"Donor ......"

As far as Mo Xian could see, the chain of shark beads lingered with a faint soft light, and when his eyes blinked, the light had disappeared into the sun.

Just now, when he was meditating in the room, he suddenly felt a familiar breath coming from Song Nanke's room, he came to find that Song Nanke's body was covered with a layer of soft light, he didn't know what it was, but he saw Song Nanke's expression was relative, and he had a nightmare.

Song Nanke's eyelashes trembled, and there was a kind of unclear blur in his apricot eyes, as if he still couldn't wake up from his dream. On the gauze tent, the silver-white handsome son, like jade, looked at the arrogant and disdainful demon girl in front of him with three points of helplessness and seven points of amusement in his warm eyes.

"Donor, are you okay......" Mo Xian saw Song Nanke's distracted appearance, and his heart sank slightly.

Song Nanke got up suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something, lifted the quilt, and hurried out regardless of his manners.

"Donor"

Mo Xian was about to hold Song Nanke, but he was one step too late. He hesitated slightly, and hurriedly followed.

"Smack"

Xiuyuan's hand holding the teacup was slightly stunned, looking for prestige, only to see Song Nanke standing in front of the door with only a single shirt and bare feet, looking at him with a dejected face.

"Girl?" Xiuyuan put down the teacup in his hand, a little confused.

"The weather is still a little cold in the morning, and the girl has a big heart, but in the end, she has to take care of her body."

As he spoke, Xiu Yuan took Song Nanke's cold hand, placed it on the bed, and pulled up the brocade quilt to cover Song Nanke's already cold jade feet. When everything was done, Xiu Yuanfang set his eyes on Song Nanke.

I saw that its curly green silk was sprinkled all over his shoulders, and his face became more and more pale, and the fine sweat oozing from his forehead was sticking to a few strands of broken hair, all of which showed that the woman had a nightmare.

A trace of distress flashed in Xiuyuan's eyes, and he reached out to wrap the trembling Rou Yi, and said softly: "The girl has a nightmare......

"Hero" Song Nanke raised his head, looked at the warm but cold Xiuyuan, and opened his lips, as if he was out of control.

"I was asked to follow me at the beginning, but because I look a little familiar......"

Xiu Yuan was stunned for a moment, his deep eyes were as bright as candlelight, and he was speechless for a long time before he sighed. "What the girl said, not bad......"

"When I first met the girl, although I was reckless and hurt the girl, when I saw the girl's face, I felt a little familiar in my heart. And because I had amnesia and woke up at that time, I thought in my heart that I must have met the girl before. ”

"Therefore, you agreed to me and let me follow you, just because you want to find out your identity and memory from me......"

Song Nanke lowered her head, her green hair covered it, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but have a wry smile......

Listening to Song Nanke's words that could not hide his disappointment, Xiu Yuan's heart was suffocated, as if a piece had been dug up, as if a ghost had made a miracle, he slowly hugged Song Nanke's slightly trembling body, and whispered comfortingly:

"When we first met, I didn't deny that I did have such thoughts, but when I told you about my amnesia, your reaction made me understand that my previous thoughts were just fallacies."

The cold cheeks were pressed against the warm chest, Song Nanke couldn't react a little, and the expression on his face changed several times, and finally a smile that was more ugly than crying fell.

"You're not afraid, my reaction at the time, was it just pretending?"

"The girl has a cheerful heart, and she can't hide things on her face. If it is true as the girl said, the girl has such a city, I will bow down and be willing to be deceived by the girl. ”

Song Nanke raised his head suddenly, his apricot eyes flashed with water, and he said in a trembling voice: "In your heart, to me, there are still doubts, aren't you?" ”

Xiuyuan stretched out his fingertips and gently wiped the wetness under Song Nanke's eyelids, laughing in his heart. "The girl is so smart on weekdays, why is she ......confused when she says so sincerely and sincerely to me?"

Song Nanke blinked, and saw Xiu Yuan smiling, it couldn't be gentler, it seemed to coincide with Yuyue in the dream.

"What the hero said, but it is the same as what I think in my heart?" The throat seemed to be stuffed with coptis, and bursts of bitterness kept spreading, and Song Nanke bit his lip, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"I'm Song Nanke, not Nanke......"

Xiu Yuan gently stroked Song Nanke's back, and looked thoughtfully at Song Nanke, who wanted to speak and stopped. "What's the difference? Nan Ke is not also the girl's maiden name......"

"No!" Song Nanke's expression was grim, and he said seriously: "Song Nanke and Nanke are not the same person, just as Xiuyuan and Yuyue are not the same person, right......?"

Looking at the hope in Xing's eyes, Xiu Yuan smiled slightly, and comforted: "Naturally not, Xiu Yuan is Xiu Yuan, no matter what Yu Yue is, in Xiu Yuan's heart, what he thinks and thinks, there will always be only Song Nanke......

Yuyue? The depth in Xiuyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of incomprehension, but when he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, there was already tenderness in his eyes.

Hearing this, Song Nanke half-covered his mouth, the tenderness and sweetness in it could no longer be concealed, he reached out and wrapped his hand tightly around Xiuyuan's waist, and said softly:

"Yes, Xiuyuan belongs to Song Nanke, no one wants to take it away!"

"Haha, I don't want the girl to be so domineering."

"Of course, the Mo Shangren is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, if I don't declare sovereignty quickly, you are born like this, if you let others strike first, I will teach myself to regret it."

"Haha......"

Xiu Yuan couldn't help but smile when he heard Song Nanke's heroic words, and the warmth on his waist seemed to have spread to the deepest part of his heart, making him involuntarily feel at ease.

"It's just ......" Song Nanke hesitated a little, and said weakly: "I do have something to hide from you." ”

"Oh" Xiu Yuan's eyebrows jumped, and he quipped: "Look at the girl's unspeakable appearance, but there is already a husband in the family?" ”

"But after doing martial arts, it's not a problem to fly the eaves and walk the wall, and it's even easier to pick off your red apricot that is about to get out of the wall."

Song Nanke's face turned red, and he didn't want the hero to tease her by teasing Yang Ling's words, it was really a good reincarnation in heaven, and the sky spared anyone.

She looked up at Xiu Yuan in some frustration, and said weakly: "I know that the martial arts of heroes are world-famous, and with the Nanke Sword in hand, no one can beat ......."

"Nan Ke Sword?" Xiuyuan's expression was not surprised.

"That's right, this Xuanjian is called Nan Ke Sword, and the Demon Realm Nan Ke thousands of years ago was the sword spirit born from this sword."

"Demon Nanke?"

opened his lips, and a name that suddenly touched the emotions in his heart blurted out, leaving a sense of nostalgia and reluctance in his heart and a burst of ethereal loneliness......

Seeing Xiu Yuan say this name, Song Nanke was suffocated in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "Demon Realm Nanke, Song Nanke, according to my speculation, Nanke is afraid that it is my previous life." ”

"As you presume? Where did the girl speculate? ”

Song Nanke's words were choked, a little weak-hearted, and the mysterious boss refused to tell her anything, so she had no choice but to follow the vine and guess blindly.

"In the Ethereal Realm, the demons inside all mistake me for Nanke, and besides, inside the Soul Banner, I have lost consciousness three times, and every time I wake up, I find that I have saved the day."

Thinking about this now, Song Nanke is still afraid in her heart, if she hadn't regained consciousness, wouldn't she, she would have disappeared directly from this world.

Xiuyuan just looked at Song Nanke thoughtfully and didn't speak.

"Just now, I had a very real dream...... Song Nanke frowned slightly, pursed his lips tightly, and then looked at Xiu Yuan, forcibly holding back the emotions in his heart.

"I dreamed that the scene where Yuyue and Nan Ke first met ......"

Feeling the body in his arms trembling slightly, Xiu Yuan leaned his chin on Song Nanke's forehead, and comforted softly: "Now that I am here, the girl doesn't have to worry, I will teach others not to hurt the girl." ”

No, what I'm worried about is that after you recover your memory, Yuyue will return, but my cultivation will disappear from this world...... It's just that Song Nanke opened his lips but didn't say anything.

"Girl, have you ever come into contact with the Conjuring Banner before?" Thinking of the familiar aura in the spirit flag, Xiu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit and darkened.

"No, the time when the green jade Xiaozhu was the first time I saw it." Song Nanke shook his head in confusion, his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was shocked.

"Could it be that there is my breath in the spirit flag, so I strayed into the Ethereal Realm?"

"Hmm" Xiuyuan tightened the person in his arms, and his heart, which had been flustered, slowly calmed down.

"When I used the spirit banner to explore the soul of Chun Yu, I did feel a familiar but unfamiliar aura inside the flag."

"Familiar, but ......unfamiliar," Song Nanke muttered as if uncontrollably.

"Perhaps, it's not my breath, it's Nanke's."

"Ahem," a childish cough sound came from the door.

Song Nanke raised his head and followed the prestige, only to see the gray-clothed boy standing helplessly at the door with a face like a red tomato. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, in the ethereal realm, when she regained consciousness, Mo Xian was already by her side, so she hurriedly spoke.

"Mo Xian, when you and I first met, what was wrong with me?"

Mo Xian scratched his head, a wisp of contemplation appeared on his face flying in the sunset, and after a while, Fang slowly spoke:

"But the donor wants to ask the little monk about Nanke?"

Although it was not a gentleman's work to hear that people were in the corner, but thinking of Song Nanke's dejected appearance, he was not at ease for a while, so he stayed here. Moreover, listening to Song Nanke's words, he remembered the inexplicable dream before, and it was really just his cranky thoughts.

"You know?"

"Hmm" Mo Xian nodded, rolled his eyes bonely, and said happily: "Master Nanke, it seems that he knows the origin of the shark bead, and he also asked the little monk if he knew a person called Mingyue. ”

"And then?" Song Nanke never thought that Nanke would know the origin of this string of beads, and waited expectantly for Mo Xian's later text.

"And then you woke up......"

The expectation in Song Nanke's eyes froze instantly, his face was cloudy, and he looked at the clear eyes full of innocence, and a sense of depression rushed straight to his head.

"It's just that even if Nan Ke is the girl's previous life, I think the girl's three souls and six spirits are not missing, and it stands to reason that Nan Ke no longer exists in the world."

Hearing this, Xiu Yuan looked at Song Nanke carefully, he frowned slightly and thought about it, and continued:

"Girl, have you ever had your consciousness taken away before?"

"No" Song Nanke frowned and thought about it, she didn't seem to have such an inexplicable thing except for inexplicable tears.

"It's just that I didn't tell you about something." Song Nanke swallowed his saliva and looked at Xiuyuan with some hesitation.

"I came from another world, and the day I first arrived, it was the time when I first met the hero......"