On that day, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the whole sky was overcast.

Dust rose everywhere, mixed with wails or low roars, and everyone was in a state they had never seen before.

However, they also all knew that maybe in the next second, when their physical strength could no longer support their bodies, the cold long sword would pierce their bodies.

All of them have overdrawn all their strength, and what has been able to support them until now is only an idea, a belief.

The corners of Han Xiluo's mouth slowly overflowed with blood, and she had reached her limit, but this trick was still a little close.

No one gives up easily, and they don't want to give up, they have been struggling to hold on.

And just when everyone was in deep despair, from the sky, suddenly there were bursts of eagle chirps, tearing a crack in the gray sky.

Everyone looked up, but saw one by one the eagles cutting through the sky, speeding down, and swooping straight towards the Black Feather Guard.

For a while, Black Feather Guard suddenly screamed again and again.

Nangong Liye and the others looked at each other, but they didn't know what was going on?

"Brother!"

A beautiful female voice quickly came from far to near, reaching everyone's ears.

Feng Mohan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head in shock and looked at the source of the voice.

And the other one who stiffened and couldn't move after hearing this voice was Bei Minghao.

The rest of the people were speechless in shock.

It's her! It's really her!

Lan Ling'er left tears of excitement.

Feng Ziling! The princess of Qingcheng who they never gave up looking for, she appeared!

"Ling'er!" Feng Mohan hugged Feng Ziling, who rushed into his arms, but his purple demonic eyes left two lines of tears.

"Brother, brother!" Feng Ziling lay in his arms and cried bitterly.

She's alive! Her sister is still alive and well!

At this time, Bei Minghao pulled out Feng Ziling in Feng Mohan's arms, and hugged her tightly.

"You let go of me (her)!" Almost at the same time, Feng Ziling's exclamation and a male voice rang out at the same time.

And between the stunned eyes of Bei Minghao, Feng Ziling had already fallen into the arms of others.

And at this moment, everyone's eyes, except for Han Xiluo, were attracted by the man behind Feng Ziling.

The man was dressed in a strange dress, with a kingly demeanor between his eyebrows, not to mention that face, a handsome man.

"Where did the beautiful man come from?" Lan Ling'er seemed to have forgotten her current situation and asked out loud.

Saint Lingxiao frowned slightly, grabbed Lan Ling'er with his already overdrawn body, and dragged him into his arms one by one.

"Oh, what are you doing!" Lan Ling'er glared at him unhappily.

"You are not allowed to look at other men!" Saint Ling Xiao shouted angrily.

Lan Ling'er was speechless for a moment, is this just her habit, seeing that beautiful men always like to stare at others a few more times, isn't this a good thing at all?

"Let her go!" Now that he had returned to his senses, Bei Minghao said coldly to the man.

"Who are you?" It's just something that everyone can't imagine, it was no one else who said this, it was Feng Ziling hiding in that man's arms.

Who are you? These three simple words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and they shook Bei Minghao completely unable to think.

Ling'er, Ling'er actually asked who he was?

And everyone was shocked by this sentence, Feng Ziling actually asked who Bei Minghao was? What does this mean? This shows that Feng Ziling forgot about Bei Minghao? In other words, Feng Ziling has amnesia!

"Ziling? What happened to you? Lan Ling'er couldn't help but ask, "You don't know him?" ”

"Sister Ling'er, should I know him?" Feng Ziling asked rhetorically.

From her eyes full of doubts, Lan Ling'er saw that she really didn't remember Bei Minghao, but it wasn't right, Feng Ziling knew her, knew Feng Mohan, and looked at other people's eyes and was not confused, but when she saw Bei Minghao, her eyes revealed strangeness and confusion.

Could it be that she still has selective amnesia?

"Ling'er ......" When Bei Minghao wanted to say something, he was broken by Han Xiluo's low cheer.

Everyone looked over, and Nangong Liye flew to Han Xiluo's side.

"Luo'er!" Nangong Liye held her in his arms.

"It's broken." Han Xiluo said a little weakly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, staining Nangong Liye's crescent-colored robe red.

"Luo'er!" Nangong Liye hugged her tightly in his arms.

After Han Xiluo adjusted slightly, he gently pushed Nangong Liye away.

The black sedan chair in front of him was gone, and the trick was broken.

"Han Xiluo, you can really break this trick." Qin Yuxuan's voice became clear, and everyone also recognized his position the moment he spoke.

The man who always wore the cloak on Ruyu's side!

"Hmph, Qin Yuxuan, I said, I won't let you have the possibility of realizing your ambition!" Han Xiluo said coldly.

"Hehe, if it weren't for the appearance of this man, you would have died by now." As he spoke, Qin Yuxuan pointed the finger at the man.

"Who are you?"

"You don't deserve to know who the king is." Standing beside the man, a burly man with a fierce face said disdainfully.

In fact, not only Qin Yuxuan, but even Han Xiluo wanted to know who this man was.

"Huh, unworthy? In this world, there is no one who is not worthy of being asked. Qin Yuxuan smiled cruelly and said, "No matter who it is, as long as anyone stands in my way today, they will have to die!" Qin Yuxuan's ruthless voice was like a sharp sword, stabbing towards everyone.

I saw that the man waved his hand casually, and the man next to him understood, turned to the distance, and whistled weirdly.

For a moment, the sound of horses' hooves and the clamor of a large group of people were heard from a distance.

Sure enough, a large number of soldiers dressed in the same uniform as this man rushed towards this side!

With a roar in their mouths and spears in their hands, they rushed straight at the living dead.

For a while, they who were already in a desperate situation suddenly had a glimmer of life, and this glimmer of life turned out to be brought to them by a strange man.

Han Xiluo asked coldly, "Ling'er, who is he?" ”

"Sister Luo'er, he is the king of the Kecha clan, and he saved me." Feng Ziling explained the truth of the matter in the simplest words.

It turned out that he was Ziling's savior. But everyone can see that this man must have used affection for Ziling, otherwise this troubled water will not need to be taken into account at all for the Kecha clan who do not belong to the mainland.

Speaking of this Kecha tribe, he is like the Wu tribe, he does not belong to the mainland, but the Wu tribe was created by the god clan, and the ancestor of the Kecha clan was originally a mortal, but he got the jade blessed by the divine light by accident, and then got the protection of the gods, and slowly established his own clan.

"Thank you for the king's life-saving grace to her sister, he will do his best if he is in need of a nobleman." Feng Mohan arched his hand and said, he has also heard of this Kecha clan since he was a child, but he didn't expect to become his benefactor in Qingcheng today.

The clan king just nodded at him, in his eyes, if it weren't for Feng Ziling, these people, he didn't want to deal with them at all.

But when Bei Minghao heard that it was this man who saved her Ling'er, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but the next second was replaced by a sadness that could not be hidden. His Ling'er actually forgot him, everyone remembered, but only himself.

"Ling'er......" Bei Minghao changed in a low voice again, he wanted to rush over now, and hugged Ling'er tightly in his arms.

But he couldn't, because Ling'er was afraid of him and resisted him, he couldn't.

"Senior brother, Ling'er's matter, we'll discuss it later." Han Xiluo said out loud, she knew Bei Minghao's pain, but Ling'er didn't remember him at all now, if she forced it, she was afraid that Ling'er would only become more and more disgusted with him.

Feng Mohan stood beside Bei Minghao and patted him lightly on the back.

Bei Minghao lowered his head sadly, not wanting people to see his fragility at the moment.

Hehe, is this God's punishment for himself? The love that was once at his fingertips, but he ignored it, and when he lost it, he woke up, but when he lost it, he found that he had completely lost her.

Bei Minghao, you deserve it!

Feng Ziling hid in the arms of the clan king, and her eyes secretly looked at Bei Minghao.

Why is this man so uncomfortable when he sees himself, does he really know him, and now he has forgotten him?

Turning his puzzled gaze to the clan king, he smiled softly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't be afraid, when this matter is over, this king will take you back to Kecha." ”

Back to check? When Feng Ziling heard these three words, Bei Minghao's sad and handsome face appeared in his mind.

A strange sense of familiarity suddenly hit her heart, and she suddenly felt a little breathless, clutching the placket of the clan king's chest tightly, her face slightly painful.

"Ling'er." Feng Mohan felt Feng Ziling's strangeness, and wanted to reach out and take Feng Ziling into his arms, but was taken away by the clan king first.

"Khan, I'll leave it to you here."

As he spoke, the clan king had already taken Feng Ziling to fly to the city gate, and the entourage had already moved the chaise longue, he put Feng Ziling on it, and carefully covered her with a snow fur.

All this fell in Bei Minghao's eyes, and he smiled bitterly, maybe this man is indeed more suitable for Ling'er than himself.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the king of the Kecha clan was also a tender person." Qin Yuxuan's hateful voice slowly entered everyone's ears.

Han Xiluo couldn't help frowning.

"Qin Yuxuan, your deeds have aroused the indignation of the people of the world, you can't achieve your hegemony, stop it."

"Stop? Hehe, Han Xiluo, even with the help of the Kecha clan today, you still can't defeat the deity. Qin Yuxuan sneered, his eyes hidden in the cloak staring at Han Xiluo.

In modern times, because of you, I can't get the Qin family, in ancient times, it was you again, who fought against me everywhere, Qin Xiluo, between you and me, only one person is destined to live, and that person will not be you!