Chapter 1222 Memory Confusion

It was Ming Ranxie. When he saw Huan Qingyan and the others coming, he quickly said, "Gongzi Ya seems to be possessed by an evil spirit! I asked him to look at the crazy saint's handwriting. When he came, he stared at the surroundings for a while, and then stopped moving." "

Tuoba Yan is well-informed, "Don't touch him, he has fallen into some kind of memory confusion now!"

Memory loss?

Huan Qingyan looked at Jimoya worriedly. Jimoya's expression was painful and even fearful. These expressions rarely appeared on him.

Who is Gongzi Ya? The model of the fairy prince has always been gentle, personable, and charming to death!

How could there be pain, fear, panic?

"Memory confusion, I seem to have heard that it means sealing the painful memories and not touching them at ordinary times. Once this memory is triggered, it will be very painful?" Baili Jiabao asked.

Tuoba Yan replied, "Yes, he cannot be disturbed when he is trapped in memory confusion. He can only wake up on his own, otherwise he may be addicted to this painful memory forever."

Only Shangqiu Mengqian heartlessly clapped his hands and applauded, "It turns out that Jimo Ya also has sad and painful times. That's great. I really want to sneak attack and disturb him, so that he will die in pain due to memory confusion. Qingqing is It’s mine.”

Huan Qingyan gave him a sharp look, "Shut up! How dare you!"

Shangqiu Mengqian was yelled at and pursed his lips, "Don't you dare, I don't agree, I will never do this."

Nangong Beichen said, "Where are the writings of the Mad Saint? Let's take a look."

Ming Ranxie pointed to a big stone, "Here! There are signs of fighting over there..."

Nangong Beichen, Baili Jiabao and others went over to take a closer look.

Huan Qingyan didn't move, and she couldn't recognize the Crazy Saint's handwriting.

Standing by Jimo Ya's side, Jimo Ya has a handsome figure, a jade tree facing the wind, and is elegant and graceful.

Seeing his pain, Huan Qingyan wanted to help him share some of the pain, but was unable to do anything.

Suddenly she thought of the concentric knot between them, and tried to use the concentric knot to feel what he was feeling now.

Sure enough, it was somewhat useful, and it seemed to sense some negative emotions.

Simply close your eyes and feel with your heart...

She saw a dark, cold and damp place. There was no daylight here. There was only a small cave on the top of a high mountain, and some faint light shone from the cave.

A child of about four or five years old looked in the direction of the light with a pair of dull eyes.

His body is small, and there are countless snakes crawling around under his feet. Among them is a purple-red snake head, greedily sucking the blood from his leg...

The child seemed to be numb. After experiencing this situation thousands of times, the child did not resist or cry. He just stared blankly at the little light outside.

Huan Qingyan's heart tightened, what kind of despair could make such a terrifying scene silent.

She wanted to see the child's face and appearance clearly, but no, she couldn't see it.

All he could see was his eyes.

With the loss of blood, the child's eyes became more dull, painful, desperate, fearful, and confused.

It was exactly the same as the expression on Jimo Ya's face at this moment.

No matter how dull Huan Qingyan is, she still knows what this scene is about. This child is Jimo Ya when he was a child!

Isn't he the son of the Jimo family?

Shouldn't a person of such status and status should be held in the palm of one's hand and grown up like a pearl?

Why do you have such a frightening memory? He was once trapped in a snake den and had his blood sucked by a poisonous snake?