Memory (3)

"From this moment on, use the recording jade slip to record all my subsequent actions."

The Diamond Sect's ancestor and shadow were stunned and hurriedly obeyed.

"Master, what happened?" The Diamond Sect's ancestor asked carefully.

"I suspect that there's a certain power that interferes with my cognition and weakens my memories of certain things."

Xu Qing's eyes turned increasingly cold. He walked into the Prison Department, the 57th floor, and… Area D132!

It was unknown when it started, but Area D132 wasn't as dark and cold.

It was unknown when it started, but the head didn't speak much. The cloud beast no longer ate its tentacles and the spinning of the millstone became rough. However, the old man from the Painting Race appeared frequently.

Perhaps the shadow and the Diamond Sect's ancestor had contributed in this aspect.

After Xu Qing entered D132 and sensed everything here, this thought rose in his mind.