Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 1187: Restore memory

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Chapter 1187 Restoring Memory

Wu Shuang sat on the small round table.

She has never retreated because of anything, and at this time she will not give up recovering the memories of her previous life because of fear of pain.

The memory of the previous life is too important to her. If the memory is not restored, too many mysteries will be difficult to solve.

"I'm ready, you can start."

Wushuang took a deep breath and nodded towards Mu.

? Mu stretched out a dry finger and tapped it on Wushuang's brow.

Her appearance immediately changed and became her original appearance. Then, she felt a chaos in her mind, as if she was about to lose consciousness. Just when she thought she was going to sleep, her mind suddenly felt like Needle sticks are generally very painful.

But this is just the beginning. Her soul seems to be violently pulled by something and is about to fall apart. This kind of pain is hard to describe. There is no place in her body that does not hurt, more uncomfortable than the pain of gouging her heart!

After a while, she was sweating profusely, all of which came out in an instant, and the clothes on her back were soaked.

"The poison of black spider silkworm is not easy to solve."

She was in a daze and heard Mu's self-talk, but she didn't have the energy to hear what he said later.

She is struggling with pain and has endured all kinds of pain. She must restore the memories of her previous life!

She doesn't know how long it has passed, maybe two hours, maybe four hours, maybe longer, her forehead and heart are cold, and all the pain recedes like a tide.

She couldn't open her eyes, she felt a familiar breath in her bewilderment. I don't know someone fed something in her mouth. After drinking it, she fell asleep deeply.

When she woke up again, the breeze blew and the swing swayed, and she subconsciously clenched the rope in her hand.

Where is the swing?

Then he saw her shrunken hands and shrunken legs. She raised her head suspiciously. Nine handsome young men were in front of the swing, and they all looked at themselves indulgently.

She saw two familiar eyebrows among the nine.

Big brother?

Brother Nine?

Did she go back to her childhood in her previous life, these are all nine seniors from her youth?

Her gaze fell on the other seniors. It was the first time she saw the appearance of other seniors. It turned out that they were so kind and the eyes that looked at her were so pampering, but when she returned to the underworld, other The seniors have all fallen.

"Daddy is here!"

She suddenly heard her own crisp voice, with joy in her immaturity.

This is her memory, she has retrieved the memory! But why do you only have memories from the age of three or four, before?

She didn’t have time to think about it. The nine-headed bird that covered the sky and the sun appeared. Standing on her back was a man with a jade tree facing the wind. He was as handsome as a jade, powerful and incomparable. A beam of glow on his face made him even more apparent. He is as handsome as jade.

This is the Pluto father when he was young? What she saw before was only a phantom, and what she saw was not real. This is how she saw him truly. She looks a bit similar to him. His eyes are so gentle, and the unparalleled heart is Surrounded by a warm emotion.

Immediately afterwards, countless images flashed quickly in front of her as if she had been in a movie, and she felt more and more empathetic, and the emotional ups and downs became bigger and bigger.

So sad, I'm so sad!

Daddy don't leave me!

No!

"Shuang'er, wake up! wake up!"

Long Mo looked at Wushuang with deep concern. She had slept for three days and three nights. Mu said that she should have woken up long ago, but she couldn’t wake up no matter how she awakened. She sobbed from time to time, sometimes silently weeping. There is no sound.

But she never wakes up.

"Shuang'er, that's all over, okay to wake up soon?"

Long Moshen held her in his arms, and his deep eyes were filled with self-blame. He knew the importance of Pluto to the children, and she could not accept Pluto's fall.

She grew up without a mother. Pluto was both a father and a mother and raised her. He has not been absent from her growth and has been with her for thousands of years.

He shouldn't have brought her here.

The person under him suddenly moved, and he quickly lowered his head, and saw that his eyes opened slowly.

"Shuanger!"

Her eyes seemed to have no focus, looking at him blankly.

"Shuanger?"

He frowned.

"Brother Shen."

Wushuang looked at him, her eyes gradually recovered, and the affection in her eyes became deeper and deeper. She stretched out her arm around his neck and hugged him tightly:

"Sorry, I forgot you; I'm sorry, my recklessness has caused you so much damage... I lost my father, but you lost me..."

"I didn't protect you, Shuang'er, let alone the past, shall we just look at the present?"

Long Mo embraced her deeply and tenderly, and dropped a kiss on her hair.

"Uncle Emperor..."

"Why didn't you call me Brother Shen? Huh?"

His charming voice reminded her ears, his voice low and charming.

Wushuang buried his head in his chest, not wanting to speak.

She remembered the things in the previous life, how they knew how to know each other and how to love each other.

In short, it was a tortuous story, indeed as thrilling as said in the fairy world script, but the script was not true, it was all people's imagination.

And this "Brother Deep", he tempted her to say, she said calling him Brother Deep, he quit, saying that many people called him Brother Deep, he asked her to call Brother, she felt so nauseous , Finally compromised and called Brother Shen.

However, in her previous life, she seldom yelled like this. She called him by his name more often, and was coaxed by him to yell when she was emotional.

The tone of his voice now is very similar to that of the past, he used this voice to charm her to shout.

"Shuang'er, call again, just one."

"No more." Wushuang shook his head, too ashamed. Originally, this title was a bit numb, but every time he did this, she felt that she was particularly unsuitable for children.

"Stop talking, uncle emperor, I, I will tell you business! I think my daddy may still be alive!"

Long Moshen immediately raised his head, "Really? Why do you think so?"

It's no wonder that Shuang'er only cried in her sleep, and she woke up much better. It turned out that she had this kind of guess in her heart.

"I just think so, I don't have definite evidence to prove it."

Wushuang said.

"You know him best, so you think it should be very possible." Long Moshen said to her.

"Shuang'er, have all your memories recovered?" he asked.

Wushuang frowned: "No...but I remember most of my memories. Some missing memories seem to be irrelevant...I remember all important things."

In the memories she recovered, some pictures were broken, some were just fragments, and some memories were intermittent.

But why is this happening?

Her soul has no defects. That powerful mysterious man gathered all the souls for her, and her memory should not be missing.