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Chapter 1029: My hands are itchy too

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Ye Xuanji sighed: "But it is too cruel to erase his memory. No matter what the result is, he loved him once again. He had made this big mistake because his memory was tampered with. If he erased his memory now, he would be afraid that he would fight to you if he recovered his memory..."

Hua Wuxiang smiled and said, "Just fight, it's better than being so irresistible than being so irresistible. Besides, I'm also itchy."

Ye Xuanji took a breath and glanced at him coldly: "When you were so scared, you wanted to erase my memories. If I really forgot you, I would not try my best to collect your soul, and you would not come back so soon... Moreover, if I recover my memory in the future, I would hate you even more!"

Hua Wuxiang rubbed her eyebrows: "Madam, what do you want to say?"

Ye Xuanji sighed: "I think you'd better ask the parties about their opinions."

Hua Wuxiang looked at the Di Shiyin who was wrapped in him like a rice dumpling: "He probably won't agree, and after he woke up, he was afraid he would seek death again. We are not his son, nor his followers, and it is impossible to be by his side for the rest of his life. It's better to wipe away his memories once and for all..."

Ye Xuanji glanced at him and smiled: "When will you erase the memory of the gods? A newly cultivated method?"

Hua Wuxiang was a little furious when she laughed and beat her up: "Yes, I've been cultivated. But I haven't done an experiment yet, so I don't know the effect..."

Ye Xuanji held his sleeve, his big eyes flashing at him: "Why don't you try it on me first?"

What?! Hua Wuxiang's face turned dark and she pulled her into her arms: "Okay, why are you thinking about it again?"

Ye Xuanji said leisurely: "I think we have been married for ten thousand years, and there is not much freshness between each other. I want to try if I lose my memory, will I still remember you? Maybe I will be as touched by you as this emperor..."

Hua Wuxiang's arm tightened and smiled and bounced her forehead: "Do you need to try again? Have you forgotten that you lost your memory back then, and even stabbed me for your senior brother? I have always hated me..."

Ye Xuanji curled his mouth and looked at him coldly: "Are you going to get the account?"

Hua Wuxiang raised her hand: "I dare not! I'm just telling a fact. Okay, madam, don't bother me anymore. I'll try to use the new spell to eliminate his memory before chatting with you-"

A faint white light came out of his fingertips, and he reached out to press God's forehead, and suddenly stopped!

In no time, Di Shiyin opened his eyes and was looking at him coldly—

Hua Wuxiang withdrew her hand and sighed softly: "Emperor, you are awake so badly! I believe you have heard the chat between us and our wife. How about it? Do you want me to help you erase your memory? Empty this memory, you are still the elegant and ruthless Emperor, and you won't be too heartbroken..."

Indra closed his eyes slightly and asked him just one sentence: "Why didn't you lose memory when Shah was so devastated?"
Chapter completed!
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