Chapter 266 Amnesia

Finally, Zuo Zixin in the magic garden woke up leisurely, and she suddenly felt the fairy spirit surging in her body and there was endless energy all over her body. She crossed directly from the fairy to the golden fairy.

After she left the magic garden, Fengze rushed over and said, "Master."

"Hmm." Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows, why didn't she see the reunion? She glanced at the whole Zhoushan and didn't find any trace of the group, "Where is the group?"

Feng Ze's little face wrinkled and said goodbye childishly, "Xianjun Mansion."

There are five immortals in the fairyland. Although Fengze did not say everything, Zuo Zixin also knew where it was. At present, Zuo Zixin slapped the ship's side fiercely, with a ferocious face, "Well, you Sunday fairy, it's been so long, just don't admit your mistake. Unexpectedly, you dare to abduct my reunion. If the tiger doesn't show its power, you really regard me as a sick cat.

Zuo Zixin shouted loudly, then waved her sleeves and went to Xianjun's mansion to inquire about her guilt. Feng Ze looked at his master's tough figure, shook his head and continued to act as his gatekeeper.

Xianjun Mansion is still the same as thousands of years ago, tall and majestic, with the three characters of Xianjun Mansion shining golden light. Zuo Zixin stood outside the door and suddenly had mixed feelings. There was once a person who was injured here and broke his heart.

Go?

She asked herself from the bottom of her heart?

Finally, she took a step closer to the door. Xianjun Mansion also has a boundary, but this boundary has no effect on the former flower master. Although she was only in her life, she also pushed the door through the boundary.

There is still no change in the Xianjun Mansion, except that the fairy flowers inside have decreased a lot. Walking through the corridor and into the back garden, she heard the familiar chirping of the circle.

"Ji-jiu..." The round ball came and rubbed the palm of Zuo Zixin's hand. Master, I miss you so much.

"Do you remember that I am your master?" Zuo Zixin flicked his forehead, and his hand made his eyes vigorous and swayed, as if he were drunk.

"Ji-jiu..."

"Well, don't think that if you buy a few cute, I will forgive you. Since you like this place so much, why don't you go to your master?" Zuo Zixin held her chest in her arms, and she didn't dare to do it.

How did you know that the round ball twisted his buttocks and went to the depths of the garden, which really stunned Zuo Zixin.

After being stunned, Zuo Zixin reacted and shouted, "Damn guy, come back." With that, she also rushed into the depths of the garden.

In the lake and the mountains, at the pavilion, a man in white was looking at the lake, and next to him was a bird rounder than a ball. The bird jumped up and down, and its flattery was self-evident.

Well, this should be her bird, right?

"Come here." Zuo Zixin stood outside the pavilion, her eyes narrowed, and the cold light shined directly into the circle. The threat of the red fruit made the round feathers stand up.

"Ji-jiu..." I won't go.

The round ball not only did not pass, but also rubbed on the clothes of Sunday Xianjun. Sunday Xianjun was not angry and continued to look at the scenery in front of him.

He didn't pay attention to himself?

Zuo Zixin is unhappy and very unhappy. It is said that the husband and wife are grateful for a hundred days, why is this couple so ruthless?

"Dead boy, how can I deal with you?" Zuo Zixin shook her head and turned her eyes away from the Sunday Xianjun to the reunion. Looking at the proud appearance of Yuan Tuan, she was angry. She rolled up her sleeves and rushed away like a hungry tiger, grabbed Yuan Tuan's feet and lifted them upside down.

"Ji-jiu." Master, help.

"Hmm." Zuo Zixin snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes. Before the hand of teaching the lesson fell, the round ball in his hand was robbed and thrown to the ground, ignoring it.

Zuo Zixin knotted, crossed his waist and said like a shrew: "Shangyangjun, what do you mean?" Yes, the Sunday Immortal King is actually the Shangyang King, and the Shangyang King is the incarnation of the Sunday Immortal King in the mortal world.

Sunday Xianjun frowned, "Who is Shangyangjun?"

"..." Zuo Zixin staggered and almost fell down. After a while, she stabilized her body, suppressed the moving and delusional heart, raised her eyebrows and hugged her chest and snorted coldly, "Shangyangjun, do you think I will forgive you if you pretend not to know me? Let me tell you, there is no way."

Now, Sun Xianjun was even more puzzled. He waved his sleeves and approached Zuo Zixin. The handsome face almost pressed against Zuo Zixin's face. She could feel his hot breath spraying on her face, hot and hot, making her face red and intoxicating.

"Do we know each other?" The question, coupled with a puzzled eyes, made Zuo Zixin's mouth tremerge and squirm for a long time, and he wanted to kill people.

"We don't know each other." Zuo Zixin's face stiffened and breathed slightly, revealing her unhappiness and anger.

"Oh." Sunday Xianjun nodded and instantly returned to his position just now.

Is that it? Zuo Zixin was angry. Couldn't he hear what he was saying? Didn't he know how to coax himself? She came to the door brazenly. What else did he take?

Wooden people will have three points of blood. Why is he worse than Woodman?

Zuo Zixin bit her lip. OK, I will wait for another three minutes. If so, she will go back home. The two of them were deadlocked like this, and time passed minute by minute. One second, ten seconds, one minute, one and a half... Three minutes later, Riyao Xianjun still did not respond.

Zuo Zixin was furious, "Yuantuan, will you leave?"

"Ji-jiu" doesn't leave.

"Okay, if you don't leave, stay here forever. Humph, pretending to have amnesia, right? Just lose your memory forever." Zuo Zixin shouted loudly, first stared at Yuan Tuan fiercely, and then looked at Sunday Xianjun with extremely hostile eyes, brushed his sleeves and left angrily.

How can I know that she was stopped by Sunday Xianjun before she took two steps, "Amnesia?"

It's this kind of innocent look, which really drives people crazy. Zuo Zixin took a deep breath and calmed down the rushing grass and mud horse in his heart. He smiled and said, "Can't you understand people's words? Amnesia literally means loss of memory.

"I don't have amnesia." Sunday Xianjun shook his head.

Zuo Zixin rolled her eyes and said, "Of course I know you don't have memory loss, and you can let go now. I'm leaving."

Sunday Xianjun didn't move at all, and Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows. "Why, can't you keep me?" We don't know each other well. Why do you keep me?"

"We used to know each other?" This kind of stupid talk really doesn't look like Shangyang Jun.

"We, we, before, no, recognize, know." Zuo Zixin roared at the ears of Sunday Xianjun word by word. The sound shell itself was very loud, and the voice became louder after being mixed with fairy power.

After saying that, the whole Xianjun Mansion resounded with the roar of Zuo Zixin.

The more Zuo Zixin returned to Xiao Zhoushan, the more depressed she became, and the more angry she became. Pretise, Shangyangjun, he will continue to pretend. As for Shangyang Jun's amnesia, she always thought that he was a premeditated and planned conspiracy, and she didn't believe that Shangyang Jun really lost his memory at all.

Well, if you want to play with me, then I will have fun with you.

Zuo Zixin's evil tactics soared, and his eyes also flashed with evil light. Zuo Zixin, who made up his mind, changed his clothes and walked out of Xiaozhou Mountain and wandered in the fairyland.

She has been in the fairyland for a long time and hasn't visited the fairyland yet.

Bai Yun'er is leaning on the shoulder of a handsome man with a happy face. Um, really? When I looked closer, I found that Yun'er's face was not different and restless. The reason why her head has been leaning on someone's shoulder is because of a powerful hand invisibly.

"Meng Meng, I'm going out." Yun'er pouted. She hasn't been to Xiaozhou Mountain for several days. If Zuo Zuo wakes up and doesn't see her, he will be anxious.

Well, obviously, Yun'er has hypothesize. It seems that Zuo Zixin and Yun'er can't fight, so it doesn't matter.

"No." Meng Chang pulled Yun'er's head and fully showed his domineering spirit.

"Meng Meng, I haven't been out for an event for a long time." Yun'er sighed, and her small eyes flashed like an abandoned puppy.

Meng taste suppressed the pity in his heart and said coldly, "No."

Yun'er's activity is very simple, just to peep at others. In the past, when Yun'er peeped at one of the two gods, she only peeped at others to take a shower. However, the further back she went, the bolder she became, and even wanted to peep **.

He was accused of breaking the threshold by a fairy every day. You can imagine how dark his face is.

"Ha, left." Yun'er shouted and suddenly jumped out of Meng Chang's arms. Isn't the person who flew not far away her organization?

Meng Chang's face turned black. Isn't that damn woman closed? Oh, it's already a golden fairy. Whether she is a golden fairy or a local fairy, Meng Chang doesn't want her to bring bad clouds.

"Yun'er, let's go home." Meng Chang pulled Yun'er and pressed her head in his arms.

"Woo...left left..." The voice came out and was buzzed by Meng Chang's chest, which could not be transmitted far at all.

Huh? It seems that you heard the voice of Mengchang Xianjun's family? Zuo Zixin shivered and remembered that the woman kept calling Zuo Zuo, Zuo Zuo, Zuo Zuo, and goose bumps all over her body.

She thought that she had hallucinations.

However, as soon as she picked up her foot, her voice sounded again. She finally made sure that it was not a hallucination, so she looked around and looked for her figure. Of course, Zuo Zixin is not to communicate with her, but to find her direction and escape better.

Finally, she saw Yun'er being carried on her shoulder by Mengchang Xianjun again and packed and taken away.

She breathed a sigh of relief and carried it away.

Zuo Zixin held her cheeks and meditated. From the world of cultivation to the fairyland, she always met a lot of people. Is she attracting second-hand physique?

Oh, forget it, I don't want to, she'd better keep going.

The heroine is an accident-type physique, and the physique of encountering an accident when she goes out is like the probability of not winning a lottery ticket. A large group of people are now gathering in front of her, and one of them is Li Yue, who was taught a lesson by herself.

Well, she thinks she'd better take a detour and leave. After all, she has more important things to do now.