Passing through Changzhou City, the road is lined with beggars fleeing the war, with thin bodies and yellow muscles, and the outlines of their bones are extremely clear.

Everywhere you go, you can hear the helpless cries or whimpering of babies and children.

And the ministers of the court who wandered on the road were all round and round.

The soft and extravagant sound from the song workshop is mixed with the grief and wailing of the refugees, and there is nothing more awkward in the world.

I don't know when, Xiaobai held Ye Zhen's hand, and it was very tight.

"They are so pitiful" Xiao Bai couldn't help but say softly, and withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at those desperate and godless eyes for a moment.

"Indeed, but compared with the people on the border, it can be regarded as good luck, the times have changed, the demons are in charge, the dynasty has changed, unless there is a powerful man to turn the tide, otherwise this Tang Dynasty will be lonely"

"But no matter how you come, those who suffer are all civilians after all"

Ye Zhen didn't think he had the ability to turn the tide, so he just swept his gaze over these refugees.

Some pictures flashed vaguely in Ye Zhen's mind, in which he was the king of a country, and he seemed to be on a personal expedition, while countless ragged people spontaneously sent each other off.

Bring out the best food and warmest clothes in the house.

He looked up to the sky and roared, swore that he would not return it until he broke it, then untied his cloak and gave it to a little girl to ward off the cold, and then turned and mounted his horse.

"Young Master, Young Master" Xiao Bai saw that Ye Zhen's face was dark, and he seemed to be recalling something, but now that he was out of Changzhou City, Xiao Bai didn't know where to go.

Ye Zhen came back to his senses, pressed the familiar memory in his heart, showed a smile to Xiaobai, and said, "I was thinking about things just now, I'll take you to fly, there is still a way to go, before dark, strive to reach Baoqingfang."

"Bao Qingfang has heard the young master mention it several times, what kind of place is that, can it really help me recover my memory?" Xiaobai whispered suspiciously.

"It should be possible" Ye Zhen said, his right hand shook slightly, and a blue light appeared in his hand.

Xiao Bai's beautiful eyes fell, and he saw that the jasper Zhu Hai was only lying in Ye Zhen's palm, and Zhu Hai's tail, except for the two silver threads and pearls that flashed with white light, was the three words of the small Baoqingfang.

"This Zhu Hai was picked up not far away when I rescued you that day, and it is a magic weapon made by Baoqingfang" Without waiting for Xiaobai to ask, Ye Zhen took the initiative to explain.

But Ye Zhen didn't explain why he took it out now, and Xiaobai didn't ask, or even think about it.

"Speaking of Baoqingfang, the owner of the workshop is a fox spirit, I visited once in the first two years, although the rule is to only create magic weapons for demons, but I paid some price, let her build a magic sword for me, it is easy to use" Ye Zhen chuckled.

"Is this Zhu Hai really mine?" Xiaobai wondered.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen grabbed Xiaobai's little hand, put Zhu Hai on it, and whispered, "Yes or no, hold it tightly, inject demon power and give it a try."

When the words fell, Xiao Bai barely thought about it, and wisps of white demonic power rose from Xiao Bai's little feet like a dream, rotated around his body with an astonishing arc, and then submerged into Zhu Hai.

"Buzz!"

A wave of extremely strong qi erupted from Xiaobai, or Zhu Hai, who was suspended from spontaneous relief.

Flying sand and rocks, everything around is flying.

The hem of Ye Zhen's clothes was blown violently, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was surprised in his heart.

Then the next moment, Zhu Hai's treasure light converged and fell down with Xiaobai.

Ye Zhen stopped Xiao Bai's slender waist with one hand, and grabbed the falling Zhu Hai with the other, frowning slightly.

But then, Xiaobai woke up slowly, with a little pain in his eyes.

Facing Ye Zhen's worried and inquiring gaze, Xiao Bai forcibly showed a smile and said, "I saw some, bad memory fragments."

Letting go of the hand holding Xiao Bai's waist, Ye Zhen said with a smile on his face, "It seems that this Zhu Hai is yours without a doubt."

As he spoke, Ye Zhen raised his hand and inserted Zhu Hai into the green silk that Xiaobai fixed with a hairband.

Before Xiao Bai could come back to his senses, Ye Zhen directly grabbed Xiao Bai's hand, and his figure flew up, and the surrounding gold flowed back quickly.

Not long after, in the dense forest, a small workshop with a shabby and strange appearance appeared in front of the two of them.

Stepping in, soon a strange-shaped wooden cart appeared in front of the two, two little ghosts pushed the wooden cart, and at the top of the wooden cart sat a charming woman who was too enchanting and dressed a little revealingly.

Xiaobai saw the vixen's dress, and involuntarily frowned slightly.

The little fox jumped down from the wooden cart, the corners of the ultra-short skirt turned up, and the scenery was unobstructed in front of Ye Zhen.

But Ye Zhen was unmoved, because Ye Zhen knew that the fox spirit in front of him who was full of flattery and charm was an old woman inside.

"Yo!"

The fox demon showed a look of surprise on his face, leaned forward, and the scenery made the two of them unobstructed, and he said coquettishly, "It turned out to be your interesting little guy, and this girl, a cultivator, and a snake demon, actually came together"

"It looks like it's still so close, I don't know what the two of them are talking about, is there something wrong with Zhu Hai, or is it a sword?"

Ye Zhen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "Xiaobai lost her memory for some reason, I want you to help her recover her memory, the price is easy to say, how about the five hundred years of psychic grass?" ”

The little fox's pupils shrank, and he smiled coquettishly, "What a big stroke, just to restore the memory of this girl, could it be that you are in love with this girl?" ”

Ignoring the ridicule in the fox demon's words, Ye Zhen said indifferently, "You just say you can, or you can't."

"Of course, this Zhu Hai is a great magic weapon, able to absorb the mana of others for his own use, but the way of heaven lasts forever, everything is gained and lost, what this girl loses is memory"

As he spoke, a column of drawer-like things fell from the sky, and the little fox took out a crimson scale from one of the drawers and handed it to the two of them.

"Oh, take it, as for the reward, forget it, the little guy has nothing to do to accompany this girl."

Ye Zhen chuckled, turned around and left with Xiaobai.

"What an interesting little guy" Looking at the back of the two leaving, the vixen lay on a wooden frame and said in a bewitching manner.

Out of Baoqingfang, Xiaobai's eyes have never left scales larger than her two small hands combined.

Su frowned, and as the inexplicable red light on the scales flickered, some memory fragments kept slowly emerging.

Ye Zhen found a detail, the jasper and vermilion hairpin inserted in the small white and green silk had been flickering faintly fluorescent.

Ye Zhen didn't bother, just walked aimlessly and casually, and this walk went directly from the afternoon to the nightfall.

Suddenly! The soul power that had been being released sensed something, Ye Zhen stopped, and a talisman seal containing a strong murderous aura was brought up by two fingers.