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Xun Jiu breathed tightly, glanced sideways at Fu Sheng, and found that he was also frowning, his eyes fixed on the brocade box in Yu Yinchen's hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he knew that it was necessary to recover his memory, Xun Jiu still asked tentatively: "Do you have to recover your memory?" ”

Without waiting for Yu Yinchen to nod, she asked cautiously, "Is there any way to open the sealed flower soul without recovering her memory?" ”

Yu Yinchen didn't speak, just looked at Xun Jiu lightly.

For some reason, at this moment, he unexpectedly gave birth to an unusually strong consciousness, which told him that he couldn't let Xun Jiu remember it, and he couldn't let her have all the memories of Fengxi.

With a shocked face, Yu Yinchen's body was unstable, and he took a step back, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Fan Yin noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked nervously, "National Teacher, how are you?" ”

Yu Yinchen's breathing was disordered, his eyes were dilated, and he was frozen on the ground at random, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Fu Sheng and Xun Jiu glanced at each other, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

It was clearly Yu Yinchen who proposed to let the two of them recover their memories and then open the white jade box containing the golden flower soul, how do you look like he is suddenly unwilling?

Fan Yin's face was also full of puzzlement, and he lowered his voice, "National teacher, but suddenly uncomfortable?" ”

Fan Yin frowned slightly, it stands to reason that this day has not passed yet, and it is impossible for the national teacher to have an attack in advance, how can you look like it is very painful? Could it be ...... Is there a change in the soul of the flower?

Thinking of this, Fan Yin crossed his face with a touch of panic, and got up to check the white jade box hanging in the air.

Before he could walk away, he was grabbed by Yu Yinchen's arm.

Fan Yin was stunned for a moment.

Yu Yinchen slowly looked back, looked at him seriously, and his voice was indescribably low, "To be honest, has someone lost part of the memories of this deity?" ”

Fan Yin looked at him blankly, not answering, not answering.

Fan Yin was very entangled, and he didn't know how to say it in order to explain to Yu Yinchen that part of the memory was something he couldn't accept and deliberately forgot.

Xun Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Yu Yinchen, "Could it be ...... Even the national teacher doesn't know what happened five hundred years ago? ”

Yu Yinchen raised his head, his eyes were full of confusion at this moment, and he suddenly lost his sense of direction. He didn't understand why he brought Xun Jiu to this place, and he didn't understand why he couldn't wait for her to recover his memory before, he subconsciously didn't want her to remember those things before.

"No......" hugged the brocade box tightly and took a step back, Yu Yinchen muttered to himself, "I can't recover my memory, the deity doesn't want you to recover your memory." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the brocade box up with both hands and was about to fall down.

Fan Yin was shocked, quickly snatched the brocade box from his hand, and shouted: "National teacher, you are crazy!" Do you know that if you miss today, you will have to wait another 500 years to get rid of the pain of gray hair, for this day, you have suffered for 500 years, do you want to come back for another 500 years? ”

Yu Yinchen suddenly quieted down, looked at Fan Yin coldly, and ordered, "Give me back the box." ”

"No way!" Fan Yin frowned, he knew very well in his heart that the national teacher Xu had thought of something for a while, so he regretted it, and didn't want Xun Jiu to remember, but so many people under the mountain were still waiting, they all knew that Xun Jiu was the reincarnation of the queen, if Xun Jiu had not recovered the queen's memory after he went out, it would mean that the Nine Palaces had lost their trust to the people of Min, and it also meant that the Nine Palaces would no longer be majestic in the future.

For the palace keepers, this is a great sin.

Gritting his teeth ruthlessly, Fan Yin reached out and handed the box to Xun Jiu, and said quickly: "You open it quickly, I'll drag the national teacher first, and I'll find a way to calm him down after the two of you fall asleep." ”

Xun Jiu took the brocade box suspiciously, and was about to open it, but Yu Yinchen teleported in front of her and vigorously snatched back the brocade box.

His move made Fu Sheng interested in those things five hundred years ago.

At the moment when Yu Yinchen snatched the brocade box, Fu Sheng immediately took action to grab it, and the two of them used internal force between the snatching, only to hear the sound of "clicking" a wooden board breaking, the brocade box was shattered by internal force, and I didn't know what was inside, I only felt that the moment the brocade box was broken, there seemed to be a white light flashing out, and after a blink of an eye, Fu Sheng, Xun Jiu and Yu Yinchen all fell to the ground in an instant because they saw the white light, and they fell into a coma completely.

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Rewind time to 500 years ago, and memories of the past poured into the minds of the three people like a tidal wave.

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In the quaintly decorated inn, a group of people dressed as quaint rangers are discussing intently while eating breakfast.

"Have you heard, the nine-turnstile that opens every three years opened in advance."

When the others heard this, they immediately became interested.

There is a humanitarian: "The Nine Turnstile is the holy land of martial arts that people all over the world dream of, since its establishment, there has been a rule of opening every three years, and it has never changed for many years, how can it be opened in advance?" Don't bluff us. ”

"It's true." The man who spoke before glanced around, and said in a low voice: "Because the daughter of the door owner is seriously ill, this time the door was opened in advance to recruit divine doctors from the world to heal the legendary mysterious daughter who never took half a step out of the door. ”

A group of people who were originally lacking in interest came to their interests again.

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The spring is cold, and the cold wind passes through the hall.

Feng Xi gathered the slightly thin placket on his body, stood on the railing on the second floor and listened to the group of people, but his eyes glanced at the man in white who had been sitting quietly in the southeast corner from time to time.

He has a pair of clear and clear eyes, black hair is like ink scattered over his shoulders, he wears a light purple Bodhi pendant on his forehead, and his hands are slender and beautiful, just as clean as his whole temperament.

Feng Xi's attention was obviously not on the man's appearance, but on the bamboo slip in his hand.

Feng Xi has good eyesight, and he can easily see rows of people's names recorded on the bamboo slips, and those names are all south