what this kind of thing is to him, on the ntrary, is a kind of fun.
”let's go, xuanran.”
lin chaoran looked at lin xuanran and said softly.
”mm-hmm.”
lin xuanran nodded along with him. he also knew the gap between his strength and that of startled words. even if he stayed here any longer, he uld not do anything.
”what about you?”
lin chaoran turned his head and looked at nothing and asked loudly.
it was impossible for the three of them to catch the words of surprise, and he did not know what to do next without memory.
”i'm whatever.”
no memory is still such a look that does not care, easy to answer.
he does not belong to any power, nor does he need to restore his life to anyone. he only depends on his mood where he goes.
”how about ing back with us?”
lin chaoran reached out to no memory, although the strength of their two
others is already very strong, but the strength of memory is not to be underestimated. such people, if they can act with them, will also be a good help.
”yes.”
the look of amnesia became serious. he looked