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After a pause, he continued: "However, during this period of time, you can learn more about Dong Ling, which may help stimulate your memory."

Dong Zhixia hesitated to say anything, took a deep look at him and said nothing.Turned around and went out.

Seeing her leave, Jun Wumo felt a faint sense of loss in his heart.

This kind of Eastern Summer is something that Lin Jiumian doesn't have.

That kind of tenderness, that kind of freehand softness is also what Jun Wumo likes.

But Jun Wumo knew very well that it was because Lin Jiumian lost his memory that Dong Zhixia had the present situation.

If she recovers her memory, then her radiance and arrogant personality will return again.

It is a good experience to have such an interesting memory.

Three days later, the Son of God began to use night ghost grass officially.He also asked Jun Wumo to manage the Holy Land for him, and was responsible for defending him by the way.

Handing over the agency signboard of the entire Holy Land to him before he entered the Holy Land retreat was equivalent to officially handing over the management of the Holy Land to him.

Finally he said: "If I really can't come out, the Holy Land will be handed over to you."

This surprised Jun Wumo.

Because if he really can't get out, Jun Wumo will become the new Son with the sign in his hand.

No one can refute.

Does he trust himself that much?

Or is he trying to test himself with this matter?
Jun Wumo had mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't say anything more.

The Holy Son turned around and entered the depths of the Holy Land, starting a formal retreat.

Jun Wumo put away the sign.Just sit cross-legged in the small room outside and start practicing.

During this period, Dong Zhixia sat on the side quietly lost in thought, looking out of the window.

No one knew what she was thinking.

But it can be seen that she is thinking every day.It seems that the memory has recovered a lot.

Jun Wumo didn't bother her, just watched quietly.

5 days passed in a blink of an eye.

There was no news at all in the place where the Holy Son retreated, and it was all quiet.

Jun Wumo felt something was wrong.Because it was too quiet inside, I couldn't even notice any trace of him using the Night Ghost Grass.

Dong Zhixia has also been very quiet these days, several times Jun Wumo found her secretly looking at him.

This feeling made him a little creepy.

Jun Wumo wandered outside for a few days and found that everything in the Holy Land was normal.

It is said that many people are also observing this side secretly, but they dare not take a step closer.

Jun Wumo still felt something was wrong.

That night, after dinner, Jun Wumo stood outside the place where the Holy Son retreated, meditating and not speaking.

Suddenly there was a commotion in front of him.

Not much time, Chang Ming ran over and said: "Master is not well, someone is making trouble in front."

Jun Wumo asked in a daze: "What's going on?"

Chang Ming said, "That man claims to be Wuhua's friend."

"It is said that Wuhua was killed by others, so I have to ask the Son of God for a theory."

"The guardian tried to stop it but couldn't stop it. There has already been a commotion ahead."

Jun Wumo was silent, and turned his head to look at Shengzi who was retreating in the room.

Although I don't know what happened inside, I can vaguely see a person sitting there cross-legged and meditating.

Jun Wumo pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll go ahead and have a look."

After speaking, he took Chang Ming and Dong Zhixia to the front.

When the two arrived at the front, they found that, as expected, there was a mess here.

The one who came was a young man in his 20s, about the same age as Wuhua.

He insisted that Wuhua was killed.