In order not to arouse Liu Yan's suspicions, ** did not directly tell Wang Gengyan's previous experience, nor did he use secret techniques to transmit sounds, after all, this so-called secret technique is not necessarily a secret technique in front of a higher cultivator, so it is not necessarily a secret technique.dt.com Since you can't speak, you can't use sound transmission, and you will be suspicious in writing, so how can you trigger Wang Gengyan's dusty memory, which seems to be a little difficult.

For this reason, I thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of a way, that is, to take Wang Gengyan to the place he had been, which not only avoided Liu Yan's suspicion, but also perhaps made Wang Gengyan recover his memory.

After Wang Gengyan came to the Sumeru Realm, he hadn't been to many places, and it didn't take much time to walk again and again.

Of course, ** knew that there were only a few places where Wang Gengyan had been, and some places still needed his own recollection, so the two cooperated with each other, and the first stop was the ancient wind city closest to the Three Holy Sects.

The ancient wind city has not been damaged in several wars, the first battle between the three factions of the ancient wind faction Yilin faction and the purple spirit sect was just a smoke, mainly because Liu Yan wanted to confuse the Liuxian faction, so as to merge the three factions into the illusion created by the three holy sects, so the ancient wind city was full of machines, but in the end it was unscathed.

The second war between the Liuxian faction and the Three Holy Sects was real, but this battle was interrupted by the explosion of the earth's nuclear bomb before the winner was decided, and before the Liuxian faction could find trouble with the ancient wind city, the war ended because Wang San became a baby, so the ancient wind city is still intact.

The carriages were still parked outside the ancient city, and in the past twenty years, the coachmen who had been guarding outside the city gate had changed one batch after another, but one of them was still here, becoming the elder of all the coachmen.

"Two immortal elders, do you need to rent a carriage? Gratis...... Gratis! ”

As soon as Wang Gengyan and ** came to the city gate, a white-haired old man hurriedly ran over and said with a smile.

"Get out!"

Although he seemed groveling in front of Wang Gengyan, he was still a monk in his infancy after all.

Since he would not put a mortal in his eyes, when he saw the old man running over with a smile, he immediately shouted loudly, and secretly mixed some true yuan.

Immediately, the old man was shocked to the point that he vomited blood and sat down on the ground.

"Uncle Yang......"

"Are you okay, Uncle Yang?"

Seeing that the old man was spitting blood, the coachman next to him hurriedly surrounded him, asked with great concern, and helped the old man aside.

"Alas! Uncle Yang. How many times have you told you, don't provoke those immortals, you ...... Why are you suffering? ”

"Yes! Not every monk is like the king, they will treat you like a brother, give up! ”

The popularity of the head in the coachman is not bad, after the injury, everyone stepped forward to comfort, Wang Gengyan was already about to enter the city, and suddenly heard those coachmen mention the name Wang San, and immediately stopped.

Wang Gengyan and ** went and returned, and a group of coachmen turned pale with fright.

I don't know where I said the wrong thing, but I'm worried to death.

"II...... Two immortals, I'm ...... We are the horsemen who drive the carriage, if there is something wrong, I hope that the two immortals will grow up a lot, let me wait for a way to live. ”

They were all frightened by Wang Gengyan's staring at the coachman, and no one dared to say anything, but the old man was quite bold and dared to open his mouth to beg Wang Gengyan for mercy.

Wang Gengyan carefully met the old man.

I had a sense of déjà vu in my mind, but I just couldn't remember seeing it there.

"What's your name?"

Wang Gengyan asked suddenly.

"The villain's surname is Yang, and his name is far away."

The old man replied with a shudder.

"Yang Daoyuan? Yang Daoyuan......"

Wang Gengyan whispered, and a person's shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of his memory.

It was a mediocre-looking, forty-year-old man, with a black mole the size of a bean on his face, which was in the same position as Yang Daoyuan's face.

"You mentioned Wang San just now, do you know him?"

Wang Gengyan asked again.

"Recognize ...... No...... I don't know. ”

The old man's eyes were evasive, and he wanted to say that he knew.

But for some reason, he suddenly changed his tune again.

"Bold!"

**Hearing Yang Daoyuan's vague words, he shouted angrily: "You dare to lie in front of the old man and master, don't you want to live?" ”

"**, Hugh is rude."

"Yes, master!"

"Still not going to back down for me?"

Wang Gengyan was afraid that ** would hurt Yang Daoyuan, so he hurriedly retreated**.

"Uncle Yang, don't be afraid, I'm a friend of that Wang San, I just want to ask you about his whereabouts, don't be nervous."

Wang Gengyan comforted.

"Friends?"

Yang Daoyuan stood up straight with a shocked face, looked at Wang Gengyan carefully for a while, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of him really looked a little similar to Wang San back then, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Looks so similar to Wang San, it can't be some of Wang San's relatives, right?"

Yang Daoyuan looked Wang Gengyan up and down again, and asked, "Are you really Wang San's friend?" ”

"Hmm!"

Wang Gengyan nodded lightly, and didn't say much, just kept staring at Yang Daoyuan, the more familiar he became.

After about a cup of tea, Yang Daoyuan bit his silver teeth, seemed to have made up his mind, and opened his mouth to say, "Yes, I ......"

"Whoosh!"

"Who?"

Just as Yang Daoyuan was about to tell Wang Gengyan that he and Wang San had passed by, a green leaf suddenly flashed and passed directly through Yang Daoyuan's throat, causing him to die instantly.

There are also legends in the mortal world that martial artists pick flowers and hurt people, but that is just a legend, if you want to really do this, monks can do it lightly, especially a monk like **.

Of course, ** will definitely not do this kind of thing, unless he really wants to be Wang Gengyan's slave for the rest of his life.

And this leaf just now came too suddenly, and the speed was so fast that ** didn't even notice it, so it can be seen that the people who pick leaves and kill people have a much higher cultivation than **.

Wang Gengyan and ** looked back and didn't chase after them, because both of them knew in their hearts that this must be a high-level monk sent by Liu Yan to follow them.

"You don't want me to regain my memory, do you?"

Wang Gengyan bit his silver teeth, and quickly formed a seal in his hand, and a burst of gray gas suddenly gushed out of his body, and instantly condensed a ball the size of a ping-pong ball, with a black glow all over his body, and pressed it towards Yang Daoyuan's corpse.

"Boom!"

But just when the bead was about to touch Yang Daoyuan's corpse, a fireball of the same size as the bead suddenly shot out from the dense forest in the distance, and hit Yang Daoyuan's corpse before the bead at the speed of lightning and flint, and burned the entire body into ashes with a bang.

The scorching heat paved the way, and although Wang Gengyan was more than a foot away from Yang Daoyuan's corpse, his eyebrows were still curled, which showed the high temperature of the fireball.

(To be continued.)

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