Chapter 35: The City Lord Is Poor

"Is the lord of the city poor?" Nian Yun pointed to the dense bamboo forest in front of him, there was not even a road, and it was called the 'City Lord's Mansion'.

"Don't just look at the surface of things." Traceless said, stretched out his hand, and a white light hit the bamboo, and those bamboo forests actually opened a path by themselves, and Nianyun opened his eyes again.

Walking with Traceless, the bamboo in front has been opening the way, and the bamboo in the back has been merging together, and I can't imagine where I walked in from.

She really wanted to meet the owner of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord Qianyong, how powerful it must be to live in this kind of place.

After walking out of the bamboo forest, the first sight is a grass house, with a few simple bamboo chairs in the courtyard, and a few vegetable patches next to it, and a well on the left side of the vegetable patch.

"Poof, no trace, did you say that the city lord wants to become a monk?", Nian was curious, and secretly observed the surroundings: "The city lord lives so miserably, do the people of the city that never sleeps know?" ”

Traceless knocked her head helplessly: "Nianyun!" Talking nonsense again. ”

"Hmm." Nianyun obediently closed his mouth, suppressed the smile on his face, and hung an expression on his face that I hadn't done anything.

A playful voice came from the back room, and then a man in coarse linen clothes walked out: "Ah Yun, when did you get into the habit of bringing milk dolls around?" ”

Without waiting for Wu Ji to speak, Nian Yun was not happy, and took a step forward: "Hey, uncle, you are too unfactual, where did you come from." People ...... this year Weaned early this year. ”

The man in the cloth robe walked out, although he was dressed simply, but his appearance was more and more traceless, very handsome, but he looked much more mature than boring.

Traceless pulled Nian Yun down to his side and nodded at the cloth-clothed man: "Old Qian, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still like this." ”

Qianyong was also a little stunned, and then laughed and said: "It's been many years, since you came back last time you went into retreat and resigned as the head of the Sword Academy, I was caught off guard." ”

"Are you the city lord Qianyong?" Nian Yun couldn't believe it, with such an identity, living in a grass hut and wearing cloth clothes, it was really difficult for people to see that this was the city lord.

Qianyong doesn't care if Nian Yun calls him by name, it's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting girl?

"What's your name?" Qianyong asked.

Nianyun blinked and replied, "Mo Nianyun." ”

Qianyong laughed and clapped his palms: "You have the same word as Ayun, I will call you Little Ayun in the future." ”

Nian Yun didn't feel anything bad and nodded. However, hearing Qianyong say this, Nian Yun confirmed one thing even more, the name of Traceless was Xue Yun. The old friend named "Xue Yun" he said before was himself.

It's just, why didn't you say it without a trace?

When Wuxian heard that Qianyong called Nian Yun so intimate, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Nian Yun, the purpose of your trip." He reminded.

Nianyun nodded, took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to Qianyong and said, "The old man of the border gatekeeper asked me to bring it to the city lord for you." ”

When Qianyong heard that the gatekeeper was concerned, he took the letter and opened it carefully.

It's strange that when Qianyong opened the letter, he didn't have any abnormalities like before, just like opening an ordinary letter.

As the letter unfolded, Qianyong's face became more and more heavy, which made Nian Yun very curious, what kind of content could make the owner of the city that never sleeps be able to face it calmly.

After reading the letter, as soon as Qianyong raised his hand, a beam of fire rose out of thin air, and the letter turned into flames.

Nian Yun stared blankly at the scene just now, the fiery red roses, the smell of magicians.

"Ahh Nianyun screamed, her headache splitting, she squatted down and covered her head, so familiar feeling, this bright red rose, must have seen it, but she couldn't think of it, the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.

"Nianyun." Traceless didn't know what was going on with Nian Yun: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"None...... Trace...... I...... Headache......" Nianyun gritted his teeth very tightly and said intermittently.

Traceless was at a loss, she didn't dare to go to Nian Yundu's internal qi anymore, Nian Yun's body was too fragile, and she couldn't bear any of her internal qi anymore.

From amnesia to the present, Nianyun has not hesitated, but her memories were very vague before, and she always felt that she couldn't grasp them, so she didn't dig deeper. What's wrong with no memory, don't you live well.

But this time was different, Nian Yun felt as if she had grasped something, and as long as she took one step further, she could remember it all.

Nian Yun bit Traceless's arm in pain, and after only a while, Traceless's arm was bleeding.

In the face of Nianyun's sudden attack, Traceless did not resist, he hugged Nianyun tightly, wanting to share some pain for her.

"Ah Yun, you are really getting more and more stupid!" Qianyong watched from the sidelines and said sarcastically.

Traceless closed his eyes, the blood left from his arm was low on his white clothes, and he said lightly: "It's just a bite, this pain is nothing to me." ”

Qianyong shook his hand: "This is just a palliative, not a cure, why is she in so much pain now, do you know?" Because she was trying to remember her old memories. ”

Traceless looked at Qianyong in disbelief, memory? Silly girl, what do you want it with your previous memories! What kind of memory made her feel like this, and she was unwilling to give up.

Traceless hugged Nianyun tightly, and the white light flowed from Traceless's eyebrows to Nianyun's eyebrows.

Nian Yun covered his head, although his face eased a little, but his little face was still wrinkled in pain.

Traceless's handsome face was filled with endless sadness, his face was close to Nianyun's, and the white light in his eyebrows was getting fainter and fainter, but Traceless was still indifferent.

"Ah Yun, you are crazy, little Ah Yun is a body made by Xuan Bing, and he is already dead. It's just a tool for the old man of the North to send a message. Is it worth it! ”

"If it's lying here, it's Ming Yu. Would you say it's not worth it? ”

Listening to the words without a trace, Qianyong stayed in place.

Ming Yu, Qianyong's dead wife, how long has it been since no one mentioned this name in front of him.

Qianyong and Wuxian could not feel Nian Yun's stubbornness at this time, but Nian Yun was in pain for such a short time, and the old injury she suffered last time also broke out, and her body flashed with white light, as if it was about to disappear at any time.

The blood on the traceless arm kept flowing down, Nianyun felt the sweetness of the blood in her mouth, she wanted to let go, but she couldn't control herself.

Traceless knew her stubbornness and her pain: "Nianyun, don't think about it, the past is over, you should let go." ”

Nianyun has a headache, but his heart hurts even more, let go of the past? Tears fell down like pearls with broken threads.