In this way, Lin Xi searched for a night, but still did not find the slightest clue in the vast soul, but the soul that was eliminated by her, the ghost monarch was also very willing to let go......

The next morning, the weather was still exceptionally good, but unfortunately in this cold place, Lin Xi still felt only cold, Lin Xi got up, opened the window, looked at the courtyard outside, leaned on the window, and squinted at the unknown birds that occasionally landed in the yard.

Thinking about what happened last night, Lin Xi had no choice but to go out to find the Ghost King, thinking about going to the middle of the lake as soon as possible, so as to find Hongdou'er's soul as soon as possible!

Lin Xi sat on the stone bench and suddenly saw a black figure, and her intuition told her that the person was definitely not the ghost king, so she got up from the stone bench and looked at the figure with alert eyes.

The black figure seemed to have spotted Lin Xi as well, so his feet stopped, and he turned his head to look at this side, passing through the gaps created by the interlaced branches and leaves on the branches, his eyes under the veil suddenly changed, and he suddenly understood why the ghost monarch had disappeared these days......

Thinking of today's dawn, the man's weak and haggard body, a thought suddenly came to his mind - could it be that the ghost king had recovered his memory?

Then refuted it as soon as possible, Yawu shook his head, how could it be? The memory was sealed by the Ghost Monarch himself, and it was sealed from the moment they signed the contract, so unless the contract was terminated, the memory would be sealed intact!

Lin Xi was a little restless by him, although his eyes were through the veil, but it was as if Lin Xi owed him 1.8 million......

"Ghost King!" Suddenly, the man in black shifted his gaze, bowed, and addressed the comer.

When Lin Xi heard the voice, his eyes also moved to the man's side, only to see that the man who was triggered by the end was dressed in a white robe, and the wind blew between the two sleeves, skimming the beautiful red of the stars, Lin Xi knew that it was Manzhu Sahua.

Manju Sawa is also known as the other side flower, with spherical bulbs underground, covered with dark brown membranous scales. The perianth is red and then curly, the edges are wrinkled and wavy, and the tepal tube is very short; The stamens and columella are prominent, and the flower pattern is small. You can't see the leaves when the flowers are open, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves.

This kind of saying is called - "the flower on the road of Huangquan".

Thinking of this, Lin Xi looked at the man's eyes, and spit out slightly, "Mandala flowers, flowers and leaves don't see each other, and life is wrong!" ”

Meeting the right person at the right time is a lifetime of happiness.

It is a sadness to meet the wrong person at the right time.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh.

It is absurd to meet the wrong person at the wrong time.

But this Manzhu Sawa will never see each other, so it will never be the first case, then, no matter what, it is destined to be a sad black incarnation!

How sad......

The Ghost Monarch glanced at Lin Xi, but as if he hadn't heard the words she had just whispered, he lightly opened his thin lips, and the lip flaps had faded to yesterday's black and purple, "A long, long time ago, an undead who looked extremely ugly fell in love with a beautiful mortal girl, but because of this, a swordsman killed the undead with a sword. Speaking of this, he unconsciously glanced at Yawu with his spare eyes, and his lips resurfaced with lilac.

"And then?" Lin Xi asked.

The Ghost King raised his head, opened his lips again, and whispered, "The blood of the undead splashed in the grass, and then, a red and black flower bloomed there gorgeously, and the name of this flower is "Manju Sahua".

Since then, the flowers on the other side have bloomed in a place called "Lethe" in hell, where the dead forget their love in this life and turn around to be reincarnated in the afterlife......" Lin Xi quietly watched the sunlight projecting onto the ghost king's cheeks, but he didn't dodge, just raised his head to fight against it, and the red at the neckline set off the green veins that appeared on his cheeks even more...... Beautiful......

"The love in the world is probably the same, just because they love each other differently, they have to bury a lot, and they have to forget a lot. Probably, this is also the reason why the other side has become a love messenger who is not dark! Lin Xi said in a low voice.

The man on the side, the man in black clothes, the man in black clothes who had been silent, was burning his eyes at this moment, looking at the ghost king, but he didn't stop it, as if he wanted to meditate on the past, "Yes! That was a long, long time ago! It's been so long that he can't even remember!!

After a long time, two sharp lights flashed on the lips under the black veil, and the cold light of Senbai shone in the sun, and he said in a cold tone, "Because it witnesses a black death!" Looking at the ghost monarch, he seemed to be saying to himself, as if he was saying it in the past......

Lin Xi didn't say anything anymore, just watched the black figure gradually move away, but the ghost monarch's lips became more and more purple, as if he remembered something extremely painful, only to see his thin green hand attached to his forehead, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and he seemed to be in a little pain......

Lin Xi didn't know what had happened, but about the story just now, Lin Xi felt that there must be a close connection with the Ghost Monarch or the black figure!

In the hall in the garden, facing the noodles in front of him, Lin Xi was in deep thought, the noodles were just boiled in clear water, faint color, not even color, Lin Xi's hand holding the chopsticks did not move, just staring at the noodles!

"Unappetizing?" The voice of the ghost monarch floated faintly, and this sound made the eyes of the man in black who was standing silently behind the ghost monarch also shift to Lin Xi's body, and his eyes under the veil were tightened......

"......No," Lin Xi replied, but he didn't look at the ghost king.

"Then why don't you eat it?"

Lin Xi's good-looking brows were slightly furrowed, and his small nose approached the noodles.

"Give her a new bowl!" Seeing this, the Ghost King whispered to the black figure behind him!

"No!" Seeing this, Lin Xi's eyes widened, and he quickly surrounded the bowl of noodles in front of him with his hands, looking at the ghost monarch as if he was dead, and his expression seemed to say, the face is in the person......

Somehow, when the ghost monarch saw this, he was in a good mood, his face became softened, and even the gray pupils looked at the stars at the moment......

It's just that the man in black behind him, his face under the veil is getting more and more ugly......

In a secluded and remote corner, it was a corner of red, damp and cold, and even a little green light could be seen in the dark depths, blooming everywhere with red umbrella red flowers, small and delicate......

The ghost king bent over, his fingers poked out of his sleeves, and gently stroked the bewitching flowers, which were very beautiful red, but they were not mixed with a little green, such a red, for the first time, made the ghost king feel a little unreasonable.

The woman's words about Manju Sawa suddenly echoed in her mind, and she snorted softly between her noses, the voice revealing helplessness and a hint of doting......

"Ghost King, your memory ......" has been restored? Yawu bowed down and said such words, carefully asking the questions that have been lingering in his heart for the past few days!

Seeing this, the ghost monarch's body was slightly stunned, and the movements of his hands froze, and the delicate flower path was broken like this, and the red flower suddenly tilted into the palm of the ghost monarch's pale as paper.

Slowly stood up, still with his back to Yawu, no one could see his expression clearly, silent, did not answer Yawu's question, for a long time, lowered his eyes and looked at the red flowers in his palm, and said in a low voice, "This flower lacks nutrition, it's time to scatter some bones!" "It was originally a faint tone, but at this moment, it reveals an unquestionable order!

Yawu suddenly raised his head, looked at the waist where the ghost king stopped, the wind blew through his black veil, revealing the same gray pupils, bowed lowly, and retreated!

Memory? Dusty memories? Sensing that the people behind him had left, the ghost king sprinkled the red flowers with the wind, and watched the red flutter fall into the flowers, and that little bit of red finally merged into the stream and disappeared.

The hand gradually touched his forehead, and he helped the scarlet on his forehead, memory? His memories must have disappeared many years ago! It's like the missing Manzhu Sawa, thinking of this, the ghost king looked at the red bush blankly, and his heart was stunned, memory?

Where is it? His memory? The next action is to lean down and look for the inconspicuous red flower among the flowers, where is it? Where is it?

It obviously fell here just now, but ...... But why can't I find it? At this moment, the ghost monarch's heart was a little flustered, as if that flower was his memory, the memory he left behind in the vast sea of people.

His lips were pursed tightly, and he leaned over to find it, and the black figure behind the branch not far away saw this, and let out a long sigh, the slight wrinkle on his brow gradually faded at this moment, and the hands that fell on his side gradually loosened.

The dappled light and shadow of the sunlight falling on the man's body through the gap in the leaves made the skin under the man's veil gradually whiten, and the speed was much faster than that of the ghost king, but the man's footsteps were unwilling to move a bit.

As if his feet were fixed by nails, he couldn't move a bit, and the figure not far away, the figure in a hurry to find something, made Yawu's hands that had just been released gradually gather, until they were clenched into fists again.

The mottled light and shadow blew with the wind, swaying gently, stinging the eyes under the veil, right now, the ghost king must not have recovered his memory, but looking at the white back, he could clearly feel the white back's attachment to the lost memory, looking up at the sky, it seems, has the memory gradually awakened......

Lin Xi's delicate cheeks came to mind, and the thin lips under the mask were slightly raised, and the future ...... It seems to be getting more unpredictable......