On the Starry Sky Railway, people drew their swords billions of times

............

The scenes of memories kept circling, and countless memories, some of which were extremely familiar, some of which had long been forgotten, flooded into Zhongqiu's mind.

From the sword that broke the star raft when he first entered the school, to the sword that opened the gate of heaven in the martial arts arena, to the sword that opened the gate of heaven under the immortal tree, and then to the sword that opened the gate of heaven under the immortal tree.......

The scenes that impressed him one by one appeared in front of Zhongqiu's eyes, like an old black-and-white movie.

The pictures of memory were like a long string of films waiting to be baptized, appearing one by one in front of Zhongqiu, and then flashing by.

Sometimes, it was like an annoying old-fashioned camera, and every time it reached a key scene, there would be a short freeze, as if it was recording something.

Segments of the picture stretched by, and looking at these memories, Zhongqiu's understanding of time became clearer and clearer in his heart.............

After a while, the memory scene was played to Xuanye Avenue, where Zhongqiu killed the demon with his sword.

Click!!!

For some reason, at this point, the picture that was flying by seemed to be paused.

The clear picture froze little by little, until finally, it completely stopped at the original place, and the sound of"sizzling" continued.

It was as if the film was completely destroyed by some unspeakable force at this moment. Even as the person involved, Zhongqiu's browsing of these memory scenes became intermittent.

The consciousness in his mind seemed to be forcibly cut off by an extremely powerful force.

It seemed that the next scene had already transcended the scope of memory, and a certain high and mighty existence did not allow mortals to touch it.............

""Hey, what's going on?"

A faint voice suddenly echoed in Yu Zhongqiu's mind. Although it was fleeting, he was keenly aware of it.

‘What sound? '

Hearing this strange sound, Zhongqiu instantly concentrated his mind and focused on everything around him.

But the strange sound just now, as if it was an illusion, never appeared again.

The memory film in the foggy space resumed smoothness again and continued to play the pictures.

Zhongqiu looked closely and saw that he had just fallen into the backyard of the Shen Ce Mansion.

It seemed that the scene from the killing of the demon's body and the hearing of the noisy sound to the time he entered the memory space was all skipped!

Before he could think about it carefully, the familiar tall figure in his memory appeared again. Looking at the heroic Jing Liu in the picture, Zhongqiu couldn't help but fall into fascination.

‘My wife is still as charming as ever, but you must wait for me to come back and save you! '

Zhongqiu pondered in his heart............

But the next second, when he raised his head again and looked at the scene in his memory, he felt that everything in front of him was extremely blurry.

In the depths of his mind, the scene of his first encounter with Jing Liu had become blurry.

In the past, everything that would immediately come to mind when he closed his eyes.

Now, he couldn't remember it.

‘What's going on? '

Feeling the changes in his mind, Zhongqiu shook his head vigorously, trying to calm his mind, and tried to recall the scene of their first meeting again.

But this time, the situation was more serious than before.

Zhongqiu recalled carefully, and his thoughts seemed to be in chaos, and painful emotions arose in his mind.

It seemed that he was losing something that was extremely important to him.

The scene that was once so familiar completely disappeared from Zhongqiu's memory.

At this moment, he could only barely remember a certain action of Jingliu or a certain sentence he said.

Those looks, voices, clothes, and all impressions of the entity have all disappeared.............

‘Am I losing my memory?'

Zhongqiu slapped his head hard, trying to recall all the memories he had with Jingliu in the past year.

However, no matter how he thought about it, no matter what method he used, it was all in vain.

Pain filled his heart, and Zhongqiu could clearly realize that he was losing extremely important memories.---Memories of Jingliu.

Pain, sadness, and thoughts of Jingliu filled Zhongqiu's mind, making it difficult for him to maintain basic rationality.

Zhongqiu tried his best to recall everything in the past, but it was useless. The loss of memory was still clearly visible.............

‘No, it's not amnesia!'

After a moment, Zhongqiu shook his head violently and suddenly realized.

He was too concerned about the memory of the mirror flow, and was in a strange space, which caused his mind to panic for a short time.

At this moment, when he calmed down and thought seriously, he soon realized the key point.

‘Voice! The voice just now! That's not an illusion!

Thinking back carefully, Zhongqiu instantly grasped the key to the problem.

Just now, he heard a faint sound of surprise in the dark.

At that time, he thought it was his own illusion and didn't pay much attention to it.

Now thinking about it, the truth is far from as simple as imagined.............

‘Who is it?

After figuring out this fact, Zhongqiu began to analyze it seriously.

First of all, the Chiming Clan can be ruled out. Although they really want to get his memory method.

But for the Chiming Clan, there is no need to take such a big risk.

What's more, he is the strongest swordsman of the new generation of the Cloud Cavalry Army. If something really happens, the Chiming Clan will definitely pay a huge price.

For them, this matter is simply not worth the loss.

‘Can...If it wasn't the Chiming Clan, who else could it be?

Zhongqiu pondered in his heart, wondering which force would risk offending the Immortal Boat Alliance to forcibly snatch his memory.

‘Wait a minute......Memory? Could it be Liuguang Yiting?

Thinking of memory, Zhongqiu's mind was like a flash of lightning, and he figured out everything in an instant.

"It’s not Liuguang Yiting, it’s the Memory Thief!!!"

Zhongqiu suddenly understood everything and exclaimed with certainty.............

"Congratulations, you guessed it right!���, your memory will soon belong to me!"

A smug and treacherous laugh sounded again, the tone was exactly the same as the exclamation just now!

Hearing the other party's words, Zhongqiu was angry, but he could do nothing.

He knew very little about the spiritual aspect. The only thing he knew was that Yunqi Academy had taught the art of controlling the sword with distracted spirits.

But at that time, Zhongqiu was only concerned with practicing the art of drawing swords, so he had no time to learn the so-called art of controlling the sword with distracted spirits.

Feeling the memory in his mind slipping away bit by bit, Zhongqiu was helpless!

"Hey, let's go!"

After a while, the familiar evil laugh sounded again, and he was about to leave Zhongqiu's memory space happily.

"No! You can't leave!"

In the memory space, a cold voice sounded, like a high god, judging the memory thief!............