Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie's expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward.

He never would have imagined that a woman as strong as Ye Qingxue would be so weak as to faint!

"Miss Qingxue?"

He grabbed her shoulders and shook her, but Ye Qingxue didn't respond. However, he felt her steady life force, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed she was just too weak and temporarily unconscious, and she would wake up on her own soon.

Thinking of this, he completely relaxed.

But he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Just now, due to the sudden situation and excessive nervousness, all his thoughts were focused on worrying about Ye Qingxue's condition, and he hadn't paid attention to her appearance.

Now, seeing her face in her sleep,

Jun Wuxie was completely stunned, his mouth slightly open, and his pupils instantly dilated!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

He could even hear his own violent heartbeat, and he forgot to breathe.

"How could… how could there be such a beautiful person in this world…"

He felt as if he were in a dreamlike fairyland, very unreal.

Ye Qingxue was too beautiful!

This kind of beauty was so stunning that he couldn't help but forget to breathe, forgetting all thoughts except for the amazement at her appearance!

This was an indescribably beautiful face, and any words to describe it would be a blasphemy to her beauty!

Her skin, her eyes, her eyelashes, her nose, her red lips, her chin.

Every feature was so perfect that it surpassed his limit of aesthetic perception!

This kind of beauty was unimaginable.

At first glance, he had the feeling that the whole world had stopped, everything was blurred, and only this peerless face was in front of him, beautiful as a dream…

Before this, in terms of facial features, the most beautiful woman he had seen was Yue Yao.

He had always believed that Yue Yao's beauty was the ultimate of all beauty in the world.

Ji Yinlan, Yan Qingcheng, Ling Fei, and Shangguan Wanwan.

They were all stunningly beautiful, but they were still inferior to Yue Yao's beauty.

But now, Ye Qingxue in front of him, her beauty was even beyond Yue Yao's.

This beauty was no longer the ultimate beauty, but surpassed the limit.

It was so beautiful that it felt unreal, making people feel that it was more like an illusion.

He stared blankly at Ye Qingxue, trying to resist the attraction of her beautiful face, trying to look away.

But his eyes seemed to be fixed, as if they were firmly attracted.

Everyone will yearn for and love beautiful things.

Jun Wuxie was no exception.

However, he only had pure appreciation in his heart, without any blasphemous thoughts.

This woman's aura was too strong.

Even in a state of unconsciousness, she gave people a sense of inviolable majesty.

With great willpower, Jun Wuxie finally moved his gaze away from Ye Qingxue's face, forcing himself not to look anymore.

In order to divert his attention, he forcibly moved his gaze to the bronze mask beside her.

This bronze mask was very delicately crafted. The corners of the mouth of the mask were slightly upturned, giving people the feeling of a smile with a ray of sunshine.

There seemed to be a few faint cracks on the mask.

The cracks were very small, and he hadn't noticed them before because he was too far away.

Now that he was closer, he discovered them.

Jun Wuxie was a little curious.

How could a woman like Ye Qingxue like a bronze mask?

If she wanted to conceal her appearance, she could use various methods, such as using runes to conceal her face, so that no one could see through it. Why would she need a mask?

"Could there be something special about this mask?"

He thought to himself, very curious to learn something about her.

So, he reached out to the bronze mask.

The bronze mask was slightly cool to the touch, and the metal texture was very good.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the half of the Chaos Beginning Bone on his spine suddenly underwent a strange change.

As if stimulated, it instantly generated a large amount of Chaos Essence, which surged along the meridians to his hands and into the bronze mask.

"What's going on?"

He was shocked, but he saw an incredible scene!

The tiny cracks on the bronze mask were rapidly healing under the condition of absorbing the Chaos Essence, as if they had never appeared.

Almost at the same time, a mysterious aura poured into his hands, rushing straight into his brain along the meridians, and into the sea of consciousness in his soul.

With a bang!

He felt like his head was about to explode.

A burst of intense stinging pain struck, the world spun, and his eyes went black.

In the chaotic sea of consciousness, massive amounts of information emerged.

Those incomplete information fragments surged out from the depths of his sea of consciousness.

He saw that in the deepest part of his sea of consciousness, a door had appeared out of nowhere.

That door opened a crack.

Those information fragments poured out from the crack in the door, all of which were incomplete fragments of information.

These information fragments condensed into a series of blurred, incomplete picture fragments in the sea of consciousness.

"Brother Wuxie, Yao'er said that she would marry you when she grows up, but we can't go out now, we are going to die here, but Yao'er is not afraid at all…"

In the memory picture, there were two vaguely visible children, whose facial features could not be seen clearly.

"Yao'er…"

"Could it be the memory I sealed in the God Ancient World before?"

Jun Wuxie's heart shook greatly.

He tried hard to recall, wanting to piece together those memory fragments completely.

However, those memory pictures were always blurred and broken, all of which were broken fragments.

"Yao'er, these days, I am going to find a cultivation place, you stay乖乖 in the family and wait for me to come back…"

He remembered some fragments. At that time, he had already grown up, bid farewell to Yue Yao, and then went to a very quiet and beautiful valley.

In that valley, there were four beautiful women like celestial beings, who played the zither, painted, composed poems, and played chess.

Beside them was a delicate little girl like a porcelain doll.

He tried hard to see the little girl's face clearly, but that face became very blurred.

"Big brother, are you going to leave Nannan?"

The little girl's voice was filled with crying and full of unease.

"Nannan don't cry, big brother will be back soon, Nannan take this, it will accompany Nannan for a while instead of big brother, okay?"

"Yes, Nannan is very good, and will wait here with her sisters for big brother to come back."

…

Jun Wuxie's heart shook greatly, in the vague memory fragments.

The thing he gave to the little girl named Nannan was a bronze mask!

The corners of the mask's mouth were slightly upturned, exactly the same as the mask in his hand!

He tried hard to remember everything.

But the picture was broken.

Only these two things were relatively complete and clear.

In addition, there was also a noble and gentle woman who always showed him a gentle and doting look.

Was that his mother?

His heart trembled.

The fragments after that became more and more incomplete, and he could only vaguely see bloody scenes, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, riddled with holes, like a doomsday scene, a human hell…

He wanted to remember more.

At this time, the mask here was suddenly snatched away.

Before he could react, he only felt his neck tighten, and his whole body left the ground.

Without the mask in his hand, the intense pain in his brain disappeared all of a sudden.

The memory door that had opened a gap slammed shut, and all the memory fragments were silent.

He saw that Ye Qingxue had woken up at some point, looking at him with extremely cold eyes.

His neck fell into her slender jade-like fingers, and he was lifted up.

"Who told you to touch my mask!"

Ye Qingxue's voice was full of killing intent, making Jun Wuxie feel cold all over, and his body seemed to be frozen.

"Cough!" Jun Wuxie's neck was pinched so hard that he coughed, and he tried to make a sound: "I saw your mask falling on the ground, and I was curious, so I picked it up and looked at it…"

"Shut up!" Ye Qingxue interrupted him coldly: "Your hand has tainted it!"

Jun Wuxie: …

He didn't know why Ye Qingxue cared so much about this mask.

In his broken memory, this mask seemed to be his, and later he gave it to a little girl named Nannan.

How did Ye Qingxue get this mask?

If she was Nannan.

Jun Wuxie wouldn't believe it even if he was killed, they were not people of the same era at all.

Ye Qingxue was a veritable living ancient history, existing for many epochs.

And in his broken memory, the little girl named Nannan was only a person from more than ten years ago.

"You remember, this is the first time, and it will be the last time! If you dare to touch my mask again, I will kill you!"

Ye Qingxue was cold and ruthless, and threw him out casually.

Jun Wuxie's soul instantly returned to his outer body.

He was stunned and lost in thought.

Ye Qingxue's reaction was too intense, completely different from her in the past.

Those memory fragments emerged in his mind, causing him a headache.

In the God Ancient World, what was his life like?

He really wanted to know, really wanted to remember everything.

"Young Master Jun, are you awake?"

Lilia's concerned and excited voice pulled his mind back to reality.

He shook his head, no longer thinking about the memory, and gradually calmed down.

The life blood energy in his body circulated, and the scorched flesh was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the charred flesh on his body fell off, revealing a crystal-clear, golden-glowing, strong physique.

"Ah!"

Lilia, who was staring at him, exclaimed, and turned her body shyly. Her beautiful face full of exotic customs was completely red, and even her neck was covered with blush.

Hearing the cry of surprise, Jun Wuxie turned to look at Lilia, suddenly realizing something.

His old face flushed red with embarrassment, and he immediately took out a set of clothes from his storage ring and put them on.

Across the tribulation zone, hundreds of miles away.

The face beneath Shangguan Wanwan's veil also flushed a rosy hue.

That guy actually went stark naked in public.

She remembered the scene in that mountain cave, where she was completely naked, her entire body seen by him, and her heart was filled with shame and anger, and she couldn't help but grind her teeth fiercely.

Beside her, the Ice Cloud Tower Master, who was usually as calm as still water and had few desires, had a look of astonishment on her face, followed by a flash of discomfort in her eyes.

The male martial artists from various forces had rather interesting expressions, and the things they had glimpsed in that fleeting moment appeared in their minds, and they even felt a sense of inferiority.

Those who cultivate the physical body are indeed shockingly strong.

The Sect Leaders of the Medicine King Sect and the Spirit Control Sect were inwardly amazed.

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