Loulan Manchester City, in the majestic and gorgeous city lord's mansion, Shen Qiancheng strolled in the small courtyard where she lived, looking at the prayer flags filled with a simple atmosphere in the distance, her brows were lightly locked, her elegant neck was slightly lowered, and her eyes fell on the snow-covered plum in the courtyard, long and deep, I don't know what she was thinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Palace master, there have been a few heavy snowfalls in Manchester City in the past two days, and the air outside can freeze, let's go back to the house, right?" Fanshuang leaned out from behind Shen Qiancheng and asked softly while carefully tidying up the snow on Shen Qiancheng's cloak.

Hearing this, Shen Qiancheng turned his head and looked at Fanshuang gently, since talking to Fanshuang that day, Shen Qiancheng felt that he trusted Fanshuang even more.

So in this strange place, Shen Qiancheng, who has no memories and no friends, only at this moment, Fanshuang's words that sincerely think about herself will make her feel that she is not so lonely.

Shen Qiancheng tightened the cloak on his body, looked at Fanshuang's nervous appearance, gently hooked his lips, and said softly, "You don't have to worry, I'm not cold." ”

Yes, Shen Qiancheng is telling the truth, she is not cold, it should be said that she seems to be getting less and less cold, she wants to find the cause of this incident, but her brain is blank.

Shen Qiancheng rubbed her forehead, now she is really sparse, her eyes are dark, and she doesn't know anything.

Fanshuang watched Shen Qiancheng rub her forehead from the side, and sighed helplessly, she hadn't lost her memory, so she didn't know and didn't understand what it was like for Shen Qiancheng to lose her memory, so she could only be in a hurry, and she couldn't help anything.

"The palace master is just talking nonsense, how can this person not be cold? Manchester City is covered with snow all year round, the climate is unusually cold, and the palace master is a person who is used to staying in Guangling, and it stands to reason that he is even more cold than us. Fanshuang said that he was about to take off his cloak and put it on Shen Qiancheng, and when Shen Qiancheng saw it, he hurriedly held down Fanshuang's hand.

"I'm really not cold, you quickly put it on, don't catch a cold." Shen Qiancheng said lightly, with a hint of command in his tone, and when he heard the displeasure in Shen Qiancheng's tone, Fanshuang stopped his movements in a daze.

Shen Qiancheng watched Fanshuang put on her cloak again, and her pretending to be angry face gradually became gentle, she quietly narrowed the distance between her and Fanshuang, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I have something important to go out now, if someone comes to me, you can say that I am not feeling well and resting." ”

Fanshuang was slightly stunned, but still didn't ask much, just nodded silently.

Shen Qiancheng looked at Fanshuang with satisfaction, she likes smart people, and she also likes people who know how to measure.

In the deserted streets of Manchester City, gusts of cold wind blew on the hanging drapes and doors and windows on both sides of the street, and the whole street was so silent that it was chilling.

At this moment, a woman in a purple shirt and a purple butterfly mask quickly crossed the street with light skills, stirring up the snow scattered on the ground, and after a while, the street returned to calm.

It turned out that the woman was Shen Qiancheng, she changed into the clothes of Shen Qiancheng from the previous one brought from Guangling, because Guangling is located in the south of the Yangtze River and has a mild climate, so most of Shen Qiancheng's clothes are only used in the spring and autumn periods, so Shen Qiancheng is wearing a light purple shirt at this moment.

In the snowy Manchester City, Shen Qiancheng was wearing a thin shirt and didn't feel cold, if he was bumped into someone, he would definitely feel strange.

But at this moment, Shen Qiancheng didn't have the heart to care about this, she just wanted to figure out one thing now, and by the way, to see if Mo Qingjue also came to Manchester City.

Before coming to Manchester City, Shen Qiancheng sprinkled a spice on Hua Langying, which was unique and tasteless, and no matter how powerful Ren Hua Langying was, he couldn't find it, but as long as Shen Qiancheng had another spice on him, this taste could be easily found.

Thinking about the source of this spice, Shen Qiancheng's amber eyes narrowed slightly, I don't know if the fairy boy has the ability to come to Manchester City.

Putting aside those meaningless thoughts, Shen Qiancheng followed the scent of the route that Hua Rongying had taken yesterday, and when she found that Hua Rongying's footsteps were stuck in a snowy mountain, a chill arose.

Where is this, Shen Qiancheng looked at the snow-white peaks on all sides, and the cold wind blew on his face, and it hurt.

Shen Qiancheng's purple dress was gently raised, her black hair was flying, and the long hair that was blown up half covered her amber eyes, making her look mysterious and hazy.

Shen Qiancheng stood alone in the snow, looking coldly at the blue-eyed and blue-haired peerless beauty in front of him.

"Who are you?" Shen Qiancheng asked coldly, the hand hanging down by his side was gently clenched, and the habit she had developed in modern times allowed her to quickly enter the state of preparation for combat at this time.

Lan Lingru's ethereal blue eyes locked on Shen Qiancheng's figure, she was still dressed in purple, but there was an extra mysterious mask on her face.

Thinking about the past, Lan Lingruo lowered her eyebrows and sighed, her blue hair flew lightly, I don't know how much time has passed, Lan Lingruo slowly raised her head and said lightly, "Who does the girl think I am?" ”

Shen Qiancheng frowned and shook his head, when he met such a strange-looking person in the deep mountains, Shen Qiancheng only felt that he really didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today.

Lan Lingruo looked at Shen Qiancheng's vigilant appearance, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he gently raised his feet and walked towards Shen Qiancheng unhurriedly, his blue eyes shining brightly.

"It doesn't matter if the girl doesn't know me, I can just know you." Lan Lingruo looked at Shen Qiancheng with a smile, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said lightly.

Shen Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a deep voice, "Do you know me?" ”

After hearing this, Lan Lingruo's eyes flashed slightly, and the pale face that had been cultivated by living on the snowy mountains all year round showed a trace of nostalgia, and said softly, "I know." "How could she not know, three years ago, when Hua Rongying brought the unconscious Shen Qiancheng to her, the shock and horror in her heart were indescribable.

Because Shen Qiancheng, and Wizard Miao Xiwen, almost look the same, which is unforgettable.

When Shen Qiancheng heard this, he put away his edge slightly, swept Lan Lingruo's prosperous face lightly, and asked softly, "Then I don't know if the girl knows what my identity is?" ”

Lan Lingruo was stunned for a moment, looked at Shen Qiancheng suspiciously, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Qiancheng frowned slightly, and said lightly, "I have amnesia." ”

Lan Lingruo was stunned, his blue eyes looked into the distance, slightly distracted.

Shen Qiancheng quietly observed Lan Lingruo's expression, frowning slightly, the woman in front of him must know her identity.

After a while, Lan Lingruo turned around slightly, and sighed with a gloomy gaze, "I don't know, when I met you, the story had just begun. ”

Not understanding Lan Lingruo's nonsensical words, Shen Qiancheng asked with a calm gaze, "Then do you know Hua Rongying?" ”

Lan Lingruo raised his head slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he replied unhurriedly, "Yes." (To be continued.) )