In the dark night, on the bare mountain top, Ling Kun sat on a big rock, took out a small silver wine jug, and poured a sip of the popular Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes flashing with excitement. The Ferrari sports car, which had just roared wildly, was quietly parked next to the boulder at the moment, like a docile sweaty BMW.

After a while, the roar of huge engines came from the bottom of the mountain, and countless headlights rushed along the black track to the top of the mountain like the eyes of a pack of wolves.

Ling Kun stood up, with an evil smile on his face, these grandsons were half an hour behind him, is this also called racing? This is simply a slap in the face.

He loved the feeling of leaving his opponent far behind, and then standing on top of a hill and watching everything.

Dozens of sports cars of various models stopped, and the drivers got out of the car with dejected faces, looking at the king standing on the boulder with mixed feelings. Yes, no one has ever been able to beat him, and he is the undisputed king of the racing world.

Ling Kun couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, as if he wanted to challenge God.

And God really responded, only to see a lightning bolt struck, and thunder sounded. The golden lightning that connected the heavens and the earth split through the dark night and went straight to the silver wine jug in Ling Kun's hand, but was swallowed by Ling Kun who opened his mouth and laughed.

At that moment, Ling Kun was the most handsome, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, exuding holy golden light all over his body, as if he was about to become an immortal. However, this most handsome moment only lasted for 0.1 seconds, and after 0.2 seconds, Ling Kun turned into a pile of coke.

From the most handsome to the ugliest, with only 0.1 seconds in between, he seems to be using his life to confirm that a philosophical proposition must be reversed.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Kun woke up faintly, and the scene of being struck by lightning was still clearly imprinted in his mind. Aren't you dead? If you don't die like this, isn't it bigger than Xiaoqiang, who can't be killed? He opened his eyes slightly, and the scene before him gradually became clear.

"Wake up, wake up, go and report to the palace master." One of the maids in black exclaimed, and another maid in the same dress said yes and ran away.

"Is this the Netherworld?" Ling Kun asked weakly.

"No, how can there be such a beautiful female ghost as me serving you in the Netherworld." The maid in black turned out to be very humorous.

Ling Kun pulled his chapped lips and smiled, turning his eyes to look at the structure and furnishings of the surrounding room, as well as the clothes of the maids, an astonishing idea popped up in his mind,

Did I cross over?

At this moment, several people walked in from outside, led by a middle-aged beautiful woman with a luxurious temperament and heroic spirit. Followed by a young woman, it was even more beautiful, indescribable, Ling Kun had read countless women since he was a child, and he had never seen such a beautiful woman. Further behind is a middle-aged man with a beard and a young man.

These people are all dressed in ancient costumes, and combined with the architectural style in front of him, it is clear that he has really crossed over.

However, where is he dressed, and what does these people in front of him have to do with him? He was dazed and stunned.

The middle-aged beauty stared at Ling Kun tightly and said, "Are you awake?" ”

Ling Kun nodded, nonsense, didn't you wake up and didn't you have long eyes?

"You were seriously injured on the head before, I don't know if it has any effect on your memory, do you still know us?"

Ling Kun thought about it, shook his head directly, and said, "I don't remember, I don't remember anything." ”

"What? Don't remember anything? The beautiful woman wondered, "How can this be, you don't even remember what your name is, who your parents are?" ”

Of course, Ling Kun remembered what his name was and what his parents were called, but could he say it clearly? To say that his father sells cars, his mother makes mobile phones, and that he is from the 21st century, isn't that going to be regarded as a monster? Forget it, just forget about it, anyway, I've been injured, so I won't show my stuffing, let's take a step at a time. So he continued to shake his head and said, "I don't remember, may I ask who I am and who are you?" ”

The middle-aged beauty contemplated with her eyebrows, and said for a while: "You take a rest first, think about it, Rong'er, find him something to eat and drink, let's go." ”

After the black-clothed maid who called Rong'er agreed, the middle-aged beauty took someone out, leaving only Ling Kun and the two maids with a puzzled face.

Entering the Furong Palace, Shangguan Jinghong said with a puzzled expression: "It shouldn't be, this elixir can only make people selectively lose their memory, how can they forget it all?" ”

Although Feng Ruhai was resourceful, he didn't understand the pill at all, so he could only shake his head.

Situ Jianghua pondered for a moment and exclaimed, "Master, I know why. ”

"Oh, why?" And they all looked at him.

"Master, this Ling Kun has been a fool since he was a child, he doesn't understand his mind at all, and it is our senior brother who serves a handful of and urine."

"I know that

Dao, you said it a long time ago. Shangguan Jinghong said: "But what does this have to do with all his amnesia?" ”

Situ Jianghua continued: "According to Mr. Feng's calculations, after Ling Kun came down from Mount Tai, he immediately ran into Zhao Mingyue, and then he soared out of control. That is to say, he was a fool when he was on Mount Tai, he had no memory at all, and after going down Mount Tai, he saw Zhao Mingyue and was selectively forgotten by him, so isn't it all amnesia? ”

"Makes sense." Feng Ruhai stroked his palms and said, "It must be like this." ”

Shangguan Jinghong also felt that this explanation was very reasonable, if Ling Kun could remember something, it would be illogical.

"So what now?" Shangguan Chengcheng asked.

Feng Ruhai smiled: "It's better now, he's like a blank sheet of paper now, he doesn't know anything, so whatever we say is what it is." ”

Shangguan Jinghong nodded and said, "For the sake of today's plan, I will immediately arrange a new identity for him, so that he can completely become our person." ”

"It's better for the palace master to accept another male apprentice, with Ling Kun's ability, he will definitely not disappoint the master." Feng Ruhai said.

"No, no." Situ Jianghua and Shangguan Chengcheng spoke against it at the same time, so Ling Kun and him became brothers and sisters, Situ Jianghua and him had a great enmity, so they naturally did not want to be with him again. Shangguan Allure hated Ling Kun even more, how could he let him sit on an equal footing with himself.

"Why not?" Shangguan asked suspiciously.

"This, this ......." Situ Jianghua said hesitantly: "Ling Kun has no memory now, of course, he doesn't have any talent and strategy, it is estimated that he has even forgotten his martial arts, how can such a person be worthy of becoming a disciple of the master?" ”

"Yes, yes, you should let him feed the horses in the stable first and see how it goes." Shangguan Chengcheng has always hated Situ Jianghua and often disagrees with him, and it is rare to agree with him today.

Shangguan Jinghong thought for a moment and said, "Just do what Mr. Feng said, and I will take him as an apprentice." Since he was so talented in the past, I believe that he will soon find out. By the way, that Zhao Mingyue only took a few months to train him from a fool to a martial champion, are we worse than her? ”

"Certainly no worse than her." Shangguan Chengcheng said that she was very taboo for others to say that she was not as good as Zhao Mingyue.

Shangguan Jinghong nodded and finalized the matter.