Chapter 277
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It fell on Ye Yunlan's fair cheeks.
He was reading a book.
The chains on his wrists rang softly as he flipped the book. The chains fell to the ground and sank into the shadows of the corner.
The chains on his limbs had been since the Demon Lord took them? When he first put them on, they didn't? Again? He took them off.
Others couldn't see the existence of the chains, but the heavy feeling wasn't an illusion.
Usually, these chains wouldn't restrict him from moving around the demon palace.
Only when? When he wanted to walk out of the demon palace, these chains would pull him, making him unable to take half a step out.
He didn't know where the end of the chains was.
Should? It was in the hands of the Demon Lord.
He once told the Demon Lord that he felt that the Demon Lord was superfluous.
And the chains were very heavy. He didn't like them.
But the Demon Lord still stubbornly believed that he would escape after the chains were untied.
He said he wouldn't.
The Demon Lord insisted that he would.
Facts proved that it was impossible to reason with a lunatic.
And after talking, he would be tortured even more.
After a few times, Ye Yunlan was too lazy to talk.
He didn't have much strength and didn't want to spend every day on the bed.
Did? Did he still need to do many things? Think.
Even if it was strenuous, he still needed to do it? Think.
For example, the Transfer Spell.
He had been under this spell for a long time? More than two hundred years.
More than two hundred years of incomplete love and desire. He used his own obsession to piece together and understand love. He could distinguish the difference between his heart's feelings for Chen Weiyuan and the Demon Lord, but he couldn't distinguish the feelings for the Demon Lord of the previous life and the Demon Lord of this life.
If he removed the Transfer Spell, would he be able to ask his own heart?
He had been thinking about this point.
However, according to the records found in the Void Temple in his previous life, the only way to remove the Transfer Spell was to obtain the heart blood of the person he loved.
But the Transfer Spell had made him forget all his memories of that person.
He didn't know who that person was.
And Chen Weiyuan said that person was called Ling 'er.
Ling 'er.
He whispered this name in his heart for a moment, vaguely feeling a trace of familiarity.
But he still couldn't remember it at all.
If he guessed correctly, when Chen Weiyuan planted the Transfer Spell on him in his previous life, it should have been... Not far from when he was expelled from Tenzong. The person Chen Weiyuan mentioned was most likely Tenzong's disciple.
Did he need it? She searched for Tenzong's disciples whom she had never seen in her past life.
But in his previous life, his name contained the two words Ling 'er, and he didn't have it in his previous life? There was only one person he had met.
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