gleaming silver needle in his hand and the playful smile on his face, he was immediately terrified and wanted to jump off the bed and run away.He was surprised to find that he had lost control of his..."You... you... why don't you fight back"

Wàng Chén shifted her gaze, not knowing why she dared not look into the man's eyes.

Since the first time we met, I felt like I knew this man in front of me, but there wasn't a single memory about him in my mind.

This made her feel very uncomfortable. Facing the wound on Ye Bufan's shoulder, she felt even more irritable.

"Xiangxiang, don't you remember me It's me!"

Ye Bufan was still excited, he couldn't even care about his injuries.

"You've got the wrong person, I'm not someone named Xiangxiang, and I don't know you. Pick up your sword and fight me a real duel!"

Wàngchén no longer had the previous indifference, his emotions were becoming increasingly agitated.

"Xiangxiang, think about it, we don't belong here. We're from Shanghai!"

Before that, we met in the Dragon King's Palace, and that was also when you became my woman...

Do you still remember the first time we met You were wielding two short swords back then, and you told me about dying beneath a peony blossom, even in death, one should be graceful...

Later, we walked out of the Dragon King's Palace together, returned to the Magic Capital together, and went to see your father together...

Ye Bufan was like a madman, constantly muttering and recounting past events, hoping to awaken the other's memories.

The audience below was completely dumbfounded. After a brief moment of shock, there was an uproar.

"What's this They know each other!"

"It sounds like a couple's relationship, but this woman doesn't know that man at all..."

"How can this be so over-the-top, what's going on here, can anyone give me an answer..."

Everyone was buzzing, nobody expected such a thrilling battle to end up like this.

"Shut up!"

On the viewing platform, an instant of absolute fury flashed across his face, along with a hint of panic.

"Wangchen, don't listen to his nonsense, quickly get rid of him!"

"Enough talk, grab your blade. I'm making my move."

Hearing Ye Bufan's words, Wang Chen's emotions became increasingly agitated.

For some reason, it made him feel uneasy.

After that, the sword in her hand pierced out again, and Ye Bufan still didn't dodge. Another blood hole appeared on his right chest.

"Aren't you sick Why don't you hide Why won't you fight me"

Wàng Chén's emotions were out of control, and she cried out hysterically.

Ye Bufan said, “Because you are my woman, I can’t lay a hand on you.”

"I don't know you. I'm not the Xiangxiang you're talking about. I'm Wangchen!"

Wàngchén finished speaking and punched him hard in the chest.

Ye Bufan flew backward, spewing a mouthful of blood before crashing to the ground. His blazing sword landed beside him.

Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu in the audience couldn't help but shout: "Xiao Fan, don't be foolish, she doesn't remember you at all right now, she's not the Xiangxiang from before."

Ye Bufan climbed up from the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but a bright smile still lingered on his face.

"Xiangxiang, do you still remember the song I used to sing to you often Now I can sing it for you..."

Ye Bufan's chest was full of blood, his teeth were stained red with blood, but he still smiled and sang.

Why do I feel so empty

When feelings are lost, everything is lost.

A burning hatred and sorrow that cannot be dispelled.

Why won't my heart die