Chapter 238: Memory recovery

She didn't expect Jiang Tong to appear at this moment, and even risked her death to prevent her from marrying Ling Luochen.
The head hurts again, this time the pain is very serious, a lot of pictures flashed quickly in my mind, getting clearer and clearer.
When the surrounding people of Mingyu saw this, they couldn't help but talk.
"Who is he?! Why do you want to stop the demon king from getting married?!"
"This is too much!"
"It looks like a snatcher!"
...
Jiang Tong, who was suppressed by the dark guard, wanted to struggle again, squeaking! But the dark guard violently twisted his arm.
The bone suddenly broke, and the painful Jiang Tong couldn't help groaning in pain.
Enduring the severe pain, Jiang Tong couldn't help but raise his head again, and said angrily to the pale-faced Liang Yin standing on the side of the stage: "Gong Liang Yin, you should be clearer! He married you, but he wants to use you as a handle and threaten you. Lord God!"
The people around, their faces changed suddenly when they heard of the Lord.
"What does this assassin mean?!"
"What God Lord?!"
"Is it possible that the demon empress is a priest who does not fall into the city?!"
"This, how is this possible?!"
...
The audience was agitated.
Liang Yin looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and countless pictures flashed in his mind, becoming clearer and clearer.
"Yinyin..." Seeing that Liang Yin's expression was wrong, Ling Luochen hurriedly stepped forward, trying to hold Liang Yin.
But at this moment, Liang Yin's mind was very painful, and many pictures flashed by, making her have a splitting headache.
She took a step back subconsciously, raising her hand to push Ling Luochen away, and at this moment, when her palm was retracted, she accidentally hit the half of the mask on Ling Luocheng's face.
The silver mask fell and rolled far away. At this moment, Ling Luochen's appearance was completely exposed.
Liang Yin saw Ling Luochen and the face behind the mask, his brain suddenly roared, and countless memories poured into his mind instantly, scene after scene.
Under the acacia tree in Luoyue Mountain, he wins snow in white: "Girl Liangyin, I like you..."
Thousands of miles away in the bamboo house, he hugged her with affection: "Can you not leave, even if it is for me."
In the South Hall of the Ming Dynasty, his smile was gentle and sincere: "I am your husband."
...
All the goodness is just an illusion, from the beginning to the end, but a scam.
The heartache seemed to be about to split. Almost no words can express her current mood.
Ling Luochen's face suddenly paled after seeing the half-faced mask on the ground.
He noticed something wrong with Liang Yin, but he still prayed in his heart, Liang Yin must not restore his memory.
Otherwise, how should he explain all this to her?
Liang Yin looked at Ling Luochen at the moment, and after having the same face as the flower demon Ling Luochen whom Luo Yueshan knew, his whole body was shocked. In an instant, tears seemed to be broken.
Everything...is fake.
She was just being played with by his applause.
In Luoyue Mountain, she showed her affection for him, but she forbeared to leave. She learned that he was under house arrest by the Demon Emperor and tried her best to save him even if it would end with a frightening death.
But in the end, this was just a play he directed and acted by himself. After Luoyueshan said that he liked her, and after coming back to Mingyu, he made her a maidservant and deliberately set a trap to hurt her. The concubines who were appointed by him were humiliated.
Even finally sealed her memory, lingering with her every day. Now I want to marry him again.
What does he want to do? Is it like what Jiang Tong said, he married her, just wanting to use her as a handle, threatening not to become a god?
If not, how can I explain all this?
Ling Luochen looked at Liang Yin's extremely sad appearance, heartbroken, even if Liang Yin didn't say anything, he understood that all the memories of Liang Yin had been restored.
"Yinyin..." Ling Luochen's face was pale. One step forward. I want to hold Liang Yin's hand.
But it was shot directly by Liang Yin.
Liang Yin sneered, tears of laughter kept falling:
"Ling Luochen, is it fun to play with me? What did I do wrong?! Are you doing this to me?!"
"Yin Yin..." Ling Luochen's eyes were filled with panic. Want to explain, but for a while, he didn't know where to start, how should he explain, and how could he explain?
Liang Yin turned around and was about to go down the steps. Seeing this, Ling Luochen quickly reached out to pull Liang Yin's wrist.
"Yinyin! Listen to me, I really like you!"
At the moment when Ling Luochen grabbed Liang Yin's wrist, Liang Yin turned around, slapped a crisp, backhanded, and slapped Ling Luochen fiercely.
This slap was heavy, and he directly slapped Ling Luochen's face to the side. In an instant, the corners of his mouth were bleeding. The hair sideburns were also scattered.
The people around were shocked watching this scene.
"What the is going on? How does this Demon Empress fight Lord Demon Emperor?!"
"I do not know either!"
...
Liang Yin's eyes were red, and tears seemed to be broken. Looking at Ling Luochen in front of him, his eyes filled with hatred:
"Now, still want to pretend? You are disgusting!"
Liang Yin said, turned around and strode down the steps. With the long sword in his hand, Jian Feng pointed directly at the group of dark cloaked guards holding Jiang Tong, and said angrily: "Let him go!"
After seeing this scene, the surrounding dark guards couldn't help being taken aback, turning their heads and looking at them. Ling Luochen far above the high platform.
Ling Luochen did not have it. Did not go to see Liang Yin. His face was covered by the scattered sideburns.
He clenched the palm of his hand, trembling slightly, as if exhausting all his strength, and said sourly: "Let them go."
"But..." When one of the dark guards saw this, he wanted to say something.
However, the guardian standing by the side gave him a fierce look. The great guardian moved towards the surrounding dark guards, and the soul transmitted: "I have reached this situation, and I still think that Lord Demon Sovereign is not embarrassed enough, right?!"
After hearing the words of the great protector. The secret guards who surrounded Liangyin retreated.
Liang Yin squatted down and helped Jiang Tong, who had been twisted off his arm, up, and walked out of the imperial city of the Underworld. The surrounding people consciously made way for Liang Yin and them.
Jiang Tong could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Liang Yin recovering his memory, but after seeing Liang Yin's tearful and desperate expression, he could not help but press his lips tightly, his eyes filled with heartache.
For Gong Liangyin, it must be cruel to restore memory and learn such facts.
The day of the wedding. The bride and other men ran away, and Ling Luochen almost became the laughing stock of Mingyu.
But even so, no one dared to discuss this matter.
At this moment, Ling Luochen suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood at the moment Liang Yin left. Almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the big guardian on the side quickly flashed over and held him back.
Ling Luochen's work over the past few days has been very serious, and living together would consume his mental and physical strength.
In addition, he still feeds Liang Yin a lot of blood every night, which is difficult to make up for. In fact, his physical strength is overdrawn every day.　　 And the only spiritual pillar that supports him is Liang Yin. He has worked hard for this grand wedding.