Feng Zhuo saw that Sang Liang was so shocked, and asked instead of answering: "Do you think it's strange?" ”

Sang Liang said: "Of course it's strange! ”

Linggen can only be known by the three-year-old test, how can anyone see it?

"Ordinary people can see it." Feng Zhuo said: "Some people can't see it. ”

"For example?" Sang Liang asked.

"Your Holy Lord." After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, those ice blue eyes appeared in his mind again.

"The Holy Lord is very powerful." Sang Li sighed: "It's normal if you can't see it." ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Sang Li, and after being silent, he asked, "Sang Li, has your Holy Lord always been like that?" ”

When Sang Li heard this, he asked with some doubts, "Which one?" ”

"Close your eyes and disappear." Feng Zhuo asked, "Has he been in contact with you?" ”

"The Lord has never been in contact with us." Sang Liang didn't know why Feng Zhuo asked this, but he still said truthfully: "The Holy Lord doesn't contact us, and he rarely appears, except for some necessary things, other things are handed over to the eight of us to take care of, each performing its own duties, and there is nothing else between the eight Venerables except for friction with Lingyou." ”

Before he could do it, Sang Liang said again: "I told you before that Lingyou almost died back then, and after he was cured, because of that incident, the Holy Lord was very conniving with Lingyou. ”

"Take Lingyou's action against Hongluan, even if the Holy Lord knows, at most, he will reprimand Lingyou a few words, and he will not really punish him."

Feng Zhuo didn't pay attention to the latter.

All he cared about was the beginning.

I won't come into contact with them......

That Holy Lord...... Something strange!

"Feng Zhuo, I'll let you take you to rest." Sang Liang said: "If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow, I have to help Hongluan heal." ”

Feng Zhuo glanced at Hongluan and nodded.

Sang Li summoned people and took Feng Zhuo to rest.

Feng Zhuo went to a courtyard with the people who came.

The person who came took Feng Zhuo to the courtyard, and after arranging it, he left.

in the room.

Feng Zhuo stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside with an indifferent expression.

Memory......

The black-robed man had said that if he wanted to regain his memories, he would come to the temple.

After Qing Zhi saw him, he pestered him to fight, as if he wanted to find something.

When the Holy Lord saw him, his gaze lingered on the red lines on his forehead for a long time.

Dark Spiritual Root......

And the person who possessed the dark spiritual root thousands of years ago but was sealed under the moat......

What does all this have to do with him?

If it really had something to do with the temple, he should have felt a little bit when he saw the temple, but he didn't ......

There is not the slightest sense of familiarity.

Instead......

On the contrary, I had a strange feeling when I saw the evil sword and Agaro in the West Temple......

Seem...... I've seen it somewhere!

But they are demons, why would he feel that way about them?

Feng Zhuo thought about it for a long time by the window, but didn't come up with any clues.

Why did you lose all your memories...... Only remember the name 'Feng Zhuo'?

What can I do to recover my memory?

How long will it take to get back to Ah Ling?

This night, Feng Zhuo didn't sleep.

There were also those who did not sleep, and the rest of the temple.

Lingyou Palace.

As soon as he returned to the palace, Lingyou saw a person standing in the room.

Seeing that person, Lingyou was not surprised, but said: "It is indeed me, you should go and take a look." ”

When the people in the palace heard this, they smiled: "I'm not interested in who he is, I just want to know if he is a demon?" ”

When Lingyou heard this, he walked to the side and sat down, and said, "I didn't feel the demonic energy on him. ”

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Good night, babies, and love you.