Xi Hanzhou picked up the Scented Pouch from his waist and held it beneath his nose. He immediately felt his mind grow a little calmer.
"I happen to be a little dizzy. I'll rest for a while."
Once he fell asleep, Xi Hanzhou entered a strange, subtle state. Waves of familiar yet unfamiliar memories surged toward him, completely engulfing him.
What was going on?
Could this... be his past life?
As those familiar scenes filled his mind like a movie, he became more and more certain that this was indeed his past life.
Meanwhile, Su Qiao quickly returned to her tent with Xiao Lan and Xiao Yu, who were just as disheveled as she was.
As soon as Xiao Lan and Xiao Yu returned to the tent, one immediately went to fetch hot water while the other helped Su Qiao prepare fresh clothes, shoes, and socks.
Su Qiao sat down beside the table, poured herself a large cup of cold tea, tilted her head back to drink it, wiped her mouth, and glared darkly.
"Xiao Si, get out here right now. Didn't you say that as long as we had a deeper exchange, he would recover his past-life memories? What's going on?"
After what had just happened, that still didn't count as a "deeper exchange"? Did that mean she had to...
She would rather follow the plan she had revised and slaughter everyone in her path, killing all those who deserved to die.
444 wasn't timid in the slightest this time.
Host, I scanned him just now. His Soul Fluctuation was extremely intense. He has definitely begun recovering his memories.
"Then why doesn't he recognize me?" Su Qiao asked, utterly puzzled.
If he had recovered his memories, he would certainly have acknowledged her at the first opportunity.
But she had