Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Fortunately, Liu Erlong's injuries were less severe.

It also overflows onto the body surface.

"Dean Liu, I may need to use the black flames from earlier later. Please forgive me!"

Ye Qiu looked up and greeted Liu Erlong first to avoid any misunderstandings.

Liu Erlong, who had been staring blankly at Ye Qiu, suddenly met Ye Qiu's Sharingan gaze.

Like a key...

As her face flushed slightly, memories began to replay in her mind.

A vague figure, blue hair, eyes that flicker between blue and red...

Her best friend, Tang Yuehua, and a woman in purple robes who aroused her hatred...

At such close range, overwhelmed by the memories in his mind, Liu Erlong even began to murmur.

"Ye Qiu... Ye~ Hmm?"

Chapter 218 Unsealing Memories

He noticed something was wrong with her.

Ye Qiu frowned, thinking that his Sharingan's unconventional nature was acting up again.

He immediately looked away from his Sharingan.

Liu Erlong was also taken aback.

The memories that just flooded my mind.

And then, like the tide, it receded quickly.

No matter how hard she tried to persuade her to stay, she couldn't recall those things again.

My chest feels a little sore...

But when she looked at Ye Qiu, she felt an increasing sense of familiarity and peace...

Liu Erlong glanced at Ye Qiu, who had his eyes downcast, and wanted to recapture that feeling.

But after seeing his arm still bleeding.

I managed to suppress my somewhat impatient heart.

Nod slightly.

"Yes, I believe you... Come on..."

Looking at Liu Erlong, whose eyes were glistening with tears and whose expression had softened considerably, with a strange expression.

He didn't understand why this guy's emotions were so volatile.

Let's put these aside for now.

Ye Qiu nodded gently and continued with the healing process.

With a slight opening of his blood-red Sharingan, a small black flame landed on Liu Erlong's snow-white arm, which was mixed with peach-pink.

The black flames swept across the skin's surface, quickly clearing away the blood-red soul energy.

Then, under Ye Qiu's control, the black flames passed through the blood-red hole.

With the Sharingan granting X-ray vision, it also makes one an exceptional surgeon.

Ye Qiu's meticulous appearance caught Liu Erlong's eye.

My heart was pounding.

Back then... it seems there was someone who took care of me in the same way.

I just can't remember...

Gradually, half an hour passed.

Ye Qiu had already cleaned away all the blood-red soul power that was wrapped around the wound.

Two warm hands suddenly covered the two holes.

She covered Liu Erlong's arm.

A faint green light suddenly shone through, and Liu Erlong felt a slight itch.

When Ye Qiu removed his hand, the wound had disappeared.

The entire arm was restored to its original state, becoming incredibly smooth, fair with a rosy glow, as smooth as mutton-fat jade...

Ye Qiu was not stingy either.

It operated at full power, continuously healing the other injuries on Liu Erlong's body.

A warm life force coursed through her body, a warmth that made her feel as if she were basking in the winter sun...

"Alright, Dean Liu... your injuries have all healed." Ye Qiu gently wiped away the few beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Now can you answer my question?"

Ye Qiu, having closed his Sharingan, quickly raised his head.

Seeing the tears streaming down Liu Erlong's face, he was somewhat at a loss.

"Uh... Dean Liu? I hurt you..."

Ye Qiu looked at Liu Erlong, whose face appeared normal but whose eyes were dripping with tears, with a strange expression.

Can't figure it out.

Suddenly, Liu Erlong reached out his hand towards Ye Qiu.

"Dean Liu, you...!!"

Ye Qiu quickly dodged, but was suddenly tackled to the ground by her.

She was slim where she should be slim, and full-figured where she should be full, with a perfectly proportioned, voluptuous body like that of a young married woman.

She pressed herself against Ye Qiu, sticking tightly to him.

Although there was some blood and dirt on them, a faint fragrance of flowers still lingered, making one feel refreshed and relaxed...

The undulating lines were particularly clear to Ye Qiu, so soft that it seemed to draw one in completely...

Even when dressed, she exudes an irresistible charm.

"Dean Liu, what are you trying to do?" Ye Qiu pushed her shoulder, his Sharingan eyes flickering in and out of view.

Snapped!

Two soft pattering sounds rang out.

Ye Qiu looked at Liu Erlong, who was cupping his cheeks, with great confusion.

Liu Erlong, her cheeks flushed, placed her palms against Ye Qiu's cheeks and whispered:

"Ye Qiu, look at me! Keep looking at me..."

"Huh?! Dean Liu, what are you doing?!"

Ye Qiu grabbed her arm, trying to remove it.

I have absolutely no idea what she's doing.

But Liu Erlong gritted his teeth and held on tightly, refusing to give up.

Ye Qiu's struggle sent a tingling sensation through her soft flesh... Her long eyelashes fluttered, creating a slight wave of heat...

Even though the ground beneath her was uneven and very uncomfortable, she pressed down on it with a blush on her face.

This is her chance to regain those memories!

"Ye Qiu! Activate your Martial Soul; it can help me regain my memories!"

"Recovering memories?!"

Ye Qiu was taken aback, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

But the struggle has also ceased.

Otherwise he'll make a fool of himself... You can't just shake it like that...

“That’s right… regain your memories!” Liu Erlong stared intently at Ye Qiu, quite forcefully, and pressed her forehead directly against his.

Ye Qiu looked at Liu Erlong, whose eyes were streaked with tears, and tentatively asked:

"Are you sure? My martial soul... is a little... off..."

"I'm sure! Every time we look into each other's eyes, something comes to mind, and I can feel... that you're very important to me...!"

Liu Erlong looked at Ye Qiu seriously, and interrupted before Ye Qiu could finish speaking.

A gentle breeze carried a faint fragrance to Ye Qiu's nose.

Ye Qiu didn't speak, but silently activated his martial soul.

He was confident in his composure; even if he lost control, he could quickly exit the Divine Might Space.