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"Put your hands on it." Feng Ning stretched out the spirit bead in front of Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan stood in place, stunned, the murderous aura on the girl in front of him had not yet dissipated, and the beads she was holding in her hand were something he had never seen before.

Flashing with brilliant light, the whole person looked very weird, Feng Yuan's whole body trembled, and slowly put his hand on the beads.

Feng Ning stared at the unchanged spirit bead, his eyes became dark, and it took a long time to ease up, and he sighed, "It seems that I am thinking too much." ”

The two of them stood, the surroundings were very quiet, Feng Yuan's eyes did not blink, staring at the girl in front of him, and he felt the temperature of his body slowly rise.

Feng Ning stared at the beads quietly, as if thinking about something important, standing so close, Feng Yuan could clearly see the curled eyelashes on her eyes.

Feng Yuan suddenly felt that her face softened again, and he remembered that when he first saw her, the way she smiled, a burst of warmth surged in his heart, and the person who saved his life should not be unfavorable to him.

Although it was difficult to accept that he was protected by a little girl, Feng Yuan was still a little happy in his heart, and it felt good to be protected.

Feng Yuan approached Feng Ning, waved his hand in front of her, didn't react at all, and after a long time, he saw her put away the beads in her hand, and smiled at Feng Yuan, the smile looked very bitter.

Feng Yuan opened his mouth, but finally held back, the curiosity in his heart, he didn't ask, vaguely, he felt that she was in a bad mood, and it was related to him.

"Anyway, I'm glad to meet you." Feng Ning took out the Broken Mind Sword and suspended it in mid-air, "Where are you going?" I'll send you. ”

"I want to go with my companions." Feng Yuan really wanted to work with her to figure out the familiarity in his heart and what was going on.

But he still remembered his mission, and although his employer died, they had to go back to his life.

Feng Ning frowned, "You're still a killer?" ”

Feng Yuan didn't know if it was his own delusion, and the girl's question made him feel that he had done something wrong and was sorry for her.

This feeling made him a little awkward, because Feng Yuan felt that he had never owed anyone except his sister and the girl who had helped him avenge him.

Speaking of this, Feng Yuan was shocked to realize that the girl in front of him and the girl who helped him avenge him looked very similar in figure, and the sword was also very similar.

It can't be the same person, right? Feng Yuan took a step back, frightened by the thought of himself.

A delicate and beautiful fairy; How can a noble, sometimes holy, sometimes evil, completely different temperament be the same person?

"How do you know that I used to be a killer?" Feng Yuan was shocked in his heart, since he took revenge, he hadn't been a killer, so not many people knew that he was a killer before.

The recent events that have impacted his concepts one by one, Feng Yuan is like opening the door to a new world, and all his cognitions have changed.

Cultivating immortals, immortals, and demon cultivators, these things make him confused, and the girl in front of him is also a person from that world.

Their immortal arts, powerful and mysterious, should be very easy to find out about his past, no wonder they can say his name and what he used to do.

Feng Ning sensed it with his divine sense, and found that he had sent Feng Yuan's jade pendant, and he took it with him, and then patted Feng Yuan's chest again, sending spiritual power to heal his injuries.

Feng Yuan only felt a warmth in his heart, and the wound healed at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Feng Yuan's heart was gloomy, is it really not from the same world?

Feng Ning turned his head and looked ahead, "Your companion is here, I should go." ”

Feng Yuan took Feng Ning's hand, "Can we still meet?" ”

"Live well, and don't do anything dangerous." Feng Ning looked at Feng Yuan, his eyes were soft, but his tone was not a trace, and there was room for negotiation.

"It's so touching, I can't bear to disturb you." A joking voice came, breaking the sadness between the two.

Feng Ning followed the voice and looked over, a young man with black hair and black eyes sat on a branch, with fine grass in his mouth, and he didn't know how long he had been watching there.

Feng Ning slapped Feng Yuan on the body with a palm, sending him back to his companion's place, standing in place, looking back at the young man.

"See you again." Like a ghost, the young man rushed to Feng Ning's side and wiped the blood on Feng Ning's face with his slender but powerful hand.

It seems, gentle and focused, with a hint of scary.

Feng Ning just recalled the picture of him standing in the bone rain that day, and his stomach couldn't help but churn, and the face that was exactly the same as that of Si couldn't calm her down.

"That person, it's your brother, right?" The cold fingers calmed down Feng Ning.

Feng Ning closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no love in her eyes.

"This face is the real you, isn't it?" The boy asked in a low voice, his eyelids drooping, as if recalling something.

"I don't understand, what are you talking about?" Feng Ning pretended to be absent-minded, but his heart was very shocked.

"Don't deny it, I know your name is Feng Ning." The boy laughed, a clear smile that made him look less scary.

"How do you know?" Feng Ning put his mind at ease, the name is just that

"Hmm" The young man stroked the hair on his forehead with his fingers, looking very arrogant, "I also know that you are not from this world, you are"

Feng Ning aimed the sword at the young man, his eyes deep with the abyss.

"What does that mean?" The young man looked at Feng Ning playfully, "I said, don't be so enthusiastic, you're sure you can parry it, me and my pet." ”

It's obviously a threatening word, but it was forced by the teenager to say a sense of temptation.

Feng Ning was uneasy, there was a feeling of being stripped naked, and she stabbed the sword without hesitation, but only stabbed a piece of air, and before she could make the next move, the Broken Nian Sword was knocked to the ground.

"I said, don't make jokes like that." The boy's voice came from behind his ears, and along with the sound came the temperature of the tip of his nose.

Feng Ning's face gradually turned pale, and he suddenly felt that his temples were being held against him, and many pictures flashed in his head

Feng Ning's whole body trembled because the secret was excavated.

"Don't be afraid, this is my memory." From behind, the young man surrounded the wind condensation, "How can I be willing to hurt you and let you bear the pain of soul searching." ”

Many things of monks are imprinted in the depths of the soul, and soul searching is the simplest and most crude way to check the monk's memory.

"Why do you have these memories?" Feng Ning thought about it for a long time, and she faintly felt as if she had fallen into a huge whirlpool.

If someone searches her soul, the biggest secret in her heart will be revealed sooner or later.

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