Moxi's palm has used seven successes, and there is no possibility of recovering it. Shaman wanted to use himself to remove the other party's internal force, but he didn't expect his waist to tighten, and then the whole person was instantly led behind the man, the white curtain slid across his cheeks, only to hear a bang, the two of them were bounced out together, and they staggered a few steps before barely stopping. The white curtain on the man's head was also blown away by the palm wind of the two.

Mo Xi is not easy at the moment, the skill of the other party just now is obviously not under him, at this moment he only feels a stagnation in his heart and mouth, the qi of the dantian is disordered, and it is extremely difficult to lift the palm again. He reluctantly eased his internal breath, and looked up to see the other party's situation, but the whole person was there.

"Wet clear?"

"Big brother!"

The three Taoist priests rushed over in unison, and Shaman hurriedly supported the man, looking nervous to check his pulse. "Are you stupid, why do you have to take his palm, don't you know your own situation?" Shaman was a little angry and a little moved, and his eyes were slightly red.

"If I don't take it, you're going to die! Are you stupid or am I stupid! The man smiled a little reluctantly, with a pale face, eyebrows and nose that looked like a clear one. It's just that his eyes are tied with a blue cloth belt, and his specific appearance is not real.

"Wet clear?" Mo Xi took two steps forward, and the three Taoist priests immediately drew their swords and faced each other, with a desperate posture that if you dare to move again, they will fight with you.

Moxi didn't realize it, stared at the man directly, and called again, "Haoqing, your eyes?" ”

The man tilted his head slightly, as if to make sure that Moxi was calling him. At this time, Shaman did not speak, so that the man was slightly surprised. On weekdays, if something happens, she will always explain it in his ear. Such silence at this time made the man curious about the word "Maoqing".

"Are you calling me?" The voice was still hoarse, with a slight gasp, obviously just injured.

Mo Xi frowned and looked at it carefully, hesitated for a moment and asked, "You and I have fought a battle, and we haven't asked Your Excellency for your honorific title yet?" ”

The man also seemed to have an appreciation for Moxi, put one hand on his chest, and made a virtual salute, "Shushan faction, nameless!" ”

"Nameless?" Mo Xi was even more suspicious, "People in the world, regardless of men, women, young and old, have titles, even if they are cats and dogs, their owners will have a nickname to make it easy to call!" I'm curious, is Your Excellency nameless, or because you don't remember what it was called? ”

Nameless smiled faintly, "Under Nameless, it was called Nameless at the beginning of my memory." ”

Moxi looked at him, seeing that his expression was indifferent and peaceful, with familiar eyebrows and eyes but an unfamiliar breath, it seemed that his confirmation was wrong!

Nameless waited for him for a while, and when he saw that the other party didn't speak, he said: "The wolf king is worthy of being the wolf king, he was too conceited just now, and thank you for your mercy!" ”

If a person's memory can be buried, it is difficult to completely get rid of the former pattern of temperament and martial arts. With his sensitive sense of smell, he couldn't smell a trace of clear breath, Moxi looked at the nameless in front of him, although he still had doubts in his heart, he was no longer obsessed. He replied with a fist clench, "Your Excellency's martial arts are not below me, and my eyes are invisible, so I have taken advantage of it." It is a blessing to be able to fight with you today, and when your eye disease recovers, Moxi will come to ask for advice. Leave! ”

"Don't send it!"

"Senior brother, how are your injuries?" When the three little Taoist priests saw that Moxi was gone, they withdrew their long swords and turned their heads to ask Nameless with concern.

Before Nameless could speak, Shaman frowned and reprimanded: Your body has been rejecting the Lianyun Beads in your body, and if you continue like this, you will not only be blind! Master asked you to take us out of the mountain in the hope that on the road of demon extermination, you can have a good run-in with Lian Yunzhu and heal yourself. But your physical condition has been getting worse and worse along the way. Just now, I just took this palm, and I almost hurt my heart. Do you know what you're doing? ”

"Of course I know!" Nameless didn't seem to care about his body at all, and said lightly, "Master once said that there are people in the demon clan who can take on great responsibilities, just now I deliberately tried his skills, although he didn't use all his strength, but that palm is not seventy percent but also fifty percent." The demon clan has such characters, and there is already one more possibility of success from what the master said. ”

"But Master also said that you are one of the most important ones. If you don't heal yourself, you still won't be able to accomplish the great things Master has ever explained. Sharman grumbled, somewhat knowingly, "Why do you say you reject it so much?" Its existence is only good for you, and there is no harm in it. ”

"I don't know, it's not something I can control!" A trace of confusion flashed on Nameless's face, "This body seems to be clinging to something, and it is really strange that it would rather be decadent and rotten than accept Lian Yunzhu!" By the way, do you know the person you just mentioned? ”

"I, how could I know each other!" Sharman was spineless and chose to lie, because she wasn't sure if it would be good or bad for him to tell him about his nameless memory. ”

"Looks like we met!" Nameless chuckled, "You're going to spit on every time you lie to me." ”

"I, where do I have?" Sharman immediately retorted loudly, but his confidence was obviously insufficient.

Nameless had such an expression, "Actually, there is no need for you to lie at all, in my memory, there is no impression of the word 'Maoqing'." Things are the same, people are similar, and it's very common in the first place. But you lied about this, but it shows that I must have something to do with that Mao Qing. ”

Sharman looked at him, grim and hesitant. Through the blue cloth belt, Nameless seemed to be able to sense Shaman's mood, and waved his hand indifferently, "Forget it, I'm just a little curious, if this person is really destined for me, he will definitely meet him one day, you don't have to worry about it anymore." It's ugly! ”

Sharman snorted and laughed, "How do you know I'm ugly if you can't see it!" ”

Nameless curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and stretched out his hand forward, Shaman immediately supported him and walked to the side, and a small Taoist priest hurriedly moved the thick cushion under Nameless. No one can heal a nameless wound, and if he wants to heal, he can only rely on himself.

Shaman looked at the man who was meditating quietly and pranayama, his eyebrows and eyes did not change, but he fell in love with a white dress, which was completely different from the cold Miqing in his memory. Four months ago, Lao Jun suddenly told Yue Lao to let her follow the Nether Realm to practice, and Yue Lao naturally couldn't object, but he was only in the form of a peach tree and was taken to Shushan.

At the beginning of Qingyunguan, she saved Haoqing with Neidan, but she didn't expect to be like that when she saw him again. Pale and dead, lifeless. Lao Jun let her retrieve her Neidan, whether she wanted to or not, she still became the original Shaman.

But the clear is no longer the same as before. The former was clear, cold and lonely, indifferent and alienated, but a heart was extremely soft. And the man in front of him is weak and broken, mild and pale, and cannot see.

After regaining consciousness, it was not that he had lost his memory, but that the people and things he remembered had nothing to do with Qingyunguan. Lao Jun named him nameless, and learned from others in general. Shaman didn't know why Haoqing became nameless, why the Heavenly Court artifact Chijin Dan fell on him, and what was the purpose of Lao Jun to let her go to the lower realm?

Confused, Shaman stayed with Nameless. Maybe it was her Nedan who had stayed in him, or maybe it was her who was the first voice he heard when he woke up. He is indeed a little different from her, and he gets along more easily and casually than others, but it doesn't stop there.

Sharman took his gaze away from Nameless and turned in the direction of Qingqiu. She remembered what Ayin had said, and she said that she would find him herself, heal him, and bring him back to Qingyunguan. Perhaps, it's not impossible! (To be continued.) )