Quick Transmigration: The sickly big guy held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 489 The Person Who Loves the Demon God 25
After the memory was transferred, Jinqian sat paralyzed in the original place, staring at the huge peach tree not far away in a daze.

Candlemare, Candleflame...

How could she forget, when did she forget, the little boy she had saved?
Shouldn't have forgotten, shouldn't have...

She stood up, step by step, and walked forward slowly.

Jinqian reached out and touched the tree.

"Jin'er?"

Jin Qian turned her head and looked at Zhu Yan, and blurted out the name that she had long forgotten.

"Candle flame."

Candle Night was stunned, and the meal in his hand fell to the ground.

The porcelain bowl hit the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.

Jin's eyes were red, and his right hand touched the tree, his fingertips trembling.

"Candle flame."

"Why... why..."

Why did it become what it is today?
Candle Night's face was a little moved, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't.

"Jin'er, what happened to you all of a sudden?"

"You don't want to pretend you don't know each other anymore?"

Jin Qian pursed her lips and let go of her hands from the tree.

"You shouldn't be a demon god."

"It shouldn't...appear here."

...

"You didn't deserve this fate."

Her eyes were slightly cold.

Candlemare asked back with a dark face, "What kind of fate."

"Jin'er, tell me, what kind of fate should I not have."

"The fate of being abandoned by you? The fate of being alone forever? Or the fate of reuniting with you?"

"What kind of fate should I have?"

Jin Qian closed her eyes tightly.

No, Candlemare.no.

[You should not have died by my hands. 〕

She gritted her teeth, but finally did not say this sentence.

"How did you recognize me?" she asked.

Candle Night smiled and moved his fingers, and wiped out all the horrific food in front of him along with the soil on the ground.

After packing up the food, Candle Night suddenly said, "Qiqi."

Qiqi was taken aback, and hurriedly said nervously in Jinqian's sea of ​​consciousness: 【Ah?I?What's wrong with me? 】

【I, I haven't talked to Candle Flame! 】

Jin Qian also knew that it was impossible for Zhu Yan to hear Qi Qi speak.

"What Qiqi?"

Zhu Yan took two steps forward, getting closer and closer to Jin Qian.

"Seven seven."

"That's what you'd call it."

Candle Night tilted his head, his eyes filled with smiles.

"Jin'er, do you know? Every minute and every second I stay with you, I am observing you. I will remember all your preferences and all your habits."

"I've found that whenever you think there's no one around, you're always yelling into the void, 'Seven seven.' And talking to yourself."

Jin Qian was stunned. Even if most people heard it, they would think they were talking to themselves and then ignore it. Who knew that Candle Night could write down all of them?

Candle Night continued: "Very lucky. I just happened to pass by the mass grave, and when I heard the word 'Qiqi', I couldn't care less about anything."

"Actually, I wasn't sure about your identity, but when you fought with the hidden guards later, I saw your swordsmanship."

"This is your unique sword technique, unique in the world."

Jin Qian sneered.

"Maybe I taught it to someone else? With just one sword technique, can you be sure it's me?"

Candle flames for sure.

"can."

"Jin'er, don't question me. Because I said before, I know all your habits well."

"When using the long sword, I know exactly what you will do next."

Jinqian was dumbfounded, no one had ever studied her every move so thoroughly like Candle Nightmare.

(End of this chapter)