Bo took himself, but he was injured all the time?

In Ye Wuji's memory, Fu Bo was like his father to him, and he always felt as vast as the sea, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although Ye Wujian couldn't remember what happened before he was four years old, Ye Wujian knew that he and Fu Bo had been to many places, and perhaps, he was raised by Fu Bo since he was still an infant.

"Uncle Changqing, is Fubo's injury serious?"

Ye Wujian couldn't help but ask after all.

Murong Changqing heard Ye Wuji's eager tone, knowing that this young man was worried about him Fubo, so he said: "I asked that person the same question at that time, and I also took out all the healing pills, but that person smiled faintly and shook his head. ”

"I remember very well that he said, 'This was an injury from many years ago, and it can't get better or die, so don't worry about it'. This sentence made me stunned, but seeing that person didn't care, I couldn't help it. ”

"The wound from many years ago, can't heal and die?"

Murong Changqing's words made Ye Wuji's heart sink, it seemed that a lot of things had indeed happened to Fu Bo.

"Later, I invited him to Murong's house as a guest, so he took you to Murong's house. In Murong's house, he stayed for more than a month, during which time, you woke up from a deep sleep, but I found that you were only four years old at the time and lost your previous memory. But he was not surprised, in the end, he entrusted you to my Murong family, and left the blood dragon jade, and then it drifted away in one night, but he didn't leave a word to you, just like that, disappeared without a trace......"

Murong Changqing finished speaking quietly, the memories of that person, if it weren't for Ye Wuji's existence in the past eleven years, it seemed like a dream, floating in and away. No one knows where he went or where he came from, and the only one who could possibly know is Ye Wuji, but this kid has lost that memory.

Ye Wujian seems to be calm on the surface, but in his heart, it is like a wave that cannot be calmed down for a long time!

In the past ten years, the answer that is not an answer from Murong Changqing's mouth at this moment has made Ye Wujian into a period of confusion, Fu Bo's whereabouts are still a mystery, and the years of secret injury, amnesia, and quiet departure all affect Ye Wuji's nerves.

"Whew"

Exhaled deeply, touched his chest, and felt the Blood Dragon Jade and the letter, the confusion in Ye Wuji's heart was gradually swept away!

"Fauber, Wufeng will definitely find you!"

Feeling this persistence from Ye Wuji, Murong Changqing secretly sighed, this child was born tenacious and persistent, and even a little paranoid. Just as he had been cultivating for ten years, but yesterday he suddenly exploded for a Blood Dragon Jade! If it weren't for the last resort and terrible patience, how could this be?

Until now, Murong Changqing still thought that Ye Wujian was a hidden cultivator, after all, within a month, his cultivation had skyrocketed from the Forging Body Five Heavenly Refining Muscle Cultivation Achievement to the Forging Body Great Perfection Refining Marrow Perfection, he wouldn't even think about it, it was too appalling.

But all this is no longer important, Murong Changqing doesn't want to ask, he knows that Ye Wujian has his own ideas, just like when he privately made the decision to let his daughter Murong Binglan make a marriage contract with Ye Wuji, so that Ye Wuqian had asked him several times to take back his life. It's just that I didn't expect that the marriage contract eventually turned into a war between Ye Wujian and Murong Tian.

"Perhaps, Binglan's girl doesn't have this blessing at all...... Forget it, the young people are left to themselves......"

Knowing what he wanted to know, Ye Wujian left Murong Changqing's room, he needed to sort out the things about Fu Bo.

Returning to his cabin, Ye Wujian sat alone for half a while, and the empty did not disturb him.

"Kong, you can make three monks of the Fifth Realm Qi Realm turn into ashes with a single finger, and you can also erase people's memories, how high of cultivation does it take to do such a method?"

Ye Wuji's eyes flashed, and the voice of inquiry sounded in his heart.

"Do you still remember the old man in yellow beside Jun Shanlie, he and Qi Shilong's cultivation should be at the same level, and the strength of these two people has surpassed the Seven Great Realms of Xifan and reached another level. In the case of the two of them, they could kill three monks of the Fifth Realm of Immortal Qi Realm with one finger, but if they wanted to turn the three monks of the Immortal Realm into ashes, they would definitely not be able to do it even if they were dozens of times stronger. As for erasing a person's memory without causing any harm, that is no longer something that can be done simply by cultivating, it must be something that can only be done by a monk who has mastered powerful supernatural powers. ”

The empty tone was very affirmative, he also heard Murong Changqing's words just now, and now that Ye Wuqian asked, he naturally said his thoughts.

Hearing Kong's answer, Ye Wuji's eyes narrowed, and a trace of judgment flashed in his heart.

"What Qi Shilong, the Dragon Light City Lord who has surpassed the Seven Great Realms of Washing Fan, can't do even if he's dozens of times stronger, Fu Bo can easily do it, and Fu Bo can also do it with such a terrifying method as erasing other people's memories. Although this shows that Fu Bo is likely to be an almost invincible monk! But even so, Fu Bo still had a secret wound for many years, and he fostered me in Murong's house and left alone, so it is very likely that Fu Bo is afraid of something, will there be a more powerful opponent than Fu Bo has been targeting Fu Bo, so that Fu Bo has taken my young me to many places, which may be to escape. ”

Thinking of this, the gaze in Ye Wuji's eyes was amazingly bright.

"And, if my assumption is correct, Fauber must have been extremely close to my parents, otherwise he wouldn't have fled with me like a burden. So where are my parents now, and are they still alive?"

One thought arises, and a hundred thoughts arise.

Figure out a question, often followed by more problems, only with some current information, Ye Wujian is not completely sure of his own speculations, only when he gets more information about Fu Bo, he can confirm these speculations.

"The Battle of the Hundred Cities, the Battle of the Hundred Cities...... Is there really news of Fubo in the First Main City? If there is, then no one can stop me!"

In his heart, looking for Fu Bo, defeating Jun Shan Lie, and finding an empty past are the biggest reasons why he is willing to die for ten years and cultivate hard.

Now, now that there is news about Fauber, he will pursue it to the death!

"Buzz"

The pale golden Saint Dao battle qi flowed out from his body, the golden red qi and blood were surging, and Ye Wujian entered the cultivation again.

He did not follow Qi Shilong to Sima's house, but chose to wait at Murong's house, firstly to recover from his injuries, and secondly, to confirm Fubo's affairs.

Now that these two things have been completed, he has completely entered the cultivation and quietly waited for Qi Shilong to pick him up.

There is no time for cultivation, and in this way, the time of the day passes quickly.

Early the next morning, Ye Wujian left the hut where he had lived for ten years alone, with a faint reluctance in his heart. He walked on the road of Murong's house step by step, carrying the Seven-Star Refining Dao Box.

In the past ten years, he has been busy with cultivation and has never cared about other things, and now that he is about to leave, he is still a little melancholy in his heart, after all, this is where he grew up, this time he left, Ye Wujian had a feeling that he might not come back for many years.

Ye Wujian walked slowly, letting the wind blow his black hair, and after a while, he came to the small building where Xian'er was.

Standing quietly for a while, Ye Wujian didn't go in, he didn't want to say goodbye to Xian'er, although he knew that Xian'er was about to leave soon.

There is a confidant in the sea, and if the end of the world is next to each other, the same is true for the love of brothers and sisters.

"Xian'er, Brother Wufeng will definitely come to you. ”

Ye Wujian strode away and walked towards the Murong family's martial arts arena.

He didn't know that in that small building, Xian'er was looking at his back, but her face was expressionless, and behind Xian'er, there was a middle-aged female monk.

This female monk was dressed in a cyan water cloud robe, her body exuded a cold aura, she couldn't see her face clearly, she looked at the fairy in front of her, and suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse: "Has anyone in the Murong family ever seen the spirit girl melting the true spirit?"

This sentence does not carry a trace of emotion, like ice that does not melt for thousands of years.

Hearing the female monk's question, Xian'er's clear eyes did not fluctuate, and without the warmth of being with Ye Wuji, she said lightly: "No." ”

"Very good, please leave with the old slave. ”

As soon as the words fell, the nun waved her right hand, and the red light of the entire room flashed away, and there was no trace of Xian'er anymore......

Martial arts arena.

Ye Wujian was carrying a dark long box, outstanding and independent, and there were some Murong disciples whispering around him, especially those girls among them, who kept scanning Ye Wujian with shy eyes and regret.

A shadow silently watched Ye Wujian in a corner, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with all kinds of complicated looks, and finally turned into a sigh, there was incomprehension, shock, and a trace of inexplicable regret in it, and the red lips on the beautiful face bit lightly, it was Murong Binglan......

In the other corner, Murong Tian's right hands were squeezed together fiercely, his face was extremely distorted, and his eyes looking at Ye Wujian were full of resentment!

"Ye Wuji! Ye Wuji! You snatched the blood dragon jade that belonged to me! snatched the quota that belonged to me! I won't let you go! I won't let go of your ......"

"Huh"

After Ye Wujian waited for a quarter of an hour, there was a fluctuation in the sky, and then three figures appeared quickly.

Ye Wujian looked up, the first person was Qi Shilong, and behind him was a man and a woman, the girl, Ye Wujian had seen it in the duel with Murong Tian the day before yesterday, it should be Lin Yingluo, the eldest lady of the Lin family.

Then that young man should be the first day of the Sima family, Sima Ao.

"Buzz"

Qi Shilong raised his hand and made a move, Ye Wujian found that he was held up by a huge force, and his whole body involuntarily moved closer to the three of them, and in an instant, he came behind Qi Shilong and stood with Lin Yingluo.

Seeing that the three of them were complete, Qi Shilong laughed, and a faint halo of light emanated from his side that enveloped the three people behind him, and then turned into a circle of light and disappeared in the eyes of Murong Zidi.

Feeling the strange feeling of taking off, Ye Wujian was a little unfamiliar, but suddenly heard a faint questioning voice coming from behind him: "A guy who hasn't even condensed the moon, what qualifications does he have to participate in the Battle of the Hundred Cities with my Sima Ao?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yingluo's cold eyes flashed a trace of fluctuation, and her afterglow swept over Ye Wuji, and found that the latter's face was as calm as ever, as if she hadn't heard it.