Wei Wuming's face was dazed, and in his memory, there was not the slightest memory of the past.

For Leng Xueyan, who was so emotional, he didn't have any familiar feeling at all.

"Xueyan, do you really think he's your father?"

Feng Yunxi stepped forward and asked.

Leng Xueyan turned her head sideways, "The appearance is the same, the voice is the same, and the handwriting is exactly the same, how can there be such a clever thing in the world." ”

There was a faint bloodshot look in one of her eyes, which was caused by excitement.

"Wei Wuming lost his memory and didn't remember the past, so it's possible to think about it like this."

Luo Jinghan touched his chin and said.

Maybe this Wei Wuming may be Leng Xueyan's father.

The two of them look alike, and they are a little similar.

I saw Leng Xueyan take out a long whip from the storage ring and look at Wei Wuming, "Do you remember this?" This is your adult gift to me. ”

The whip in Leng Xueyan's hand exuded cold air all over her body, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

Wei Wuming frowned slightly, "No impression." ”

"How so? Take a closer look. ”

Leng Xueyan's eyes were more serious.

There's nothing more surprising than a loved one coming back from the dead and appearing in front of you again.

Feng Yunxi watched from the sidelines, and she was also anxious for Leng Xueyan.

She picked up the painting that Leng Xueyan had thrown on the ground from the ground and opened the portrait.

"Senior, is the person in this portrait you?"

Wei Wuming looked at the portrait, and the person on the picture was exactly the same as himself.

He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and pointed to a piece of jade pendant tied around the waist of the person in the portrait, "This jade match is mine, and it is mine in the portrait." ”

As he spoke, he took a jade pendant from his storage ring.

The jade pendant was shattered, but it could still be seen that it was exactly the same as the pattern on the painting.

"So my real name is Haoyang?"

Wei Wuming noticed the inscription at the place where the payment was made, King Haoyang Dan.

Haoyang, that's his name.

And Leng Xueyan, who was standing on the side, saw this broken jade pendant, and she couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

"It's this jade pendant, it's this jade pendant that my father wore when he disappeared."

Leng Xueyan said as she lifted the clothes on her right wrist.

A piece of broken jade, fixed with a red thread, came into view.

"When my father fell to his death, in addition to finding my father's clothes, there was also this small piece of broken jade."

Leng Xueyan slowly told everyone about her father's fall and disappearance, and after this piece of broken jade was found, she handed it over to her mother.

When she decided to come to the Xuanling Continent, her mother hid her hair in the red thread, and then connected the broken jade to the red thread.

I made a bracelet and handed it to myself.

Wei Wuming looked at the jade pendant in his hand in a daze, as well as the small piece on Leng Xueyan's wrist.

His eyes were full of shock.

Does he really have a daughter?!

Just when Wei Wuming was stunned, Leng Xueyan took the jade pendant from his hand, and then untied the bracelet on his hand.

The broken part of the jade pendant just coincides with the broken jade, and it is pieced together into a complete jade pendant.

"So the predecessor is not only the King of Haoyang Dan, but also Xueyan's father."

Feng Yunxi was also quite shocked by this result.

But thinking of the codex that Leng Xueyan's father handed him.

I can't help but feel that there is a bit of possibility.

Leng Xueyan looked at Wei Wuming and paused word by word, "You are my father." ”

Wei Wuming obviously still couldn't believe it, and he tried to remember, but the memories of the past were still blank.

"Why I still don't remember anything, why ......"

Wei Wuming only felt a pain in his head, with pain on his face, he really didn't have the slightest memory of the past. First Literary Network

Looking at Wei Wuming's pained expression, Leng Xueyan also frowned tightly, looking at her with concern.

"Alchemy room! This Xuanyu bead used to be the king of Haoyang Dan! ”

Feng Yunxi suddenly remembered that if Wei Wuming was really the King of Haoyang Dan, then he must be very familiar with this alchemy room.

Hearing this, everyone immediately took Wei Wuming into the alchemy room.

All the furnishings in the alchemy room have not changed, they are all the same.

Maybe this can stimulate Wei Wuming's memory.

As soon as he entered the alchemy room, Wei Wuming's expression changed.

He looked at everything in the alchemy room, and he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"This place, I seem to ...... Been here. ”

Wei Wuming picked up the various medicine bottles on display on the side.

"The white bottle is a healing medicine, the green bottle is a medicine to restore spiritual power, the black bottle is a poison, and the purple bottle is a medicine to improve cultivation."

Wei Wuming just touched these porcelain vases, and this string of information appeared in his head.

"That's right! That's right! ”

Leng Xueyan had been here for a while, and what Wei Wuming said was the medicine that these medicine bottles originally contained.

I saw Wei Wuming walk to the open space in the middle of the first floor again, and only see the second floor with a circle of railings when he looked around.

"The classics on the second floor are based on the Yin and Yang Bagua, and the order of the Four Elephant Bagua is displayed, and the two heavenly eyes are the Codex and the Danfang."

The place where Wei Wuming was located couldn't see the furnishings on the second floor clearly at all, and even if he saw it clearly, it was impossible to figure out the pattern so quickly.

This only shows that he is familiar with this place.

Wei Wuming himself realized this.

"Could it be that I am really the King of Haoyang Dan?"

Wei Wuming was stunned and fell into thought.

"Hao, Yang......"

He read these two words carefully, and there was indeed some familiarity, but he could not remember anything else.

"Haoyang Danwang ......"

"Haoyang ......"

Wei Wuming read the name over and over again, trying to find more information.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache and a clueless it became.

I saw him holding his head and gradually squatting down, his face full of pain, "Who am I?" ”

"Who am I?"

He clenched his teeth, beads of sweat faintly on his forehead.

"Not good!"

Leng Xueyan found that the situation was not right and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Who the hell am I!"

I only heard Wei Wuming's hysterical sound, and then he fell to the ground.

Leng Xueyan hurriedly rushed over, lifted Wei Wuming's head, and lifted her eyelids to check the situation.

"Wei, what's wrong with him?"

Feng Yunxi walked over, and now that he was sure that he was the King of Haoyang Dan, the name Wei Wuming could no longer be called.

"The emotions are too excited, which leads to the retrograde movement of qi and blood."

Leng Xueyan took the pulse again and said.

"Let's take the people into the hut to rest first."

"I'll come."

Luo Jinghan volunteered, carried Wei Wuming on his back, and took him out of the alchemy room.

Chu Junxiao was still awake in the hut, so they put another bed next to Chu Junxiao.

put the fainted Haoyang Dan King on it.

Leng Xueyan took out a silver needle and pricked a few needles on the acupuncture points of King Haoyang Dan to help him sort out his qi and blood.

After doing this, she went to take a look at Chu Junxiao on the side.