Jiang Nanjun followed the strategy of the Wuyue campaign set by him, and with the advantage of the enemy's first-arrival advantage, he made a detour to the back of Wei Lie, and set up a military camp that seemed to be not small in scale and well defended, but in fact was streamlined inside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Ling Xuanluo settled down the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Lock, he rushed to the foot of Mount Tai in a hurry, and successfully found the camp of the Condor team by identifying the immortal enchantment, and went straight to Jiang Nanjun's military barracks as soon as he entered. But when he saw him again, his expression was confused, his eyes were frightened, not only was his former style lost, but he couldn't even recognize people.

"Jiang ...... Brother Jiangnan ......"

Seeing that Jiang Nanjun was slow to act, and opened his mouth to ask such a strange question, Ling Xuanluo understood, understood that what they were most worried about finally happened, his smiling face instantly stiffened, and his two feet were fixed in place.

But after only standing for a moment, he was forced to wake up by a sense of urgency, ran to Jiang Nanjun in a few steps, grabbed his hand, shook and shouted: "Brother, take a good look, it's me, your brother Ling Xuanluo! I haven't seen you for a few days, why don't you suddenly know me?"

Jiang Nanjun, whose memory was suddenly lost, became very insecure. He couldn't remember who he was, why he stayed here, and what he should do, he was already extremely dazed, and suddenly Ling Xuanluo rushed like a gust of wind, startling him to shake his arm, begging for mercy and saying a few "no" words, and then retreated. But he couldn't be as fast as Ling Xuanluo, and in the blink of an eye, his hand was caught back by the other party. He didn't know what this man wanted to do, and he tried hard to pull his hand out again, but he couldn't exert his strength at all, and the other party's grip was too tight, and he couldn't move anymore.

Frightened by this great threat, he was too frightened to make eye contact with the "stranger", gave up the struggle, and let him drag him awkwardly, only twisting his head to the side, trembling and not saying a word.

He suffered from amnesia caused by the rupture of the cerebral veins that pressed on the memory nerves. Ling Xuanluo was worried that he was too frightened, which would make his emotions even more volatile, so that as Xi Mutong said, his whole brain would collapse, and he hurriedly released his hand and took a step back, keeping a certain distance from him.

Jiang Nanjun was flustered, but the sense of oppression suddenly decreased, and he peeked timidly to see that the person really didn't come to force himself anymore, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still tried to hide behind the table.

Without further ado, seeing that there was tea on the table, Ling Xuanluo took out the burden containing the cicada incense pill, took one of them, and wanted him to take the tea. Who knew that he had become a grumpy child, although he didn't speak, he refused to open his mouth, and dodged left and right, resolutely not being touched by his hand.

If you don't take the pill, you can't start the treatment, and even if you take it, you have to wait five hours. Enemy soldiers could attack at any time, how much time do they have left?

Ling Xuanluo was so anxious that he grabbed Jiang Nanjun's shoulders, straightened his head, forced him to look at himself, and said softly: "Brother, I believe that no matter who you forget, you can't forget me! The water bells of Jiluo Mountain, the water bells of the fragmented mountains, and the water bells dancing with the petals under the peach blossom tree in the Compassion Pavilion are all demon babies who you have to protect him even if you give up your life. Think about it and remember that name, Shui Ling'er is your brother, your brother is me, you should trust me!"

"Water...... Bell...... ...... children"

This name seems to have really worked, Jiang Nanjun no longer dodged like a wayward child, but looked at him with dull eyes, shook his lips, a touch of tears in his slightly red eyes, and repeated a sentence idiotically, "Water...... Bell...... Child...... You are...... Bell ......"