Chapter 4131: Aftermath!

Xing Tian, ​​who fainted on the stage, convulsed for a while, foamed at the mouth for a while, talked nonsense in his mouth for a while, and didn't know what it was.

Seeing his appearance, all those who watched from the stage had no idea in their hearts.

"Never provoke Sun Simiao, in case he was drugged by him, it would be too scary!"

After half an hour, Xing Tian slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

He looked around blankly.

Sun Simiao pulled Xing Tian's wrist, took a pulse, and then began to organize the medicine box.

"Master Yao Wang, how can we be sure that Xing Tian has really been purged of memory, instead of pretending to be?"

A monk shouted in the audience.

Sun Simiao glanced at him, then he shrank his neck, not daring to say a word.

"First, don't question whether my medicine is effective. Second, I just gave him a pulse. The pulse is very chaotic. It is just the medicine that just works in his body. Third..."

Sun Simiao picked up a small jade bottle from the table.

"You should have seen it just now. The powder is poured out of this bottle. If you don't believe me, I will adjust a bowl for you?"

After these words were said, the monks in the audience were silent, after all, no one wanted to lose all his previous memories for no reason.

With a cold snort, Sun Simiao packed up the medicine box and left.

Ye Fan went to Dijiang's office with Xing Tian, ​​who was sitting there with a blank face.

After arriving at the office, besides Dijiang, Sun Simiao was also here.

Although Xing Tian lost his memory, he still had some instinctive reactions.

The emperor squatted in front of him, looking into his eyes.

"Remember what your name is?"

Xing Tian thought hard for a long time.

"Xing... Heaven?"

Di Jiang nodded.

"It seems that your medicine hasn't poisoned people yet!"

Sun Simiao suddenly became unhappy.

"Who am I? They all said that this is a medicine for memory cleaning, and it is not poisoning people. How can the medicine be idiot if you want to drink this."

Di Jiang ignored Sun Simiao's yelling.

He continued to look at Xing Tian.

"What do you remember?"

Xing Tian recalled very hard, but his past was like a piece of white paper, and he couldn't see anything on it.

"I still remember... I seem to want to listen to someone. If you don't listen, it hurts."

Xing Tian frowned, his tone was like a three or four-year-old child.

Ye Fan frowned.

"I'm talking about this medicine, if it cleans his memory, will he still be able to fight?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang was stunned suddenly, then he turned his head and looked at Ye Fan, gritted his teeth.

"Ye Fan, you are an afterthought!"

Ye Fan was embarrassed and stuck out his tongue, he just thought of this.

"Hey, yell, what? Try it and you will know if he will be able to do it again!"

Sun Simiao rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, deeply felt that the conversation between the two men was a disbelief in his identity as the King of Medicine.

"Ahem, that, Xingtian, will you fight?"

Xing Tian thought for a moment and nodded fiercely.

"I have been fighting very well. Most people can't beat me. I used to use an axe, but now I can't find my axe."

Seeing Xing Tian's tangled appearance, Ye Fan and Sun Simiao both laughed.

The corner of Di Jiang's mouth also raised a smile, he waved his hand and said very proudly.

"If you can't find it, you can't find it. I'll give you another one."