My Master is a God - Chapter 3095

[Chapter 3095 Iceberg Beauty]

“I hope so~” Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly.

He never expected Qiu’er to lose her memory.

“Don’t worry, sir. Moxia and I have been telling Qiu’er about your deeds over the years. She knows you now.” Qiao Fu’s comfort was actually pale in Yang Yiyun’s ears.

“How is Qiu’er’s cultivation?” Yang Yiyun asked Qiao Fu again.

When he said this, Qiao Fu was shocked and said with energy: “Reporting to sir, we can’t see Qiu’er’s cultivation level now, but it is certain that she is very strong.”

Yang Yiyun nodded, indicating that he understood. It seems that Qiu’er has overcome the difficulties here and has reached a higher level of cultivation.

“How does the power of Shura’s blood affect you?” Yang Yiyun asked again.

“It was very difficult at the beginning. Moxia and I couldn’t resist it at all. Later, after Qiu’er’s cultivation level improved greatly, she completely suppressed the power of Shura’s blood. Then Moxia and I could start to practice. Now there is no effect, but Qiu’er’s changes are not affected by Shura’s blood.” Qiao Fu answered.

Yang Yiyun sighed. Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. He had guessed this.

For some things, you have to pay for them. Qiu’er’s change was obviously due to Shura’s blood.

But fortunately, she was fine. As long as she was still alive, everything else would be fine.

Yang Yiyun would find a way to help her with her amnesia, or he believed that she would recover.

As the two were talking, two figures walked out of the mist.

Yang Yiyun had a general understanding of the situation. At

this moment, he became uneasy. He knew that Qiu’er had appeared.

Sure enough, Qiu’er in black and Wu Moxia in blue appeared in his sight.

They soon came in front of him.

“Mr. Qiu’er is here~” Wu Moxia said.

Yang Yiyun’s eyes had already fallen on Wu Moqiu, who was dressed in black.

“Qiu’er~”

he shouted with a trembling voice.

At this moment, Wu Moqiu also looked up at him.

The two were ten meters apart.

Wu Moxia silently stepped aside and left the space for the two.

She told her sister everything she was told. In fact, she had been telling her about the past for so many years.

The topic of Mr. is even more important.

But…

my sister still can’t remember.

I hope she can now.

…

Yang Yiyun looked at Wu Moqiu and after she called out “Qiu’er”, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Wu Moqiu in front of him didn’t react at all. She had a cold look on her face, without any expression, and her face was calm.

Yang Yiyun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

This is not his Qiu’er.

Qiu’er is the one who sticks to him the most and likes him the most.

The title of Mr. was introduced by Qiu’er in Yunmen, and only those who are closest to him have it .

He really wants Qiu’er to see him and call him Mr..

Unfortunately, Qiu’er’s face didn’t have any expression or fluctuation at this time.

He looked at her, and she also stared at him, but didn’t speak.

Yang Yiyun felt a little blocked in his heart.

But after taking a deep breath, he slowly stepped forward. He

came to Wu Moqiu.

He said softly: “Qiu’er, I’m here to take you home.”

While speaking, Yang Yiyun reached out and gently stroked a strand of her long hair on the left, thinking about contacting her as before.

But…

the next moment…

“Hiss~”

When his hand touched Qiu’er’s forehead, he couldn’t help but gasp. He

withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

And his hand was frozen at this moment. It

was bone-chilling cold.

Yang Yiyu hurriedly practiced his skills to stop the cold from spreading and freezing, otherwise he felt that his whole body would be frozen by the Dongcheng popsicle.

Even if it was stopped, there was still a layer of frost on his right hand.

Just touching Qiu’er’s forehead had such a huge icy force.

Yang Yiyu couldn’t help but gasp.

What happened to Qiu’er?

It felt like she didn’t do it on purpose, but it was her instinctive reaction.

“Qiu’er, don’t call him sir…” Wu Moxia saw that Yang Yiyu’s hand was frozen, and immediately shouted to her sister anxiously.

But Yang Yiyu waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Because he felt that Qiu’er didn’t do it on purpose, but it was instinctive.

Maybe she herself couldn’t control it.

The Holy Mother of Xuanyin was originally based on the ultimate Xuanyin between heaven and earth.

If Qiu’er was her reincarnation, she would have gained the power of Xuanyin by practicing here, and she would have the incomparable Xuanyin energy in her body. It was understandable that there was such a scene.

But he felt a little distressed that Qiu’er would become like this. Qiu’er used to be a good girl in front of him, very kind and well-behaved.

But now Qiu’er…

he felt that she exuded a sense of coldness from the inside out.

Not only was her power cold, but the temperament emanating from her soul was like an iceberg.

Now she has truly turned into an iceberg beauty.

She is still so stunning.

But compared with the past, after losing her innocence and well-behavedness, Qiu’er’s temperament now has not only coldness, but also maturity. When looking at her, Yang Yiyu felt a little depressed. Is

this also the price of her evolution?

Indeed, the aura exuded by Qiu’er at this moment made him feel that he seemed to be a little stronger than him.

Yang Yiyun looked at Qiu’er and took a deep breath and said, “Qiu’er, I…”

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Qiu’er finally spoke, “I know, my sister said you are my husband, but I don’t remember you, but I feel a little familiar.”

This was the first sentence she said when she looked at him.

Yang Yiyun finally felt better after hearing this, but he was also more sad. She really forgot about him. If it weren’t for Wu Moxia and Qiao Fu’s indoctrination, she might reject him, right?

Yang Yiyun thought to himself, but he took a step forward, slowly opened his arms, hugged her, and said, “Can I take you home?”

He hugged Qiu’er in his arms. Although he had already prepared to be invaded by the icy power of Qiu’er, when he really hugged her, he still felt Qiu’er’s whole body tremble, and suddenly the cold air came, and his arms and body began to freeze…

However, Yang Yiyun didn’t care. Although it was piercing, it couldn’t hurt him. He just wanted to hug her. He couldn’t think about what sins she had suffered here to have her current cultivation.

Everything has a price, and Yang Yiyun felt sorry for her.

When he felt that his whole body was about to be frozen and he was losing his intuition, the next moment he felt a flash of light on Qiu’er’s body, and Yang Yiyu immediately felt that all the freezing coldness had dissipated, including the ice on his body.

He knew that it was Qiu’er who took it back and helped him dispel the coldness. He

looked at Qiu’er in his arms with joy.

At this moment, she looked expressionless and looked at him. When their eyes met, Qiu’er’s eyes were sparkling with tears, and she shed tears and said, “I feel bad, I don’t know why, I don’t want you to get hurt, my head hurts…ah~”

“Qiu’er~”

“Boom~”

A great force burst out from Qiu’er’s body, and it shook Yang Yiyu away.

She squatted on the ground holding her head, and seemed to be in great pain.

Yang Yiyu was anxious and shouted, “Qiu’er, what’s wrong with you…”

(End of this chapter)