"What...... You don't know what your name is?" the girl's answer surprised Meng Jianwen.

No wonder these days, she has been refusing to say her name, it turns out that she doesn't even know herself.

Think about it, a young girl like a flower, in and out of the nest of the monster, indifferent to the death of her companions.

There is often melancholy on his face, even if he saves people, he will be in the broken house, although it is contrary to love, but it is in harmony with reason.

Seeing the girl's sorrow, Meng Jianwen not only felt sour in his heart, but for a while, he couldn't find a suitable word of comfort.

"I saved you because I saw you trapped in the nest of the monster alone, lonely. The girl said, "Although many people are around me, I am actually alone. ”

"No, with me, you're not alone..."

Seeing the girl in a green shirt, Meng Jianwen's heart moved: "I'll call you Qing'er in the future, okay?"

"Qing'er...... It's a familiar name, I like it. But I can't remember it. ”

Qing'er was stunned, and her face showed a slight amount of joy, but in an instant, she changed back to a melancholy expression: "In the future, we may never meet again." ”

Although she stopped her tears, her sadness was still difficult to eliminate, and Qing'er sobbed in a low voice.

The pear blossoms are like rain, I feel pity, and the love of Meng Jianwen has also been affected.

"Qing'er, I can help you find your own memories together. ”

Meng Jianwen stood up and walked to Qing'er's side, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know what to do, his outstretched hands stopped in the air, and he stood dumbfounded.

"Wenwen ......" Qing'er choked up, couldn't control it anymore, threw herself into Meng Jianwen's arms, and cried bitterly.

A person, whether proud or lost, even if he has no friends, at least knows who he is.

And Qing'er, I don't know when she started, she can't recall all the things she did in the past.

Although in the Nine Ghost City, there are many people who will be respectful when they see her, and even some high-ranking powerhouses are polite to her.

However, she hadn't heard anyone call her name for several years, and no relatives had interacted with her, and all she could see was the superficial compliments, and the rest was the sternness of the teacher.

Just like this time, she was accompanied by four senior brothers, saying that they were training together, but in fact, she always felt that her master was monitoring her.

Qing'er doesn't remember the specific time when she entered the division, she only knows that in the division, her status is very high, and the general brothers must obey her command.

Even some elder-level seniors didn't dare to openly have the slightest disrespect for her.

The master attaches great importance to her, and does not hesitate to use the best cultivation resources to help her improve her cultivation.

It stands to reason that Qing'er should feel proud, although her cultivation has only broken through to the battle commander powerhouse not long ago, she has a status that the battle commander peak powerhouse has never obtained.

However, she has a fear of her teacher, and there is no harmony and trust between her brothers, and she is full of murderous spirit everywhere.

Under the cultivation of the teacher, everyone has gradually become a cold-blooded killer, and their feelings have long been replaced by coldness.

Qing'er felt that this was not her own intention, but unconsciously, she became indifferent to life and death.

When she saw that Meng Jianwen was besieged by three logging demonic beasts and was about to die, she was moved with compassion. Command the four brothers to fight into the monster's lair together and rescue Dream Jianwen.

In order to save a stranger, he sacrificed his four senior brothers at the level of war commanders, and Qing'er didn't even feel a little sad.

In the past ten days, Qing'er washed Mengjianwen's wounds, dressed and fed her, just like a mother to a child, and like a young girl in Huaichun to her dream lover, she was meticulous and did her best to serve.

Especially the sound of Qing'er just now, it awakened her long-lost tenderness, and she couldn't help but throw herself into the arms of Meng Jianwen.

The beauty entered her arms, and a faint fragrance passed into the snort of Meng Jianwen, like a dream, which couldn't help but make his heart ripple and his blood boiling.

Tonight and night, there is this beauty, her ears and temples are grinding, and she seems to be angry and angry.

Although Meng Jianwen was a heart ape, he did not have the slightest blasphemy, and his hands hanging in the air, after several hesitations, finally slowly landed on Qing'er's back, patting gently.

After a long time, Qing'er slowly pushed away Meng Jianwen, wiped away the tears on her face, cleaned up her mood, and smiled at him:

"Thank you, Wenwen, for this moment, you have made me no longer alone...... I'm so happy. ”

"Qing'er, you make me feel heartache..."Meng Jianwen woke up from his trance and looked at Qing'er fixedly: "I don't want to see the melancholy in your eyes, I want you to be happy every day." ”

"I want to be happy too, but ...... Unless I know who I am, the joy is fleeting. ”

The mood that had just calmed down was destroyed again, and Qing'er's face suddenly became gloomy.

For Qing'er, a moment of relaxation is already rare, and she doesn't dare to hope that she can enjoy the fun of being happy every day, as Meng Jianwen said.

In the past few years, she has also privately inquired into her past, but all the people in the sect have avoided it, and no one has revealed any valuable clues, but has been reprimanded by the master and strictly ordered never to mention this matter in the future.

The master was thunderous and angry at that time, and Qing'er still has palpitations when she thinks about it.

The master agreed without hesitation to every request for his own cultivation, and the amount of elixir and spirit grass spent far exceeded the dozens of times that the master stipulated for the disciples to use.

This alone has attracted the envy and jealousy of many brothers and sisters, and Qing'er is also deeply honored for this.

What makes it difficult for her to accept is that she is so partial to her master, but forbids anyone to talk about her life experience.

Moreover, those junior brothers that Qing'er once asked will disappear inexplicably after a while and never appear again.

This invisibly forced her to dare not ask her brothers again, for fear of causing death to the other party.

Every time I go out to practice, I am accompanied by my brothers, and I always follow Qing'er's side, if I am a little negligent, after returning to the teacher, I will inevitably die.

It was only this time that they died together at the hands of the Logging Demon Beast, which made Qing'er and Meng Jianwen get along for more than ten days.

These ten days were the best time she remembered, although most of the time, she was carefully taking care of the seriously injured Meng Jianwen, but at least there was no surveillance, no danger, and no chilling murderous aura.

Tomorrow is the day when Qing'er's training period expires and he returns to the teacher's door, and the short-term happiness will come to an end.

"Qing'er, I'm going with you to beg your master, I'm willing to do anything for him, as long as he tells him about your life experience. ”

In Mengjianwen's opinion, Qing'er's master must know her life experience, and there may be a reason for him to be reluctant to say it.

If she persists in her request, maybe one day, her master will be moved by kindness, and it will come out as soon as she is moved.

"No..."Seeing that Meng Jianwen wanted to accompany him back to the master's door, Qing'er's body trembled coldly, and she categorically refused.

Thinking of her brothers and sisters because of herself, some died tragically, and some disappeared inexplicably, she shuddered, how could she let Mengjian Wen die in vain.

"Sue me, what is your master, and who is your master. ”

Mengjian Wen was in a hurry, grabbed Qing'er's arm and asked vigorously.

"You're hurting me......"

I don't know if it really hurts or is moved, Qing'er's tears flowed down again.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

Meng Jianwen himself couldn't tell whether he was grateful to Qing'er for saving her life, or whether he was infected by her melancholy.

But there is one thing, he is desperate to help Qing'er and find out the mystery of her background, but there is no doubt about it.

"Alas......"

Qing'er sighed softly, and when she saw that Meng Jianwen had let go of her hands, she didn't blame anymore.

She reached into her arms, slowly took out a silk scarf, hesitated for a moment, handed it to Meng Jianwen, and said, "This...... I'll give it to you. ”

Meng Jianwen stretched out his hand to take the silk scarf with Qing'er's body temperature and even exuding a hint of fragrance, and his heart was excited.

A girl's family, giving girls silk scarves and other personal products, its meaning is self-evident.

Meng Jianwen is smart and clever, and his mind is meticulous, how can he not see it.

I don't think I'm mistaken, I'm not wishful thinking, Qing'er also has affection for herself, otherwise how could she take the initiative to give a silk scarf.

Meng Jianwen held the silk scarf tightly in his hand and put it on his chest, feeling that he couldn't express his mood at the moment, so he picked it up again, put it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

Smelling the fragrance on the silk scarf, he was deeply intoxicated with the great joy of the sudden arrival of love.

Looking at Meng Jianwen's gaffe, Qing'er had a little tear in her eyes, and forcibly held back her to prevent the tears from falling.

He just stood quietly aside, with a very complicated expression on his face, but he never said a word again.

I was uneasy for a while, Meng Jianwen actually forgot about it, I should give something back, even if it is a love token, it is reasonable for both parties to give each other.

However, he secretly made up his mind that when Qing'er left, he quietly followed, no matter what the situation was, he must try to protect Qing'er and help her find out the mystery of her life experience.

Unexpectedly, this silk scarf is not a token of love at all. Meng Jianwen was immersed in the pain of memories and took out the silk scarf from the space ring.

His eyes were blurred, and he seemed to have returned to a year ago: "The fragrance on the silk scarf is a kind of **, and in a few breaths, I lost consciousness." ”

When Meng Jianwen woke up, it was noon the next day, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the silk scarf was still there, but Qing'er was hard to find.

After looking around and finding nothing, it dawned on him.

It must be that Qing'er is unwilling to let herself get into danger, and she is afraid that she will not be able to convince her.

With the strength of Dream Sword Wen's cultivation, it is really easy to track Qing'er without being discovered.

Only by keeping quiet, fascinating Mengjianwen, and then leaving quietly, is the safest way.

"I'm so stupid... I didn't even think of that. ”

Even after more than a year has passed, Meng Jianwen still blames himself for his carelessness, and his frustration is beyond words:

"Qing'er, where are you?"

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