The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"What? Xiao Jing woke up? Damn it, why did it happen when I was out? Are they in the room now? I'll go right away. Xiao Jing——"

"boom!"

The door of the room was opened with great force. Because someone was too excited, he unconsciously had magic power on his hands. The door panel bounced against the wall and then shattered quietly.

“…” Everyone who was originally talking in the room fell silent in an instant.

Everyone raised their heads in unison, staring at the person who had caused the trouble with calm yet cold eyes.

Mo Ya: “…”

He waved his hand angrily and used earth magic to stick the door panel back together. "I'm so embarrassed when you look at me like that."

"You know it's embarrassing, but you still don't learn your lesson. The King of Chenxi is still willing to let you be a general when you are like this. It seems that Chenxi really has no use for him."

Mo Ya exclaimed, "Wow!" and pointed at Wen Xun, who was sneering at him in the crowd, with an angry look on his face: "Why are you here too? Didn't you just become the king of Dongli? Your Majesty, the noble king, has nothing to do at home? What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to do some serious work. I can't just eat for free every day like you."

"you--"

"Alright, alright, both of you stop arguing. Xiao Jing just woke up. Do you want to kill him?"

Chu Zhou's helpless voice brought an end to the war between the two.

Wen Xun and Mo Ya snorted at each other and turned their heads away in tacit understanding, indicating that they were not convinced by each other, but they did not continue the quarrel.

Mo Ya put the hateful Wen Xun behind him and turned to look at his main target today, mumbling, "Xiao Jing, you don't even know how long you've slept. I missed you so much... huh?"

Mo Ya's extremely excited expression suddenly paused when he saw Jiang Liujing looking at him.

Why does this look of curiosity, scrutiny, and thought feel like something is very wrong?

Mo Ya's heart was instantly filled with ominous red danger warnings.

He swallowed hard, and said tentatively, "Xiao Jing, you don't forget us, do you?"

If you think about it carefully, Jiang Liujing was already unconscious when they snatched him back. They really didn't know what he had experienced in the Divine Religion.

Could it be that the Pope was so shameless that not only did he rob people, he also interfered with his memory?

Mo Ya's original joy was instantly blown away like an 18-force gale, and the boy's heart was broken.

Chi sat next to Jiang Liujing, holding his hand tightly and never letting go.

Jiang Liujing didn't struggle either. On the way back by Chi, he had already roughly understood what was happening to him.

Jiang Liujing felt quite tormented as he looked at the room full of people who cared about him but he couldn't remember who they were.

There were two people in particular who arrived the fastest. Jiang Liujing didn't know their names, but as soon as he saw their figures, he had the urge to pounce on them.

Chi had already told the others the general situation. Because Mo Ya had just returned from the battlefield late, Chi briefly explained it again.

Mo Ya nodded blankly, counting on his fingers as he concluded, "So, Xiao Jing now has a memory in his head that doesn't actually belong to him, and his real memory hasn't been recovered yet?"

His summary actually made sense, but Chi and Jiang Liujing looked at each other, and Chi shook his head.

"No, that's also his memory, but it doesn't belong to him now."

When Jiang Liujing told him on the way that he seemed to have a much more mature personality, Chi understood that Jiang Liujing was just like when he was given the memory ball by the elf mother tree, and he remembered things from his past life.

But the past life and the present life are not the same after all. When Chi looks at the memories of the past life, he will not feel that the person is him. At best, it is just his past self.

The same thing happened to Jiang Liujing; he was essentially the same person he was today. However, his true memories had been taken away, replaced by memories from the past, as if someone was desperately trying to turn him back to his past self.

Chi knew without a doubt who was behind this.

"Is there any way to make him remember it again?" Mo Ya couldn't help but ask.

He wrung his hands together, his expression full of confusion.

No one wants to be forgotten by someone important, especially someone they love. Precious memories are irreplaceable, even if you have to create new ones.

Wen Xun's expression was calmer than his: "We were discussing this before you came."

He raised his hand and pointed at a man sitting in the corner: "He said he might have a way."

When Mo Ya saw the elegant and noble young man, he was stunned for a moment.

Mo Ya was very familiar with this person. After all, he had been in charge of the activities in the academy for several years, and was equivalent to the boss who paid them.

After Jiang Liujing fell into a coma, Gu Lian came to look for him several times, but because Jiang Liujing's body was hidden under the protection of Sang Mo's original body, only a few trusted people knew the location, so it was not until today that Gu Lian finally met Jiang Liujing.

"Does the Gu family have some means to restore memory?" Mo Ya speculated.

As the richest family in mainland China, the Gu family has a collection of countless rare treasures. It is possible that one of them can restore memory.

Gu Lian smiled and shook his head, looking at Jiang Liujing.

"The way to restore your memory actually lies within you."