Feng Xizhan wanted to get drunk, he felt that he couldn't do anything but drink at this time, the pain in his legs was far from suppressing his heart, his hand trembled and wanted to get a wine bottle not far away, but it rolled farther and farther until it stopped at a person's feet,

", didn't you say you weren't allowed to come in? All out. ”

The person in front of him didn't move, Feng Xizhan picked up the sword beside him, "Look for death." ”

The sword was ejected a few feet away, Feng Xizhan was also shocked and didn't stand firm for a while, took a few steps back, he raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, "It's you?" ”

The next day, the palace people on duty in the East Palace last night were secretly executed, and the palace was empty all of a sudden, and Li Xingqian also closed the gate of the East Palace again, and no one knew that the prince was missing.

Aman never thought that she really tied up the prince for the second time, although the first time it was unsuccessful, but this time the prince was surprisingly cooperative, she didn't expect the prince to remember him, last time before she had time to test whether her spell had made him recover his memory, she was pulled away by the prince, but seeing the prince's excited look when he saw her, he must have remembered it.

Aman took people to the other courtyard, as soon as Feng Xizhan entered the courtyard, he rushed in at once, and began to look for room by room, Zichong looked at the crazy appearance of the person who came, and shook his head,

"Where's the big fish?"

"He went out, saying he had something to do."

"Oh."

"What's the matter with this man? Looking for what? Didn't you hear of any treasures here? ”

Aman knocked Zichong's head, "He's looking for someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Isn't it, doesn't he know that his side concubine is dead? ”

"It's not that I don't know, it's that I don't want to believe it."

Aman saw that the spark of hope in Feng Xizhan's eyes was extinguished little by little, it seems that it may be as Feng Chen bandit said, this prince is really affectionate.

"Where is she? Please, tell me where she is, you must know that, right? Feng Xizhan had no choice but to ask Aman to bring him out.

"Oh, over there?" Zichong dragged Feng Xizhan to a corner of the courtyard, where the dead Shengyin Bamboo was buried in the soil, and they wanted to bring it back to the Bumi Valley to see if the Great Elder had any methods for a dead horse to be a live horse doctor.

Feng Xizhan looked at the thing that had been so dark that he couldn't recognize what it was, his eyes were dark and he knelt on the ground, as if it had been so long in his life, Feng Xizhan reacted, this only half of the bamboo was his voice, ten years ago, or even fifteen years ago, a scene came to his heart, his heart suddenly pumped together, he tugged at the clothes on his chest, wanted to shout but couldn't shout, tears dripped silently, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Aman, it doesn't matter if he wants it, it looks like he's very uncomfortable?"

Aman looked like Feng Xizhan who had lost half her life, she was a little sad, and she didn't understand, the man in front of her obviously had a lot of women, how could it be?

The two of them just watched a man crying silently, there was nothing they could do, the two little demons who were not deeply involved in the world had never seen this kind of battle.

Zidu was in the Yiwang Mansion as if there was no one, and soon he found the Fengchen bandit in the study, but his eyes kept staring at the demon flute on the table and a sharp small carving knife next to him, it seemed that someone wanted to re-carve it, Fengchen bandit picked up the flute and wiped it,

"If Brother Zidu wants to get back this thing that shouldn't belong to the human race, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it."

"This is what Aman gave you, and it's yours."

"What is the matter with that brother?"

The two men confronted each other, and their eyes both carried a sharp light that the other could not ignore.

"Did you ask Aman to lift the ban on the prince?"

"Unblocking?" Feng Chen didn't react for a moment what this meant, "Oh, you're talking about the prince's lost memory?" I did ask Miss Aman. ”

After confirming his problem, Zidu took a step forward, as if he could grab Feng Chen's slender neck as soon as he stretched out his hand,

"I don't care what your purpose is, but please don't let Aman do such a thing again in the future."

"Why?" It's not that the Fengchen bandit wants to provoke Zidu, he really wants to know the reason.

"You don't understand the affairs of the demon clan, I won't settle accounts with you this time, and I won't spare you next time." After saying what he wanted to say, he turned around and wanted to leave,

"Why?" Feng Chen asked persistently again,

"Aman goes to relieve the prohibition set by other demons, and it will backfire on her, but fortunately, the bamboo demon's cultivation is not high, otherwise Aman will be injured."

Feng Chen Bandit didn't expect such a thing, because Aman never hesitated about his request, nor did he mention the slightest thing about the backlash.

When Zidu walked to the door, he paused, as if he thought about it for a while, and still said,

"I hope you treat it well, it's ugly, but it's made by Aman himself, not by others, and Aman wants you to use it freely as a human race, and if the wood is full of Aman's essence and blood."

Zidu said such a long sentence in one breath, he himself was not used to it, and he didn't notice someone behind him who had been petrified.

The suburban courtyard disappeared, Zichong looked at it with wide eyes, it was gone, I didn't expect Aman to have such a ability, I really underestimated her, and when I turned around and saw Aman with a trace of blood at the corner of my mouth, Zichong screamed,

"Aman, what's wrong with you? Why are you pushing yourself so hard? ”

Aman waved his hand, thinking that she must have been too tired recently, or if she didn't set up such an enchantment, she wouldn't be hurt.

"It's okay, it's just an enchantment, it's okay, this time it's okay, no one can get in."

"What about the people inside?"

"He doesn't have to come out."

Every time this serious expression appeared on Aman's face, Zichong felt that she was not the one he knew.

"That family's good courtyard just disappeared out of thin air?"

"That's right. I'll have to explain it to him. ”

Aman's stunned expression returned, and Zichong breathed a sigh of relief.

Within a few days, a strange incident in the suburbs of Qingzhou was preached in the teahouse as an anecdote by the storyteller, which was originally a branch of a wealthy merchant in the city that had become a scorched earth when it was found to be inexplicably on fire.

Outside the city of Qingzhou, a carriage galloped on the way to the west, when the post station was repaired, two people got down from the carriage, a man sat in a wheelchair, holding a flower pot in his hand, it seemed to be a green bamboo, but only a bare section, it didn't look good, but the color was very bright,

"I'll send you here, it's a long way to the west, you have to be careful."

"I will, even if I climb, I'll climb to the West. Thank you for telling me that Yin'er is still saved. ”

"Don't thank me, this is your and her creation, the time is still short, the original body that replaced this part of your leg is still alive because of Neidan, and you are willing to give up the restored leg for her, I just want to be a favor."

Feng Xizhan really couldn't guess the person in front of him, everyone thought he was the emperor's person, but he hid a lot of things from the emperor, "Li Xingqi, who are you?" ”

"The things of the past have become a thing of the past, so why should you dwell on it anymore?"

"You're right, who are you, what do you want to do, what you want to do or what you have done, it has nothing to do with me, Feng Xizhan is dead, and now only Yin'er's Ah Zhan is alive."