After the Bigshot Lost His Memory, He Became My Spirit Pet

"Child, go save him!" Her parents, who had died three years ago, appeared in a dream, telling their daughter to go to the graveyard to save a living being.

Thinking it was just a nigh...

Chapter 143 Crescent Moon had instructed Wan'er not to move.

It was as if I saw myself, wearing a crown and a shimmering demon king's robe, one hand on my hip, the other waving, standing majestically atop a magnificent palace...

Qianfo couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"Ouch!" His fingers twitched, touching the wound again, and a wave of pain snapped Qianfo back to reality. He carefully moved his body; the stiffness was still there. Qianfo took a deep breath.

He braced himself on the armrest, bent over to one side, reached under his seat, pulled out a can of skull-themed beverage, and peeled off the sealed cap.

"Glug glug!" After taking a few big gulps, Qianfo caught his breath. Although his wounds were difficult to heal, he had at least regained some of his strength...

Lin Fang, that bitch, is full of yin energy and has pretty good blood. It's really strange, because women with strong yin energy are basically fond of honor and are the easiest to get ahead.

To be honest, Bai Rui went to great lengths to find this kind of Yin woman. And this person is so obedient; we really can't do without him. That's why I've been able to tolerate his slightest bit of audacity.

As the body gradually recovers.

With a whoosh, a layer of black mist rose, and Thousand Buddha stood up from beside the stone chair, moving his body swiftly like a snake. Instead of going through the cave entrance, he leaped out of the window...

Dusk was approaching.

In Wan'er's apartment, the two people and the cat sat on the sofa, each with a somewhat solemn expression, including the blue cat.

“Wan’er,” Mercury looked up at Wan’er, “it seems we have to move.”

"Move?" Wan'er shook her head and gave a bitter smile. "Our opponent is no ordinary one. If we are not prepared, even if we hide at the ends of the earth, we will probably be found very soon."

“But now, dark elves have their eyes on you. You need to find a place to hide for a while.” Mercury frowned.

“Uncle, I know you’re worried about me,” she looked up at Mercury, her eyes sparkling, “but where can we hide in this situation?”

"This!" Mercury was at a loss for words. "In short, I'm afraid we can't stay here anymore."

"Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something." Wan'er looked up at everything in the room, her expression somewhat sorrowful. "When we bought this house, my mother told me that no matter what, I must not leave here."

"Is that so?" Mercury was taken aback. "But there's nothing special about this place."

“At first I thought so too, but now that I know my mother’s identity, I’m convinced that there’s a reason she said that. I’m sure there’s some hidden meaning behind it.” Wan’er’s eyes were firm as she reached out and touched the little prince beside her. “I believe that after a while, the truth will come out.”

"In that case, we won't move." Mercury nodded.

“Uncle, these past few days you’ve told me a lot about the mysteries of spiritual power, and I think I’ve grasped some of it.”

This other world looks mysterious and strange, but upon closer inspection, it seems quite simple.”

"Oh? Then tell me, what's so simple about it?" Seeing Wan'er's words, Mercury raised her eyebrows, her narrowed eyes widening as she stared at Wan'er with amusement. She then put her feet down on the sofa, resting her hands on her knees, looking as if she was waiting to listen.

Wan'er didn't refuse and said, "All things in heaven and earth are interconnected. People and things in this world are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, yet also mutually beneficial. They exist in their own spaces, each following its own trajectory, endlessly cycling..."