The power of the ruthless sword dao, Wang Xian deeply understands.

First of all, dig out your own heart, condense your sword heart, and forget your feelings.

Forget the most important person in your heart and cut off all friendship, love, and family affection.

Even the Ao Jian and Golden Sword Fish clans, with bloodline constraints, handed their hearts to Wang Xian before cultivating the Ruthless Sword Dao, for fear that they themselves would not obey the orders of the Dragon King.

Ling Jian'er, obviously, has just glimpsed the doorway, and her forgetfulness has been completed, and according to the next ruthless sword path cultivation, she needs to be affectionate.

Reunite your love, family and friendship!

However, this process is also very complicated, from not having any emotions to being emotional, the process may take decades, even hundreds of years, or even more.

"When I first met Ling Jian'er, she was also a problem girl with a distorted heart, not to be confused by her powerful charm, this time, it will still be the same!"

The corners of Wang Xian's mouth curled slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Compared to the news of Ling Jian'er's death, she is still alive, which is already the best thing that Wang Xian thinks.

Lying quietly on the ship, Wang Xian looked at Ling Jian'er's position with light and dark fire dragon eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

Time passed slowly, and it didn't take long for Ling Jian'er and the others to go back, and the group of people walked towards a luxurious mansion.

Wang Xian had been following behind, and with his current understanding of light and darkness, he was hidden, and even a powerhouse of the eighth order of the Cave Void could not sense his existence.

Following behind Ling Jian'er, she came to a separate courtyard, where someone brought her dinner.

After eating, Ling Jian'er took out his long sword and waved it in the courtyard.

Wang Xian sat in the shadow of the roof, looking at it with a relieved face.

Ling Jian'er practiced swords until about nine o'clock, and then returned to the room and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

After looking at Ling Jian'er, who had entered the cultivation state, Wang Xian slowly stood up.

After a moment's hesitation, he moved his arm, and two sculptures appeared in his hands.

Two sculptures, one is Wang Xian himself, and the other is Ling Jian'er, which is what they looked like when they first met.

With a flick of his arm, the sculpture landed in the doorway.

Immediately following his figure, he disappeared directly, melted into the darkness, and flew towards the location of the Holy Medicine Clinic.

He wanted to dispose of the matter at the Holy Medicine Clinic, and follow Ling Jian'er around him in the future.

"Wow!"

Not long after Wang Xian left, Ling Jian'er's door opened automatically.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she stood up, walked to the door, and looked at the two sculptures on the ground.

She frowned slightly and picked it up, a cold color slowly revealing in her eyes.

Wang Xian's sculpture was directly crushed, she looked at her sculpture, was slightly stunned, and put it into the space ring.

She came into the courtyard and looked around, her brow furrowed.

She is very strong in perception, and she has been faintly feeling that someone is watching just now.

But she didn't know where the people were, and now it seems, sure enough!

"That young man, what are you going to do?"

Ling Jian'er muttered in his mouth, stood in front of the door for a while, and entered the room to continue his cultivation.

"Huber, I may have to leave for a while next, and you will give this space ring to the hall owner, as the cost of this time!"

"In addition, you can hold it yourself in this space ring!"

Back in the Holy Medicine Clinic, Wang Xian called Lao Hu over and said to him.

"Hmm, Pastor Wang, do you want to?"

Huber looked at him in amazement.

"Not leaving for a while, but there are some things to deal with!"

Wang Xian said directly.

"Pastor Wang, I'll tell the owner of this place, the owner should keep it for you, so you can rest assured that you can handle your own affairs!"

Lao Hu said with a smile.

"That's fine, thank you for this time!"

Wang Xian patted Lao Hu's shoulder and left with a smile.

"Although you are extremely mysterious, you are a good person!"

Lao Hu looked at Wang Xian's figure and smiled faintly.

He looked at the two spatial rings in his hand, and when he opened them, his eyes widened slightly, full of shock.

"Sect Master Ling!"

When he came to the inn where Sect Master Ling lived, Wang Xian's voice came inside.

"Squeak!"

"Little Brother Wang Xian, come in!"

The window opened, and Sect Master Ling's voice came from inside.

"Sect Master Ling, I've seen Ling Jian'er!"

Wang Xian entered it and said directly.

"Jian'er, isn't it..."

Sect Master Ling looked at Wang Xian and spoke.

"She doesn't know me anymore, her ruthless sword path has been cultivated to the point of forgetfulness, but I will make her remember everything before!"

Wang Xian said to him, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Sect Master Ling, I am going to hide beside Ling Jian'er to protect her in the future, please go to the place of the Beiliu Sea and go to the Ruthless Sword Dao Sect!"

"That sect was founded by me not long ago, and Ren Xingchen is also there, you let them all come over!"

"Yes, with you guarding Jian'er's side, I am more at ease!"

Sect Master Ling nodded.

After the two talked for a while, Wang Xian left directly and flew towards Ling Jian'er.

When he came to Ling Jian'er's roof and found that the statue had disappeared, he was also slightly stunned.

"Cultivating Ruthless Sword Dao, the perception will be very terrifying, it seems that I am going to be more hidden!"

He muttered in his mouth, lying on the roof, quietly looking at Ling Jian'er who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and cultivating.

Early in the morning, Ling Jian'er woke up and began to practice swords, and after a while, someone brought food.

After eating, Ling Jian'er came to a library in the mansion and quietly looked through various books.

In the afternoon, the young man from yesterday came to Ling Jian'er to go out to play, but Ling Jian'er refused.

In the evening, continue to practice swords, sit cross-legged and practice.

Wang Xian guarded in secret all day, and at night, with a wave of his arm, the two sculptures were thrown to the door again.

He hopes that in this way, some of her memories can be awakened.

However, when he saw Ling Jian'er crushing his sculpture directly into pieces, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

But fortunately, she put away her sculpture.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, the emperor is here, call you over!"

In the morning, a maid came to the library and said to Ling Jian'er.

"Okay, I'll go over here!"

Ling Jian'er nodded, put down the book, and followed the maid towards the outside.

"Is the emperor of the Ice Heart Dynasty, it seems to be a powerhouse of the seventh order of the Cave Void!"

Wang Xian secretly said in his heart, hiding under the light, and quietly followed behind.

After yesterday's day, he also learned some news, for example, Ling Jian'er is now the princess of the Ice Heart Dynasty.

He was accepted as a closed disciple by an ancestor of the Bingxin Dynasty.