"Ono, I know you don't believe it, but it's all true. If you don't believe it, you can ask Huo Mingwei. She has recovered some memories now." Qin yaoyue said with a bitter smile.
Zhang Ye looks at Huo Mingwei again in amazement.
Huo Mingwei frowned and said coldly: "what the demon princess said is not wrong. Although it's a little obscure, I do feel the breath of the ancient book covering the sky in your body. You are the emperor covering the sky like a fake."
Shua!
However, she suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Ye and said, "the great emperor is up. See you later."
Zhang Ye was startled. He quickly helped Huo Mingwei up, shook his head and said, "Mingwei, don't be like this. I'm not a great emperor, and you're not a bingfei, but my own wife."
Huo Mingwei was a little blushed by his true words, but she glanced at Qin yaoyue and said provocatively: "hum, Yaofei, it seems that the emperor still loves me the most."
Qin yaoyue shrugged and said, "it doesn't matter. Even if the emperor doesn't like me, I'll be satisfied as long as I can be with him."
Wait!
Zhang Ye finally responded and looked at Qin yaoyue in amazement: "you Mingwei calls you Yaofei. Are you my wife in your last life? "
Hum!
Qin demon month charming white he one eye, don't have good spirit of son say: "otherwise you think, if not for your wife, I will do my best to help you?"
Oh, my God!
It's too much for NIMA.
Zhang Ye felt extremely painful and asked: "next, you won't tell me that sister Ru and Yan'er are also my wives in previous lives, so let's meet in this life."
"No, they are just ordinary girls. It's just a coincidence to meet you." Qin yaoyue shook her head and said.
Whoo!
Don't know why, Zhang Ye finally long out tone, in the heart relaxed a lot.
He was really afraid of Qin yaoyue. In fact, those two women were also his wives in previous lives. Although they were all his own women, his memory was only the past 20 years on earth.
For him, it was just a symbol of the Arabian Nights.
But just as he was relieved, Huo Mingwei laughed sarcastically and said, "great emperor, I didn't expect that you had two concubines since you came to the world for more than 20 years?"
Er!
Zhang Ye had a headache again.
No matter how beautiful Huo Mingwei used to be, she was tender and affectionate in front of her, but now she is very superior, as if everything in the world is like ants in her eyes.
I'm afraid that now she's allowed to kill a city, and she won't have the slightest psychological fluctuation.
Such a woman is not the iceberg beauty that she likes. Kiss her wife.
"Mingwei, have you forgotten everything?" Zhang Ye frowned and asked unhappily.
Huo Mingwei light sneer way: "but a mole ant like memory, why remember, I have easily erase."
What!
Zhang Ye's face sank.
Anyway, this memory represents the beautiful days of him and Huo Mingwei, but now it is obliterated by bingfei. Even though she is Huo Mingwei now, it makes Zhang Ye feel extremely uncomfortable.
"How dare you? That's the most precious memory of Ming Wei and me." He felt a little overwhelmed.
However, when his face was very gloomy, bingfei suddenly showed a smile, and then showed Huo Mingwei's first love girl's smile.
"Hee hee, Ono, I didn't expect you to cheat me. This memory is also my most precious. How can I delete it? "
Huh?
Zhang Ye Zheng for a moment, immediately surprised to embrace her, said excitedly: "Mingwei, you come back ah, great, just that ice princess is too annoying, I don't like it at all."
"Oh? Don't you like me at all? Hee hee, in my memory, you are my favorite. " Huo Mingwei said with a smile, obviously making fun of Zhang Ye.
Now she has fused the memories of bingfei and Huo Mingwei, and the theme is still dominated by Huo Mingwei, so bingfei's cold and heartless character is silent.
Sweat, sweat!
Zhang Ye feels his nose awkwardly. He doesn't remember whether he really dotes on Huo Mingwei, and it's hard to say anything. What's more, it's not the time to argue about this.
Because of another headache, he still stands in front of himself.
Qin yaoyue, Yaofei, his wife in previous life.
"Sister Qin, I..." Zhang Ye didn't know what to say.
But Qin demon month is charming smile, sweet greasy said: "you don't need to say, I know what you want to say. Let's wait for you to rush into the realm of the practitioner and completely recover your memory. It's unfair for you and me to let you make a decision now. ""Well, that would be fine."
Zhang Ye nodded, also feel that this is very good, at least can delay for a while.
However, Qin yaoyue's words changed abruptly and said very seriously: "Ono, my business can be put away for a while, but now there is one thing about yourself, you must make a choice as soon as possible."
"What?" Zhang Ye asked suspiciously.
"You still remember the coffin space, don't you always wonder who is inside the coffin?" Qin yaoyue asked with a smile.
"Eh? Isn't it the master of liantian? Where do I get my current cultivation method? " Zhang Ye was shocked.
Qin yaoyue shakes her head with a smile and says faintly: "Xiaoye, can't you guess now? The master of Lian Tian is the great emperor of Zhetian. The body in the coffin is the relic of the Dharma body in your previous life. "
What!
Zhang Ye was so scared that his eyes almost fell out.
Qin yaoyue, no matter whether he was surprised or not, said very seriously: "Ono, you have to make a decision now. At the moment of breaking through the acquired nine grades, who do you choose to be?"
Who do you choose to be?
Zhang Ye couldn't help but be stunned, carefully savoring Qin yaoyue's words.
Listen to the meaning of Qin yaoyue's words, if you choose the Dharma body of the great emperor Zhetian, the speed of practice will be too fast to imagine. Maybe it won't take a few months to become the great emperor Zhetian again and stand at the top of the world.
But if he chooses himself, his path of practice will become bumpy and slow, and there will even be the risk of failure.
How to choose?
Zhang Ye's eyes are a little confused, which is really a very difficult problem.
To become the great emperor, he can stand at the top of the world and call the wind and rain. Even the role of the president of the United States can be played at will. One punch is enough to blow the White House into powder.
But it's time Is he still him?
Zhang Ye's eyes suddenly become clear up, the Mou Guang matchless firm.