Chenhua under the Fanxin Tower, although he exchanged bodies with Jinghua before the first thunderbolt, perhaps because he was in too much of a hurry, there was still a wisp of divine consciousness that was shaken, resulting in partial amnesia.

He has forgotten who he is, the blessings he has enjoyed, and the evil he has done. There are only two clearest memories left in life, an unforgettable love and a bitter hate.

But now, even he couldn't figure it out. His feelings for Jinghua were already indescribable, but now he is even more confused. He kept asking Xiao Lin to find his second brother to save him, but he still subconsciously felt that it was his backer, his savior, and the person he respected and relied on the most.

His magic skills have long been removed, and now what flows from his body is Jinghua's gentle and pure spiritual power, he is no longer cynical, no longer unpredictable, no longer hysterical, and no longer obstinate.

He seems to have regressed to the way he was when he was the Third Highness before, who was favored by his father and mother, and had no strengths, but also had no bad intentions.

It's just that he completely forgot who he was, and he often heard the beautiful woman call himself that way in his dreams, so he thought that he was the third son of the Chen family.

The goddess flower blooms all year round, and is always beautiful all year round. Kobayashi picks the freshest and most beautiful flowers for him every day and lets him put them in the tower. Living at the bottom of that dark and damp tower made him very disgusted by his clean nature, and only looking at these beautiful flowers and thinking of that woman made him feel a little happier.

It is only forbidden to change the vase of flowers a few times, and the spring is closed for another year.

Xiao Lin was very happy, because although he didn't find his second brother for Chenhua, he had learned a lot of spells, and now the senior brothers didn't dare to mess with him easily.

Xuan Yao was very anxious, because her abdomen had grown tall, but none of the flowers brought by the flower spirit still had the mark she wanted.

Xuanhua and Miaoyuan are constantly surprised every day, because Yinlongyi really has infinite potential, not only does Jinghua reborn his muscles and bones, but he has not even had a bare attack for a long time, and the whole person is like being reborn!

Canaan Xu was very tormented, he wanted to expose the puppet Heavenly Emperor, but Qinglan and Xuanhua always covered it up seamlessly, he wanted to confess to Ah Mo regardless of it, but he was afraid that he wouldn't even have to do it now.

The most excited is Yu Li, because the day of Ah Mo's wedding is getting closer and closer, and his hanging heart can finally be put down. In addition, he has done well in the household department, and he can be regarded as having a firm foothold in the Celestial Clan. The only thing that haunted him was the golden key, which always caused him to have inexplicable auditory hallucinations in the dead of night.

Among these people, only Jinghua and Ah Mo feel that life is the most boring, far away, and the days are like years.

Because they are missing, the days without each other, every minute, every moment is so difficult, lovesick and heartbroken, and every inch of bones is turned into ashes.

But anyway, a year, just like that, passed.

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Three-foot Qingfeng, cold as water.

It was Lanyue, and when he entered the house today, Jinghua saw this world's number one divine soldier on his desk.

You don't have to ask to know that the eldest brother must have brought him back from Chen'an Palace.

Jing Huafeng's eyes lit up, as if a beam of light had ignited the long-silent deep sea, and the huge waves on the sea were his boiling blood, his instinctive desire for conquest and power.

He walked slowly forward, walked to the table, and gently rested his hand on Lanyue's sword, and immediately felt the piercing chill. He touched it, but he didn't dare to lift it up, let alone draw its scabbard.

How long has it been since I touched it? This divine weapon that never left his body, and drank blood with a severed head!

Those days on the battlefield, those Shaoguang who licked blood from the knife edge and didn't know what would happen tomorrow today, was always with him, leading the soldiers to fight a way out, and also made supreme feats for himself on the white bones of the forest.

And I'm almost going to give it up!

This is the experience that only people who practice martial arts can have, in the year when he first arrived in Bodhi Town, he couldn't even pick up a pen, and the deep grief and despair was not only because he could never see Momo again, but also because he had to give up his former self.

That god of war who is invincible in cultivation and whose sword light can shake the five mountains - Xuanyuan Jinghua!

Jinghua stroked the lines on the scabbard, as if he was exchanging heartfelt words with an old friend who had been separated for many years.

Is it really possible? Can you pick it up again and dance a set of swordsmanship? If you haven't used martial arts for a long time, will you forget it all? Will you even forget the moves of the four lore kills?

He raised his hand and drew his sword.

The bone-chilling chill made him gasp suddenly, but he was even more inexplicably excited.

"After looking at it for a long time, can you still see a flower?" Xuanhua couldn't help but tease him outside, "I brought the sword back, but I didn't let you look at it like this!"

Jinghua was a little embarrassed, "Big brother, I ......"

"What are you?" Ah Yuan said, it's okay to take it easy. Xuanhua urged him, "Why are you still stunned, go to the yard and play two tricks for the eldest brother to see! It's a small place, don't tear down my house." ”

Jinghua smiled, walked slowly to the middle of the courtyard, and gently pulled a sword flower.

Just like that, the familiar feeling came back.

In front of the eldest brother, Jinghua naturally doesn't use those swordsmanship when facing the enemy, but it is a set of homely swordsmanship, with some light dance swordsmanship, called "Water Moon and Long Wind". And tonight, when the moon is in the sky, the son is like the wind, and it is worthy of the name.

Xuanhua drank wine, passed two fennel beans, and looked at his younger brother casually, but he was actually quite nervous in his heart, I don't know if Jinghua can still dance this world's number one sword, let alone whether he can afford to be the first person in the world?

Xu is bedridden for a long time, so Jinghua's body is a little stiff, and he is a little reluctant to move, but fortunately, today's set of swordsmanship is still quite gentle, and he slowly became familiar with it after a few turns, jumps, and swords.

One move and one style gradually took shape, and the change was also flexible and smooth, the extremely thin sword body trembled slightly, reflecting the brilliance of the moonlight, although there was no shock to the enemy in this set of gentle swordsmanship, but the awe-inspiring meaning should not be underestimated.

Gradually, Jinghua's body became more and more flexible, and his momentum was integrated, and it was actually a sword walking dragon, which was full of meaning. After that, Xuanhua gradually became difficult to distinguish his moves, only to feel his sword aura everywhere in the small courtyard, walking with the sword, the sword turned into a shower, sometimes like a light swallow, sometimes like a thunderbolt.

Xuanhua saw that he was dancing vigorously, and he didn't come to disturb him, and after a while, Jinghua still didn't mean to stop, so Xuanhua shouted: "Second brother, I'll be here today." If you have Lanyue, you can practice every day in the future. ”

Jinghua put away his sword and ran to Xuanhua's side in a few steps.

"Big brother, I seem to be all right!" Jinghua gasped slightly, but was extremely excited.

Xuanhua smiled slightly, and a big stone in his heart finally fell, but he quietly poured a glass of water for Jinghua.

"This is less than one-third of your previous cultivation! If this is satisfied, I am too sorry for the Yinlong Wing that the ancestor gave you!

Jinghua, I don't just want you to return to the way you were before the punishment, I want your cultivation to be higher than before, even surpassing our Yinlong Ancestor, and being able to flap your wings and slap a god like Chi You!

He looked at his brother and made seemingly unrealistic wishes.

Jinghua had just finished practicing the sword, his plain pale face was flushed, and a few fine sweats hung silently on his long eyelashes. Xu is well recuperated here in Miaoyuan, he looks much better than when he was in Heaven before, and he is not so thin, he is truly beautiful in the prosperous world, and he is beautiful in the moon.

"I did my best. Jinghua smiled.

"With your words, my hard work in the past two years will be in vain!"

Xuanhua looked at the second brother who was now in full spirit, and said solemnly: "There is something I have wanted to tell you for a long time, but you have been sick, so I didn't mention it." ”

"What's the matter?" Jinghua said movingly.

"In the past two years, I have been in charge of the Wangxing Pavilion on your behalf, and I found that the Yinlong Mother Star has hinted that there will be a catastrophe in the clan in the near future, and you are the head of the clan, and this catastrophe should probably be on you. ”

Xuanhua lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and said, "Originally, I have always opposed you to being punished for your third brother, but now it seems that this is also your calamity, and you can't avoid it." Now that he has responded to the calamity, his heart has also been determined. ”

"He is my third brother, whether he wants to be robbed or not, I can't stand idly by. What's more, he went astray, and I am also responsible. ”

"Come less! You're this stinky problem, you have to take care of everything! Chenhua has half of your understanding, and you can make people worry a lot less!"

Xuanhua glanced at him again and said, "Don't think I'm praising you, you are much more annoying than Chenhua! If Ah Yuan hadn't stopped me, I would have wanted to beat you up!"

Jinghua was really embarrassed to think about his bad deeds in the past, so he took a big bite and said ashamedly: "I was really ...... at that time It's too much, if it weren't for Momo and her waking me up, I really don't know what I'd become!"

Xuanhua took a bite with him and said, "Yes, second brother, so anyone can be offended in your life, and the one who must not be offended is Miss Amo." She is the savior of your life, if you don't have her, it must be doomed, life is better than death!"

Jinghua sighed with emotion, thinking of Momo, and infinite thoughts came to her heart, and she smiled slightly and said, "How dare I offend her? ”

Xuanhua nodded in agreement: "Now that she has made such a great contribution to our Yinlong family, it is natural to treat others well, and it is also appropriate to provide for them." ”

This is a great credit, Xuanhua refers to Ah Mo who conceived a dragon heir for Jinghua, but Jinghua only thinks that Xuanhua refers to Ah Mo encouraging him to get out of the predicament, and the two of them are not in the same mouth, but they both nodded yes when they heard it, and then toasted each other.

"By the way, second brother, this is Ah Mo's letter to you today. Xuanhua took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Jinghua.

It's been a year, and Ah Mo's letters have never stopped, but every painting is like this. Arc to the back, she didn't bother to put any more envelopes, but she took a piece of paper casually, waved her little hand, and threw it to Xuanhua. Xuanhua was a little suspicious in her heart, and felt that Ah Mo's arc was getting bigger and bigger, but she herself had been shriveled and couldn't see anything.

But he was a man, so he didn't ask much, so he just bowed his head and sent the letter as if he was confused.

Ah Mo's letter today is slightly different, this arc is similar to yesterday's, except that the painting has been made with black ink for a year, and today it was suddenly changed to Zhu Danhong.

When Jinghua saw it, there was something different on Ruyu's handsome face, he was silent, and suddenly said: "Big brother wait for me for a while, I'll write a reply, and I'll bother my big brother to hand it over to Momo for me tomorrow." ”

With that, he hurried back to his room.