"I don't think so." Su Qiao always regarded him as a patient of Dissociative Identity Disorder, and he didn't feel any fear at all.
Zhao Jingting raised the corners of his mouth and gently squeezed her palm. "Since we don't feel anything, there's nothing to say."
"Let's go overseas, look for the medicinal materials you mentioned, and see the tribes you want to see."
"Before I leave, I want to hypnotize you and seal off part of your memory." Su Qiao was afraid that something might go wrong on the road, so he decided to give it a try.
Zhao Jingting did not hesitate. "Okay."
The two took Uncle Ya and Qingyang back to Small Wooden House where they lived before.
Uncle Ya knew that the matter was very important, so he took Qingyang to guard the door.
In the room, after Su Qiao made an appointment with 444, he began to hypnotize Zhao Jingting.
After Zhao Jingting's consciousness entered the world she constructed, 444 saw the opportunity and sealed his memories of the previous eighteen years.
After 444 was completed, Su Qiao decisively guided Zhao Jingting's consciousness and constructed a rough life experience for him.
After finishing everything, everyone and each system stared closely at the person on the bed, waiting for him to wake up.
After about five or six minutes, the person on the bed finally opened his eyes.
Su Qiao hurriedly approached and asked in a low voice, "Do you still know me?"
The man seemed not to be fully awake yet, so he blinked. "Wife."
"?"
Could it be that he has become some kind of character again?
And it's at this juncture.
Or maybe Xiaosi's actions stimulated him?
Su Qiao's face is full of question marks.
[Xiao Si, failed?]
[Probably not. I have already used this operation on you once before, so it should not fail.]
Is it because Great Demon King's soul is too powerful that it can't control it?
But it didn't feel resistance or rejection when it was operating just now, and it easily sealed all his memories of the previous eighteen years in the memory ball, leaving only the memory of the last year.
444 bit his claws, looking puzzled.
Just when everyone was confused about the situation, the man on the bed suddenly hugged Su Qiao, then turned her over and pressed her on the bed, staring at her with joy on his face:
"Qiaoqiao, wife, baby, dear Little Ya, am I so happy to see my husband that I can almost fly?"
444 was stunned.
[Holy shit, could it be that the memory of Great Demon King from some plane has awakened?]
Su Qiao's face wrinkled up, and he used his palm to support the man's mouth. "Who are you? What's your name? Tell me your name."
"Who do you think I am?"
The man shamelessly licked her palm and smiled with excitement.
Haha, just say that as long as you are sincere, making a wish is still useful.
No, aren't they together again?
"My surname is Lao, and my name is Gong. You can just call me husband."
"Or add a prefix, kiss my dear husband."
So shameless, Su Qiao has really only seen one.
She pinched his chin, looked at his eyes carefully, and said tentatively, "Ding Jihan?"
The man was very happy and leaned over and kissed her hard on the face.
"So you still remember me. I thought you had forgotten about me even while playing here."
Su Qiao seemed to have been struck by lightning, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Wocao, why are you following me?"
The man was unhappy and bit her finger hard as punishment. "What are you talking about? You don't welcome me here?"
"Also, you actually went out behind my back, Hong Xing!"