Last time he said goodbye, Mu Yichen didn't know where to go now. 【Fengyun Reading Network. I was going to find Mu Yichen, but Y made a mistake and fell to such a point.

Mu Yichen strayed into the demon path, and he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Duan He rubbed his head, a little helpless.

Recalling the last time in the Shaolin Temple, it seems to have happened in the previous life. The battle of several major gangs, the Taishi Ruizhan who did not lose himself, and the dilapidated Shaolin Temple. His thoughts were stagnant there, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

"I've heard a little about the unhappy gang. This gang is one of the small factions in the rivers and lakes, and it has disappeared in recent years, and it is no longer comparable to the prosperity of the past. Unexpectedly, it is a pity that some people are now reduced to falling grass. ”

Chu Xiao's words interrupted Duan He's thoughts, Duan He nodded, and replied: "That Ju Siliang used to be one of the deputy leaders of the Bule Gang, and now even if he has no prestige, he should still have some supporters, so don't worry." ”

"Oh? That's not bad, if that's the case, you don't have to worry about your brother's life. ”

"yes, yes."

After chatting a few words about Ju Siliang, Chu Xiaofeng turned around and asked, "Duan Daxia is now in this Tang realm, what else is there besides looking for his biological father?" ”

"Help Ling Li take revenge, find a few friends, find the enemies of my Duan family, all the things are too numerous to mention." Duan He replied.

"Oh." Chu Xiao nodded and stopped answering.

Duan He understood what Chu Xiao meant, and this Chu Xiao persuaded himself to go to Shenwu City many times. This is a good thing, but Duan He still can't figure out why Chu Xiao has put so much effort into himself. In this world, it is not something that can be changed by a person who has not recovered much of his skills.

The two stayed for a long time, they didn't know each other well and didn't have much to talk about. Duan He took a few steps back, said goodbye to Chu Xiao, and went back to Ling Li's house.

Several maids had finished grooming Ling Li, and Ling Li looked like a different person. The haggard of these days has been washed away, but the scar on her face is still engraved with the horror of the past.

Duan He came in, and several maids walked out in unison. Ling Li stood beside the bed, slim.

The room was very fragrant, and Duan He knew that this was the magical leaf of the Shenwu Kingdom, called Qingxin.

Smelling this fragrance, Duan He came to Ling Li's face. Ling Li's eyes were full of horror, and when he saw Duan He getting closer and closer to him, he hid back more and more.

"Ling Li, do you really not recognize me?" Duan He's voice was a little hoarse.

When Ling Li heard this, his eyes changed, but his fear did not subside by half a minute.

"You... Who are you? Ling Li asked in a whisper.

"I'm Duan He."

When answering, Duan He only felt that his heart was half cold. Ling Li hurt his head, but no matter what, no matter what, he shouldn't forget himself!

Ling Li looked puzzled, the name Duan He seemed familiar, but it didn't seem to be familiar.

The fragrance of the pure heart in the room gradually dispersed, and smelling such a township, a figure turned out of Ling Li's eyes.

That was not what Duan He looked like, but a person that Ling Li was extremely afraid of.

"You... Aren't you? ”

Recalling this, Ling Li suddenly felt a pain in his head. Half of her memory was cut off with a knife, and she covered her head with her hands, and it was chaos.

"Okay, okay, Ling Li, don't think about it, you still have to recover, wait until you recover." Duan He hurriedly replied, but he didn't dare to step forward to persuade him. Ling Li was very afraid of himself now, and Duan He was also afraid that Ling Li would be scared.

Ling Li lay on the bed, with his back to Duan He, covering himself tightly with the quilt, shivering.

This back blocked Duan He's remaining hope.

"Ugh."

Duan He sighed and walked out of the house.

Ling Li was left alone in this hut, and when she heard the sound of Duan He closing the door, her heart calmed down a lot.

There are many fragments left in the head, and at this moment, these things are difficult to put together, so the story is scattered and becomes one strange and complex existence after another. Ling Li's head was in confusion and he sat up again.

There was a bronze mirror in the room, and Ling Li got up and stepped forward, and the mirror reflected her delicate face. That face can be blown and broken, even if it is the turbid photo S of the bronze mirror, you can see what it looks like inside.

This is a beautiful face of everyone, but there is an extremely discordant wound on the face. The wound had healed, and I could vaguely see the horror of the wound at that time.

"I... Isn't it the eldest lady in this house? ”

Ling Li looked in the mirror, then at the room, and remembered that a few people had been waiting for him just now, and finally made a definition of his identity.

"That... Who is that man? ”

She recalled many fragments of Duan He, which were in tatters. I just remember that this seems to be a person who has been by his side in the past, and always holds a sword, with an angry face.

"Could he be my subordinate, who is responsible for my safety?"

Thinking wildly, Ling Li took a few more steps and opened the door.

Duan He was standing outside, with his back to Ling Li. The cold wind was blowing, and he seemed to be enjoying the cold.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Duan He turned around, and there was no expectation on his face.

"Are you Duan He?" Ling Li asked.

Duan He's eyes lit up and he replied, "Yes, Ling Li, do you have an impression?" ”

Ling Li shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just feel as if you have been protecting me." ”

The two chatted for a long time, and the excitement in Duan He's eyes Ling Li couldn't read. She was just chatting with a friend, who knew the complexity in Duan He's heart.

Chatting and chatting, he walked into the room, Ling Li poured two cups of tea, and sat opposite Duan He.

"You mean, we have a good relationship?" Ling Li asked.

Duan He nodded, not talking too much about the relationship. If Ling Li knew that he had helped her change her clothes when she was unconscious, I don't know if she would have committed suicide because of shame.

"I seem to have some impressions, I remember, I also have a sister who has a good relationship. Where are they now? Or am I mistaken? ”

Ling Li's words reminded Duan He, Yuechan, that she had disappeared for a long time.

"Uh... Ling Li, you have just recovered, don't think about it yet. When you're well, you'll be able to remember everything and not have to be as chaotic as you are now. Duan He replied.

Ling Li took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and thought for a long time. He sighed and sat back on the bed.

Outside, it was getting dark, as if it was going to snow again.

"That... Duan Gongzi, I'll rest first. You go out, this boudoir shouldn't have been entered, please forgive me. Ling Li said with a flushed face.

"Okay, okay."

Duan He didn't stay long, and walked out directly.

Chu Xiao also walked out of Datang, and saw Duan He coming out with a swollen face.

(End of chapter)