She couldn't help but be stunned.
Qiao Mu thought: These scenes that were surfacing all of a sudden seemed to have just happened yesterday. They were clear and distinct in her mind.
Had she recalled memories of her master?
She knitted her brows and lowered her head. After racking her brains for a long while there, she had no choice but to heave a disappointed sigh.
Her brain was so obtuse!
How could she forget something so important. She really had the brains of a pig!
Qiao Mu gave her head a knock before looking back at Che Ruman, who was lying there motionlessly.
She strode over and narrowed her eyes.
Che Ruman was facing up, and her pupils had already dilated. It was obvious that she was dead.
But this was normal.
The moment Tan Fa afflicted Che Ruman with the blood curse, her life and cultivation were already tied together to his.
