Someone once said that a truly intelligent person first learns to communicate with everything with his eyes, and then learns to communicate with people with words.

It is also said that when a certain voice can make your soul flutter, your heart resonates. From now on, you don't need to distinguish between heaven and hell, you don't have to struggle, you don't have to find so-called dignity. For the owner of that voice is everything to you, and all your joys and pains are with him, and he is the master of your life......

The person in front of him is beautiful and refined, with a bright smile like a flower, and her beauty has been deeply imprinted in his life.

The moment he made eye contact with her, he seemed to have read her heart, her thoughts, but......

But he couldn't remember, who was she?

"Who are you?" asked Feng Lian after a long fugue.

"I'm Mengjie, you don't remember me, can I go in?"

"I don't remember, why did I let you in?"

"Can we be friends, then? Be friends, you should be able to let me in. ”

When Feng Lian heard this, an extremely dangerous alarm immediately sounded in his heart, and he shook his head and said, "No, I don't be friends with you. ”

Fortunately, Jin Blood and the others had already entered the Heavenly Gate first, otherwise they would have been unable to help crying when they saw this picture and heard their conversation.

What is cruelty, it is right in front of you.

Wu Tingjun stood behind Meng Jie, he was actually not comfortable, it can be said that he was more distressed than anyone else. He felt sorry for Mengjie, and in order to forget Feng Lian, he kept refining all kinds of elixirs that forgot his memories and kept taking them.

But he knew that Mengjie hadn't really forgotten him at all, and the fragments of her memories were still there, but she hid them in places she didn't want to see. So, he felt sorry for himself.

He also felt sorry for Feng Lian and the love between them.

At first, he was disgusted and even hated because the latter had robbed his holy daughter, his destined wife.

Over the years, walking with Mengjie, he has deeply realized how difficult it is to love someone whose heart is not in him.

Some things are like this, and you can't understand them without experience. He understood, so sentimental, but he also knew that he simply had no power to change anything.

He even felt that his body and mind were separated, and he wanted to flee, but he couldn't leave.

Perhaps, he is the one who gives his life to the voice that comes into his heart.

Suddenly, a woman in white rushed between Feng Lian and Meng Jie, turned her back to Feng Lian, stared at Meng Jie, and said, "You, stay away from my brother!"

Meng Jie was stunned when she saw Yu Ling, although the other party was wearing a veil, she could feel that the other party looked exactly like herself. Moreover, she has a feeling of closeness and rejection towards her, and this ambivalence makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The person who came was Yu Ling, and she had been paying attention to everything here.

Along the way, Xiaoyu found out a lot of news about Feng Lian through various methods, including his killing by Mengjie and the destruction of Amen. She didn't come up to see him because of guilt, and she wasn't by his side when Feng Lian was at his most difficult.

She turned her head to look at Wu Tingjun and asked, "Don't you think you should explain it to me?"

Wu Tingjun said: "Actually, I don't know what to say, I think you should go and ask the patriarch or other elders." ”

Yu Ling didn't persecute Wu Tingjun, she knew that if the clan didn't want them to know about something, she couldn't get any information from them.

She turned her head to look at Feng Lian and said softly, "Brother, are you okay?"

Feng Lian looked at Yu Ling's eyes, which was different from looking at Meng Jie, he felt kind, warm and reassured.

Feng Lian smiled: "I'm okay, what's your name, I forgot, can you tell me again?"

Yu Ling smiled and said, "My name is Yu Ling, you have to remember, I am your sister." ”

When Meng Jie heard Yu Ling shouting Feng Lian's "brother", her heart was extremely painful, as if someone had poached a piece of her most beloved flesh and blood from her heart.

She burst into a frenzy and rushed towards Feather Spirit, slapping her palm on the latter's right shoulder.

Caught off guard, Yu Ling turned around and was torn off the veil by Meng Jie.

Everyone was in an uproar, not because Meng Jie and Yu Ling looked exactly the same. It's because there is only one person in the Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan, which is a well-known thing.

Now there are two people at the same time? The Wu clan is already strong enough, if two saints appear in one life, they will not let people live?

Feng Lian looked at the two of them, his headache splitting, his sea of consciousness was turbulent, the huge waves were monstrous, and the secret realm collapsed and cracked.

To make such a powerful change in the secret realm, you can imagine how painful he is.

In the sea of knowledge, two forces are entangled. One force is trying to find a memory fragment, but another is trying to stop it.

If it is invaded by an external force, with the town area stone, it is impossible for such a situation to happen to the incorruptible Zhihai. But now that his own forces were tangled together, Zhenyu Shi didn't pay any attention to their battles.

"Ah......h

The spiritual power that was already uncontrollable even overflowed, shooting out in all directions.

This was a fierce shot with the help of the power of the Heavenly Gate, and many people couldn't dodge it, and they were cut out of wounds one after another.

However, the lowest-level Snow Night Great Sage was not harmed, which showed that Feng Lian still had great respect for him in his heart, and he was close to going mad, and subconsciously wanted to protect him.

Seeing that the seven orifices began to spill blood, the manic Feng Lian, I don't know who shouted, "If you don't rush at this time, when will you wait?" Everyone rushed towards the gate of heaven.

But as soon as they rushed to the gate of heaven, they were blocked by a pale sword.

Feng Lian's red eyes almost condensed into substance, staring at the crowd and shouting: "Who would dare to rush if you don't nod!?"

As he spoke, another knife was slashed, and the person who rushed to the front, even if he reached the level of the Great Emperor, was still cut in half.

The sword flew through the thick crowd and flew tens of thousands of miles away before disappearing. I don't know how many people suffered from this knife, and the blood falling from the air stained the sea below red.

"This person is too murderous, and the killing is too heavy, we will join forces to kill him!" shouted a middle-aged emperor.

When everyone saw the crazy demeanor, they couldn't estimate how much sanity he still retained. I thought that if I didn't kill him at this time, I would wait to be killed by him. So let's go to Fenglian together.

Countless rays of light shot like thousands of arrows, surging towards Fenglian.

"Boom!" the light fell on an irregular copper shield in front of Feng Lian, and there was a loud sound that shook the world. Feng Lian was shocked and flew upside down, and he didn't stop until his right foot was on the threshold of the Heavenly Gate.

After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood donation, Feng Lian shouted, and the copper shield quickly shrank, turning into a copper mirror and returning to Feng Lian's hands.

"If you don't nod, who would dare to rush!" Feng Lian yelled again. Endless spiritual power was injected into the bronze mirror, and the light that had just shot at Feng Lian shot out from the mirror, shooting at their master with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ah...... Oh...... Woo......" All kinds of wails are endless.

Mirror Death, one of the twelve major artifacts, is also the only non-weapon artifact, and the only artifact that has both offense and defense.

The original level was not enough, and the mirror was seriously damaged, so it could not exert its actual power at all. After Nong Xuan Chan repaired it, in the soul pool, the soul of the instrument was repaired again, and finally showed the true color of the artifact.

With the cultivation of Feng Lian in the current divine realm, coupled with the power of the Heavenly Gate, the power of the mirror is vividly displayed.

Tens of thousands of god-sealing powerhouses attacked him at the same time, but they couldn't knock him down, and they were sent back by the mirror corpse to send their attacks back, which was equivalent to letting them attack themselves.

How can you defend yourself against yourself? The harder you shoot, the more damage you will suffer.

Many people, because of their serious injuries, saw the island below and immediately fell down, wanting to recover there.

But the people who went down were even more miserable, they were still dozens of meters from the ground, and they were cut into pieces by the invisible light blade, and even the divine consciousness body was cut into pieces, and the wailing was much more miserable than the one in the sky.

Only a highly respected star arithmetic can become a great sage. Seeing this scene, the Great Sage of the Snowy Night didn't know Feng Lian's intentions. He had already premeditated, and he must go on a killing spree and wash away his shame with blood.

The Four Realms conspired to invade the Shenwu Continent, and naturally he couldn't escape his star arithmetic, and he didn't want the Shenwu Continent to cut himself off before the Four Realms invaded.

The invaders' hatred for the Shenwu Continent, he knew very well that if they stepped into the Shenwu Continent, it would not be explained by words such as "living beings are devastated, and corpses are everywhere".

When Amen was besieged, he had also calculated, but Amen was shrouded in a layer of fog, and he couldn't find any clues at all. He once went to the Star Pupil Tower to ask other star arithmetic masters to help calculate and see if the danger of Amen would affect the situation on the mainland.

Amen is too small, how could the star arithmetic master of the Star Pupil Tower spend his life force to calculate for such a small sect. Therefore, he did not intervene to stop it.

The Great Sage of the Snowy Night suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he looked at Feng Lian who was fighting with everyone with a shocked expression.

He had wanted to play the fate line of Feng Lian to end the current battle. As a result, he was stopped by a powerful and incomparable force, and he was not lightly injured.

Only then did he realize that the calculation of Amen had been fruitless. It was because Amen was deliberately covered up by someone, and that person's star arithmetic was several levels higher than him.

He even covered up the fate line of Feng Lian tightly, and also laid a layer of protection, once any star arithmetic dared to touch the qi machine related to him, he would be counterattacked.

The anxious Snow Night Great Sage filtered through the past of his incorruptibility in his heart.

used to be the top of the three ranks of the Qingyun List, and the relationship with the Western Continent and the Great Monarch of Wuxuan was extraordinary, the return of the divine consciousness body, and also brought tens of thousands of Yin soldiers, killing tens of thousands of people in the Senate Law Enforcement Team and the Torture Hall, and after more than a thousand years of death, he could actually return to the main body......

By the time he filtered the current situation, the Great Sage of the Snowy Night was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. I asked myself over and over again, "What kind of person is he, how can he have such an opportunity, why is his background strong every day, why he came back from the dead, why he can avoid the punishment of heaven and thunder, why is he ......"

"Ahh

He looked at Yu Ling, and just now he also sensed that Feng Lian had a sense of closeness and identity with Yu Ling.

Yu Spirit, who was waiting for the battle and was ready to go up to reinforce Feng Lian at any time, responded to the gaze of the Great Sage of the Snowy Night, turned around, and saluted: "Great Sage, do you have any orders?"

The Great Sage of the Snowy Night said, "Now you are the only one who can bring Feng Lian to his senses. What can you do?"

Yu Ling shook his head and said, "I don't have any good solutions. Besides, these people are all to blame, and it's not a pity to die!"

The Great Sage of the Snowy Night didn't expect Yu Ling to answer like this, and after calming down a bit, he told Yu Ling about the crisis that the Shenwu Continent would soon face.

Yu Ling listened very carefully, this is a great sage who is extremely admired by the world, and she does not dare to have any slackness.

After listening to the words of the Great Sage of the Snowy Night, Yu Ling himself was also very nervous. She is very worried that the Wu Clan will be hit hard because of this, now many masters in the clan are guarding the Dark Forest, where the Ghost Dream Clan may invade the Shenwu Continent at any time, if you add the powerhouses of the Four Realms, who dares to guarantee the safety of the Wu Clan?

But she doesn't have any good way to wake up Feng Lian!

Feng Lian was covered in blood, rushing left and right in the crowd, like a brute beast that was injured and besieged, and he was not afraid of death to rush anyone who dared to approach him.

In fact, those besiegers couldn't get close to him at all, and just relying on the extreme killing intent emanating from his body, they could stir up their sea of consciousness to the ground.

In less than two hours, Feng Lian had killed tens of thousands of people, seriously injured 70,000 or 80,000 people, and slightly injured countless people.

His sea of consciousness was still not calm at this time, and the two forces were still attacking each other and entangled together.

Suddenly, Yu Ling thought of the bottle of liquid. After not seeing Feng Lian all these years, her favorite thing to do is to take out the jade bottle and play with it, reminiscing about the bits and pieces of Feng Lian.

Yu Ling took out the jade bottle and said, "I'll try it." ”

The Great Sage of the Snowy Night nodded, and suddenly shouted, "Stop fighting!"

When everyone heard the words of the Great Sage of the Snowy Night, most of them stopped and stood aside. A small number of people still want to take Feng Lian's life, thinking in their hearts that they will kill him, and maybe they can still get control of Tianmen.

But they soon stopped thinking, Feng Lian didn't stop, the sword light slashed towards those people one by one, and dozens of people died.

Feng Lian suddenly stabbed back and stabbed behind him, and the blade passed through the right rib of the feather spirit who pounced.

The Feather Spirit Ninja was in pain and said, "Brother, don't fight." ”

Looking at Yu Ling, whose face was slightly pale, Feng Lian was extremely distressed, and quickly took back the nameless knife, scolding himself for how he regarded Yu Ling as an enemy, and injured her.

He took out two pills and gave them to Yu Ling, and said, "Okay, brother won't fight." ”

That being said, Feng Lian's murderous aura is even stronger. He said in his heart, "Why did I hurt Yu Ling, it's not those bastards who forced it." I'm not done with you. ”

Yu Ling pulled the cork of the jade bottle, and a faint fragrance penetrated into Feng Lian's nostrils, instantly spreading to every nerve ending in his body.

The feeling of incomparably refreshing, the two forces in the sea of consciousness were also softened by this fragrance, slowly dissipated, and regained calm.

Feng Lian looked at Yu Ling, his red eyes slowly changed color, returned to his normal state, and showed a strong sense of love.

Yu Ling looked at him with a look in his eyes, shy, and extremely happy and satisfied......

Suddenly, a fragment of memory branded with countless runes appeared in the depths of the Feng Lian Zhi Sea, and the runes slowly dissipated. Memory fragments slowly opened......