The great shaman looked at Feng Xingying a little moved, "Do you remember a young man of the Qinglong God Clan who is more beautiful than a woman?" ”

Feng Xingying felt that there was nothing wrong with his memory of Ji Jue.

"So, you know me well?" Feng Xingying looked at the Great Shaman mockingly.

"Divine Phoenix Clan Goddess, as long as you walk around the continent, who can ignore your light?

It should have been the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, why did you change your choice? He died for you, don't you really plan to avenge him?" the great shaman said eagerly, touching tears.

Feng Xingying said lightly: "Okay, I know, you can go." ”

"Queen, do you want to be a person who is deceived and used?"

"Otherwise, I'll call out indecent at once, and I'll see if the great shaman of the indecent queen will still be respected by the orcs." Feng Xingying shouted:

"Do you think that I will not trust my own man, but will trust you as a great shaman full of darkness? Your heart has long been eroded by darkness, and you will eventually lead yourself to destruction!"

The great shaman knew that he couldn't seal the star shadow, so he could only sigh and leave.

However, the great shaman really did not give up, he actually got Huang Dora into the palace to accompany the star shadow, and let Huang Dora carry with him the orc clan's record of how many times the Holy Grail was used.

The way the orcs record their information is very special, their technology may have reached a certain level, and they actually carved the things passed down by their ancestors into small beads, and these small beads can top an eight-story library.

The lion tribe passed down a few small beads, and Huang Dora took one.

This kind of bead, when reading, Feng Xingying is like entering a fantasy world, and there are many books in the illusion, and each book will speak.

About the yellow chalice, about the love story of the great shaman, there is indeed a record in the book.

Feng Xingying remembered the ice phoenix Ling Chuxue whose memory was tampered with again, and it was because of the tampered memory that he forgot who the person he loved the most, thinking that he loved the demon of the old man of the thousand spiders. After that, he was used until he died.

Feng Xingying believes in Qin Molin, but her character wants things to be clear.

After Huang Duola left, Feng Xingying didn't tell Qin Molin about it anymore, but he kept trying to stitch and examine his own memories.

Her memory, she and Ji Jue do have a very intimate picture, he seems to have confessed to her, he seems to have a problem when he was about to kiss her, and they still have a big wedding.

These pictures are not as good as the pictures she has with Qin Molin, so there should be no problem with her relationship with Qin Molin.

It's just that Qin Molin in his memory seems to be very different from Qin Molin, the holy king of the orc race in front of him, especially in terms of personality.

Feng Xingying inevitably had some doubts in her heart, but she needed to dig slowly.

Qin Molin also knew that Feng Xingying was entangled in the matter of memory, and he didn't dare to force her, but he didn't dare to make food for her one day.

One day, Feng Xingying suddenly hugged Qin Molin's neck and laughed:

"Memories change, they fade, but they don't. Your cooking is so delicious that no one can learn it.

I just like your breath, and no one can imitate it. The feeling of being with you is also something that no one can imitate.

It's just that I really hate the feeling of being erased from my memory. ”