Taoist Companion Has Forgotten Me? His Old Enemies Lined up to Beg Me for Mercy

Wen Linghua and Xie Jingchen had been in a contract for three hundred years, and the entire fairy world knew that the cold and noble head of Tianyan Sect was eaten to death by her. Until he failed to overcome the tribulation and his memory was damaged, he remembered everyone but forgot her. "Fellow Taoist, who are you?" Xie Jingchen pointed his sword at her, his eyes as cold as frost. Wen Linghua smiled and turned around to go to the Northern Wilderness Secret Realm—the dangerous place he was about to lead his team to. What she didn't know was that there were two pairs of eyes in the darkness that had been watching her for three hundred years. Chu Zhaoran, the young master of the Demon Realm, played with the ring ring engraved with albizia flowers: "He doesn't want you anymore, is it my turn?" Shen Qingci, the former senior brother of Tianyan Sect, stroked his wine glass: "It's been three hundred years, it's my turn to stand in front of her." A Taoist monk who had forgotten her, and two people who had been waiting for her for three hundred years. The secret realm of the Northern Wasteland was opened. This time, she wanted the person who had forgotten her to remember her name again.