Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight

    The reason why you don't have to risk your life. "

    Xiao Changyuan said slowly: "I have a reason to restore my memory."

    The doctor asked, "Why?"

    Xiao Changyuan didn't speak, just paid the consultation fee and left here slowly.

    He rode the bullock cart and asked around where the nearest cliff was.

    He lost his memory because he fell off a cliff.

    He wants to jump off the cliff again to retrieve his lost memory.

    The weather was a little overcast with no sun in sight and it looked like it was going to rain.

    Xiao Changyuan drove an ox cart and came to a cliff. There was a lake just below the cliff.

    He got up and got off the car and walked slowly to the edge of the cliff.

    The top of the cliff is windy.

    The cold wind brushed against his jade-like cheeks.

    The young emperor, standing on the top of the cliff.

    The dark robe was blown by the long wind.

    Xiao Changyuan stretched out his arms, his body was tall and straight, he jumped down from the top of the cliff without hesitation, and fell straight into the lake, splashing crystal water.

    The sky is gloomy, and I don’t know when the clouds are dense, like a river surging.

    There were pale lightning in the clouds, and the thunder roared.

    After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Changyuan suddenly jumped out of the lake.

    He flew to the shore, soaking wet.

    The ends of the hair are dripping wet.

    His eyes were cold, and the bottom of his eyes condensed into ice.

    The pale handsome face was colder than before.

    There is a faint trace of madness and cruelty.

    Xiao Changyuan remembered everything.

    He regained his memory.

    He remembered the pain of being forgotten.

    And his forgotten pride.

      A drop of blood.

    This drop of blood fell on Xiao Changyuan's pale and gloomy handsome face.

    Xiao Changyuan’s eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were dark.

    The uncontrollable coldness and fury swirled in the chassis.

    Just a fool...

    How dare you deceive you?

    Really…

    Unforgivable

    The author has something to say:    Roll over.

    Tomorrow is the story of the copy.

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 crème brûlée;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: ZOE17 bottles; Yize 2 bottles; I am your aunt 1 bottle; Thank you very much for your support to me, I will continue to work hard!