After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 305 Ah Zhao Woke Up
Ling Jingyu immediately stabilized his mind, because once it started, there was no way out but to continue.

The long silver needle went in.

Although Mo Yunzhao didn't cry out, his face was pale and his body was trembling. Beads of sweat the size of beans immediately fell off his fair face.

The pain without screaming makes people feel her pain even more.

Because she was in so much pain that she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Yunzhao only felt that deep in her soul, there was a big hand stirring and tearing her soul.

When the second needle came off, it felt like another hand was added, and her brain was snapped open, something wanted to rush in.

But I don't know what obstacles I encountered, but I was ejected again.

The third injection, the feeling was even stronger, as if two villains were already fighting in her mind, tearing apart.

The severe pain made her turn pale.

The God of Medicine used his strength to stabilize her body, preventing her from moving.

The veins on her forehead popped up, and her painful little face seemed to be deformed.

Ling Jingyu looked at it and felt that the needle was stuck on him.

But he could only keep his mind steady and concentrate on administering the needle.

In this way, half an hour passed.

After Ling Jingyu put in the last needle, he was also covered in sweat and almost collapsed.

At this moment, Mo Yunzhao softened and passed out.

Ling Jingyu hurriedly hugged her, "Master, she..."

The God of Medicine exhausted his energy, and now he sat down on the ground, his white beard fell to the ground.

"It's okay, I may have to sleep for a few days, you should watch it carefully, watch it."

Ling Jingyu picked up Mo Yunzhao, put her on the couch, and covered her with the quilt.

Her face was as pale as paper at this time, and her clothes were wet from sweating.

She looked in pain, her beautiful willow leaf eyebrows were all knit together.

Ling Jingyu held her hand tightly, "I want you to forget, but you try so hard to remember, why bother."

Why remember those unpleasant memories.

What will happen to her once she thinks about it?
He didn't dare to think about it at all, and he didn't want to think about it.

It's just that even now, he doesn't want her to think of it.

Some memories are really cruel.

Mo Yunzhao, who was in a coma, felt that there were two villains fighting in her mind, and she was in pain when they were torn apart.

It was so painful that she couldn't think of anything, she just wanted to fall asleep.

She felt that she was in a sea of ​​clouds, and every place was clearly visible.

There was only a black spot where Yunhai was, and it was so dark that she couldn't see anything, and she couldn't walk in.

Mo Yunzhao tried hard to get closer to the black sea of ​​clouds, but she was clearly in front of her eyes, and she could see that the black sea of ​​clouds was drying up and splitting.

But it is always in front, and she will never be able to touch it.

"Azhao, Azhao..."

A sound of calling, like an iron chain, suddenly chained Mo Yunzhao.

She looked down at her left hand, the spot of cinnabar on her wrist was now slightly shimmering red, and then there seemed to be a thread pulling her.

"Azhao."

Mo Yunzhao suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Ling Jingyu's incomparably enchanting face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, full of charm.

Ling Jingyu raised his hand and shook it in front of her, "Azhao, Azhao?"

Mo Yunzhao patted his hand off, then sat up, looking at the small bamboo house.

"Azhao?"

Mo Yunzhao's reaction made Ling Jingyu extremely worried.

Using this method to restore memory is a very dangerous thing.

As for the consequences, he didn't dare to think about it.

(End of this chapter)