seriously: "Xiaoyu, feelings are not a joke!"

"Think about it, I have so many confidantes, can you accept it?"

At this time, An Xiaoyu's little head was full of thoughts of being with Jiang Feng, so she nodded without hesitation, "I can accept it!"

Jiang Feng wanted to say something else, but suddenly felt weak all over, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Not good...

"Uncle Taoist, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't scare me!"

"Xiaoyu..."

Jiang Feng's hands and feet gradually became numb, and then he fell down with a black screen in front of his eyes.

An Xiaoyu hurriedly supported Jiang Feng, looking at the familiar face in front of her and extremely anxious, but fortunately she knew a little about medical skills and knew that Jiang Feng was not seriously injured.

"Uncle Taoist, I'll take you back to the sect."

In An Xiaoyu's consciousness, a huge flying boat was approaching, and a figure was in front of the flying boat, rushing to where An Xiaoyu was.

"Master."

The person who came was Elder Feng Qingyang.

Although the elders of Daotian Sword Sect had arrived long ago, they were not allowed to approach the battlefield in the center under An Xiaoyu's voice transmission order.

Now that the battle was over, they came to An Xiaoyu.

Along the way, seeing the surrounding mountains, all destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, Feng Qingyang naturally thought that all this was done by An Xiaoyu.

At this time, he had a feeling of respect for An Xiaoyu.

When An Xiaoyu turned around, Feng Qingyang was stunned. Master...why did she look like she had cried?