Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

Covering his fragile neck with his hands, he was out of breath from coughing, and tears burst out from the corners of his eyes.

But even so, he still raised his head, looked at Qiu Chenzhi, who was disheveled, and looked at Ming Jiuyuan with alertness and hostility in his eyes, and asked, "Master, who is this?"

His voice was hoarse, and even a little trembling.

It was obvious that he had just been frightened.