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Ayin felt that this was enough, at least when Qing came back, he had to think about it.

She gradually relaxed the darkness.

As soon as Haru's body relaxed, she sat up from the bed.

Qing looked at Ayin with an extremely deep gaze: "Do you really think that everything is okay on him?" Is it worth your nostalgia? ”

Haru hooked the corners of her mouth and made a consistent appearance of laughing at others.

Ayin is already familiar with Haru's temper.

As long as it is Qing who wants it, he will do everything he can to get it.

So saying this to Ayin is also one of the ways to be clear.

Qing has always been a person who is reluctant to do anything.

However, this kind of uncompromising means relies on strength, not conspiracy, so there is nothing particularly offensive about it.

Ayin could stop Qing's actions, but she couldn't stop him from talking.

Qing said again: "If he is really as good as you think, and cares more about you than his country, why do you have to marry that girl from the Lingyin Sect?" Do you have to use her identity to take revenge? ”

As he spoke, he smiled confidently, and his smile was particularly meaningful.

Ayin was slightly stunned.

"It can be seen that between the country and you, he chooses the country." Harushi said.

This passage fell on Ah Yin's ears, as if he had been empowered, and suddenly broke Ah Yin's defense......

"You can be so nostalgic for someone who is ruthless and gives up on you, so why can't you accept me?"

In Qing's voice, there was suddenly a hint of affection.

Ayin never knew that Qing would talk to her in such a low voice.

She suddenly felt a little confused.

Qing took a few steps towards Ayin, looked at Ayin, and said a word seriously and clearly.

"If he can't give it to you, I can give it all to you."

"In that case, would you like to stay in Fengyang Palace and stay with me?"

Ayin stared blankly at Qing.

Ayin was a little confused.

It seems that overnight, the common sense that I had always thought had suddenly changed.

It's like a fire-based spell that can suddenly be used to make snow. Ayin suddenly realized Haru's feelings for him.

Ah Yin didn't understand whether he used more or felt more when he came to Fengyang Palace for the first time.

Perhaps, there are both, but how much do you compare?

Ayin's subconscious told himself that he didn't have to think about it.

Today, of course, she has only one choice.

"I can stay in Fengyang Palace, but ......," Ayin said, "Before that, there is one more thing I must do." ”

Qing's face softened a little, and she asked calmly, "What is it?" ”

"Retrieving memories of my past life." Ayin said.

There was confusion in her eyes. Because the self without memory is always a crippled self.

She didn't want to go on like this.

Qing thought for a while, and finally said coldly: "If you want to know who that person is, I can tell you." ”

Ayin was stunned.

Once, Scar told her that as long as she remembered the person, she would remember the memories of her past life.

Faced with the memories that were about to be revealed, Ayin suddenly panicked.

There was a tremor in her voice: "So, who is that person?" ”

Qing looked at Ayin and said lightly, "You used to live at the foot of Heavenly Hell Mountain, living with a person. So what I know is that it was the sudden death of that person that caused you to go to the Spirit Hidden Sect in order to find the phoenix blood stone in your hand. ”

When Qing finished speaking, Ayin's mind was chaotic.

She looked down at the phoenix bloodstone that emitted flame light in the palm of her hand, and understood Luo Yan's intention, which was to make her remember the past as soon as possible.

Ayin closed her eyes and began to think about it, thinking about it for a long time.

She had been in Hell Mountain for a while, so when she looked out of the window of Hell Mountain, she had seen the house.

It was a house that had been abandoned for a long time. The yard was overgrown with weeds as high as a man's knees. The whole room, as if there was a feeling of dust shrouded in dust, was not angry at all.

When Ayin looked at it from Hell, he wondered why there was such a room there.

Now that I think about it, it's incredible that it was where I once lived.

Ayin meditated painfully, but could not remember who that person was.

She could only say to Qing, "I need to go back to hell once." If you look there again, you might be able to remember something. ”

Qing was silent for a long time and asked, "If you remembered something, would you still stay here?" ”

Ah Yin was slightly stunned, sensing that there was something hidden in Qing's words, perhaps, he still had something to hide from him.

"Why do you suddenly ask that?" Ayin asked.

Qing thought for a long time, and Fang said, "Because of such a big palace, I don't want to live alone." ”

Ayin was slightly stunned. After a while, she laughed.

Qing said, "Anyway, I'm here waiting for you to come back." ”

Ayin was very relieved that he could be so considerate of himself. So he smiled and said, "Okay." ”

……

When Ayin returned to Hell again and came to the abandoned cabin, she felt that the picture in front of her was somewhat familiar, but more unfamiliar.

Did she really live in this cabin?

Ayin walked to the door in disbelief, saw the cobwebs, and the dust on the door, confirming that this place had really been abandoned for a long time.

She came to the door and pushed it gently.

The door wasn't locked, it was just closed, so she easily pushed it open.

A ray of sunlight poured into the wooden house that had not been seen for a long time.

The place that has not been used for two whole years is always filled with a damp, cold, even sour and rancid smell.

Ayin looked around the doorway.

It was a completely different cabin than she had imagined, because it was almost a four-walled house.

Not even a piece of furniture.

She lifted her foot over the threshold and walked deeper into the room to take a look.

On a large stone table, she saw a trail of green.

Ayin felt that this trace was very strange. I reached out and touched it, but there was no way to wipe it off. If you look closely, you will find that it is the traces left by the plant slurry over the years.

Ayin stood in this dead and silent room for a long time.

She closed her eyes and struggled to remember.

But based on these alone, she still couldn't remember what the missing place in her memory was.

Ayin walked out of the house and came to the back of the courtyard.

In the vast grass, a stone tablet looming out attracted Ayin's attention.

There is not a word on the stele.

However, the setting sun reflected on the stone tablet, revealing a warm picture, but a tingling pain flashed in Ayin's chest.

Faintly, a familiar figure seemed to appear in this clearing. (To be continued.) )