I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Hei Xiazi made a shushing gesture because he saw that Ling Xiao's eyes seemed to move, and it looked like he had woken up.

Hei Xiazi found it amusing. This young master seemed much more interesting now that he had lost his memory. Even when he woke up, he didn't open his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He was clever enough to avoid those monsters.

"Young master, open your eyes and look, the blind man has found you something fun..." Black Bear had just picked up a part from an owl and was about to tease someone when a strand of hair got tangled around his neck.

The two were practically nose to nose at this point. Black Bear's hands were also restless. While being threatened with his life, he was stroking the other's hair and teasingly said, "Young Master, your hair is so nice."

Ling Xiao released him instantly. He didn't know why he had suddenly grown so much hair. He subconsciously stepped back, as if he was afraid of everything here, or as if he was afraid of himself.

The flower of understanding only shone for a moment before turning back to its dullness when it saw the child's fear.

He almost thought the child had returned, and that the child had remembered that his hair would grow longer. It turned out that the child was subconsciously protecting himself out of fear.

Jieyuhua walked to Lingxiao's side, hugged him and kissed him. The child was clearly not used to this behavior and kept avoiding it, glancing at the young man every now and then.

Xie Yuhua noticed quickly. He didn't know what had happened, but it was clear that something was wrong with the child.

He didn't know that the moment Ling Xiao opened his eyes was exactly the moment when Xiao Ge used the Black Gold Ancient Blade to cut off the owl's head.

At first, he was probably filled with fear and unease, but as time went by, the scene of the young man drawing his knife kept flashing and repeating in his mind. Each time he recalled that moment, the fear in his heart gradually lessened.

I developed trust and even admiration for the young man when I looked at him.

Xie Yuhua noticed the change in his eyes, but decided to ignore it. He knew what kind of person the child was: he admired strength, but would set all strong people as his goals or enemies, and then surpass them.

In a child's eyes, everything and everyone is divided into two categories: useful and useless.

Use what is useful to the fullest extent, squeezing out every last bit of value from it; find ways to utilize what is useless and then discard it.

Just from that one glance at Ling Xiao in the illusion, he knew that Ling Xiao was now even more thoroughly evil, or more accurately, more selfish. When he opened his eyes after crossing the Bridge of Helplessness and saw Ling Xiao's surprised expression, he knew that Ling Xiao had abandoned him.

In the past, Ling Xiao would never have acted this way. Even when he was in danger, the child would still protect him. Even if he was covered in wounds, the child would not be hurt in the slightest.

Is he still himself after losing a part of himself? Is he still the person he remembers after losing his memories?

He is not himself after all.

Kid, I miss you.

Jieyuhua gently stroked Lingxiao's cheek, then cut off his excess hair and silently retreated to her original spot.

He didn't say a word, but the fat man noticed something was off. He looked around, climbed onto the altar, circled the Lingxiao statue, and said, "We found him, didn't we? Is he still not alright?"

Black Bear stood to the side as a backdrop, giving Ling Xiao a shrewd smile before quickly withdrawing it. He smiled because he thought this was another arrangement by the young master, who, despite being well, still pretended to tease Xie Yuhua. However, he was also afraid that Ling Xiao hadn't truly recovered.

"What's this?" The fat man seemed to have seen something, and with a snap, he ripped the statue's head off...