Wushuang sat on the small round platform.

She has never retreated because of something, and at this time she will not give up on restoring her memories of her previous life because of fear of pain.

Memories from previous lives were too important to her. If they did not restore their memories, too many mysteries would be difficult to solve.

"I'm ready, you can start."

Wushuang took a deep breath and nodded at ?M.

?M stretched out his dry finger and pointed it at Wushuang's eyebrows.

Her appearance immediately changed and became her original appearance. Then, she felt a mess in her mind, as if she was about to lose consciousness. Just when she thought she was going to sleep, her mind suddenly felt as painful as a needle.

But this was just the beginning. Her soul seemed to be pulled violently by something, almost splitting. This pain was hard to describe. There was no place in her body that was not painful, which was even more uncomfortable than the pain of cutting out the heart bones! In just a moment, she was sweating heavily, all of which were cold sweat that came out in an instant, and the clothes on her back were soaked.

"The poison of the black spider silkworm is not easy to solve."

She heard Mu's words in a daze, but she no longer had the energy to hear what he said later.

She was fighting against pain and enduring all kinds of pain. She must restore her memory from her previous life! She didn't know how long it had passed, maybe two hours, maybe four hours, maybe longer, her forehead felt cold, and all the pain receded like a tide.

But her eyes couldn't open, and she felt a familiar breath in her mist. I don't know what someone had fed her in her mouth, but after she drank it, she fell asleep deeply.

When she woke up again, the breeze blew by and the swing rose. She subconsciously held the rope in her hand tightly.

Where did the swing come from?

Then he saw her shrinking hands and legs, and she looked up in confusion, nine handsome young men were in front of the swing, all looking at them pamperedly.

She saw two familiar eyebrows among the nine people.

Senior brother?

Senior Brother Nine?

Did she return to her childhood in her previous life? These are all nine senior brothers from her youth?

Her eyes fell on other senior brothers. This was the first time she saw the other senior brothers. It turned out that they were so kind and looked at her so doting, but when she returned to the underworld, the other senior brothers had already fallen.

"Dad is here!"

She suddenly heard her own crisp voice, with joy in her tenderness.

This is her memory, she has regained it! But why did she start to have memories from the age of three or four, and what happened before?

Without time to think about it, the nine-headed bird that covered the sky and the sun appeared. On her back was a man with a handsome tree in front of the wind. He was as handsome as jade and extremely powerful. A ray of light shone on his face, making him look as handsome as jade.

Is this the Daddy Pluto when he was young?

What she saw before was just a phantom, and she didn't see it in real detail. This was when she saw him real. She looked a little similar to him. His eyes were so gentle, and his unparalleled heart was surrounded by a warm emotion.

Immediately afterwards, countless scenes flashed by before her like a movie. She felt more and more empathy, and her emotions were getting bigger and bigger.

So sad, I'm so sad! Daddy, don't leave me! Don't! "Shuang'er, wake up! Wake up!"

Long Moshen looked at Wushuang with concern. She had been sleeping for three days and three nights. I said she should have woken up long ago, but she couldn't wake up no matter how much she called her. She sobbed from time to time, sometimes she burst into tears silently without making any sound.

But she never woke up.

"Shuang'er, that's all over. Can you wake up quickly?"

Long Moshen hugged her in his arms, with a self-blame in his deep eyes. He knew the importance of Pluto to Shuang'er, and she could not accept the fall of Pluto.

Her growth did not have the existence of a mother, and Pluto was both a father and a mother, and raised her. He never missed her growth and accompanied her for thousands of years.

He shouldn't have brought her here.

The person under him suddenly moved, and he quickly lowered his head and saw Shuang'er slowly opening his eyes.

"Shuang'er!"

Her gaze seemed to have no focus, and she looked at him without any spirit.

"Shuang'er?"

He frowned.

"Brother Shen."

Wushuang looked at him, her eyes gradually regained her spirit, and the affection in her eyes became deeper and deeper. She stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, I forgot you; I'm sorry, my recklessness has caused you such great harm... I lost my father, but I made you lose me..." "It's me that I didn't protect you, Shuang'er, don't talk about the past, can we just look at the present?"

Long Moshen hugged her gently and fell down and kissed her silk.

"Uncle..." "Why don't you call me Brother Shen anymore?

Um?"

His charming voice came to her ear, his voice low and charming.

Wushuang buried his head in his chest and didn't want to speak.

She remembered the events of her previous life, and how they met and fell in love with each other.

In short, it was a tortuous story, which was indeed as thrilling as the storytelling in the immortal world, but the storytelling was not true, it was all people's imagination.

And this "Brother Shen" was what he said to seduce her. She said she would call him Brother Shen, but he wouldn't do it. She said that many people called him Brother Shen, and he asked her to call her brother. She felt so stingy, and finally called Brother Shen.

However, she rarely shouted like this in her previous life. She often called him by his name directly, and when she was moved, she would be coaxed to shout a few times.

His tone now is very similar to that in the past, he used such a voice to charm her and shout.

"Shuang'er, just shout again."

"No."

Wushuang shook her head, it was so shameful. Originally, this title was a bit stingy, but every time he did this, she felt that it was not suitable for a special child.

"No, Uncle, I, I will tell you the serious business! I think my father may still be alive!"

Long Moshen immediately raised his head, "Really?

Why do you feel so?"

No wonder Shuang'er just cried in her sleep, and she woke up much better. It turned out that she had this kind of guess in her heart.

"I just feel that I don't have the exact evidence to prove this."

Wushuang said.

"You know him best, and you think it's very likely."

Long Moshen said to her.

"Shuang'er, have all your memories recovered?"

He asked.

Wushuang frowned, "No...but I remember most of the memories, and some missing memories seem to be irrelevant... I remember all the important things."

In her recovered memories, some of the pictures were broken, some were just fragments, and some of them were intermittent.

But why is this happening?

Her soul has no defects. The powerful mysterious man gathered all the souls for her, and her memory should not be missing.

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Chapter completed!