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"The sunset shimmers send the green mountains, and I don't know how to return it in the mystery, and now I sit on the stone to sue Jun'an, I don't know what year it is?"

Pop, three or two applause accompanied by a whole boast: "Good verse!"

Zi Ling turned his head, got up from the stone, and saw that it was Mo Yan Hongyang, and bowed his head shyly: "How are you injured?"

Mo Yan Hongyang raised the corners of his mouth, bowed his head to carefully probe himself, and raised his head suddenly: "I'm not injured!

"Sigh for an old friend!" Miss Ziling turned to look at the sunset that was about to set, the breeze stirring her skirt and hair, and tears flashed in her eyes, "Unfortunately, I am no longer in his heart." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

When Mo Yan Hongyang heard this, he walked in front of Zi Ling, looked at it, and frowned: "Why did the girl cry? ”

After he finished speaking, he made a few casual gestures. That posture, so immature, almost fell. After he was reborn, everything he had learned in his body had been forgotten and disappeared. Zi Ling smiled when he saw his childish movements, and was really happy. But after a while, her mood fell into a trough again. Zi Ling raised his head, looked at Hongyang's eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, but his heart was sad: "He is no longer alive." So, you don't stand a chance. ”

"Dead?" Mo Yan Hongyang looked curious, "Tell me, who is that person, maybe, I still know him!"

Zi Ling raised his head, glanced at Hongyang's eyes, sat down on the stone, and turned his head to look at the sunset: "Don't you really remember me?"

This question instantly confused the poplar in front of him. He frowned and asked, "Do we know each other?"

Do we know each other, this sentence instantly made the purple spirit in front of him cry. He was sad, grieved, and lost. When Mo Yan Hongyang looked at it, he really felt aggrieved and inexplicable: "Girl, don't be sad." If you are seen by others, you will make irresponsible remarks. I must have said that I was bullying you. I beg you! Don't cry anymore. ”

Speaking of this, Zi Ling cried even more sadly, heart-rending pain.

At this moment, not far away, two people watched their every move, but they couldn't bear to disturb.

Hua Rong turned his head to look at the moon beside him: "Old man, how do you say this." This discerning man will see it clearly. Zi Ling has always had red poplars in his heart!"

Yuexiang sighed deeply and shook her head: "If Miss Ziling didn't have a red poplar in her heart, she wouldn't cut the flesh to regenerate the red poplar in the first place." The blood flowing on his body, the muscles and bones that grow, which part of it is not Zi Ling's!

Hua Rong was silent. She was speechless, bowed her head and was silent, as if she were thinking.

Yuexiang looked at Hua Rong: "They still can't be together." Hongyang is responsible for the human race in the world, and he must put an end to such a thing as the private feelings of his children. ”

It's so cold!

Hua Rong raised his head and looked not far away: "Now, he has no memory and no martial arts." Only the dragon god in the body is guarded. But the dragon god still needs to grow gradually. Once you go down the mountain, you will be bullied everywhere. Can you still shoulder the great responsibility of the human race?"

Yuexiang stopped his gaze on Mo Yan Hongyang's fingers: "Why is the dragon ring still in his hand?"

"I don't know why!" Hua Rong didn't focus on the ring.

"I'm going to send him to the imperial capital," Xuanwu suddenly appeared behind him, Xuanwu put his hands behind his back, the evening breeze stirred his hair bun, stirred his clothes, and looked at Mo Yan Hongyang not far away, "I decided to lead him to the imperial capital." Master has long since passed away, and although I am in charge of Kunlun, my energy is limited after all. And Wang Yang, the imperial capital, once accepted Hongyang as an apprentice. They have not been together for a short time. Deliver the red poplar to Wang Yang, firstly, it can be secretly protected by the masters of the imperial city, and secondly, to see if it can stimulate him to recall something. After all, they used to be mentors and apprentices. ”

Yuexiang looked down and thought about it, turned her head to glance at Hua Rong, and looked at Xuanwu: "In this way, it can be like this." Although Jiulong Mountain is a pure place, there is an evil dragon sealed there after all. If Hongyang goes to Jiulong Mountain, he will be affected by the evil dragon in the underground palace. ”

Hearing Xuanwu say this, Hua Rongyue felt that she could only arrange Mo Yan's whereabouts for the time being. They could only dismantle the Purple Spirit Girl and Mo Yan Hongyang.

"Hongyang, let's go!" Xuanwu shouted at Hongyang, not giving the Purple Spirit girl any chance.

At this time, it was really cruel to let Mo Yan Hongyang leave Ziling. Mo Yan Hongyang turned around and responded, looking back at Zi Ling in front of him: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

He raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth: "Zi Ling! ”

Mo Yan Hongyang knew that he was about to leave Tianshou Mountain, and he finally wanted to leave something for the familiar and unfamiliar girl in front of him. He took off the dragon ring in his hand, stuffed it into Zi Ling's hand, and looked into her eyes: "Take it." Now that we're friends. This ring will be used as a memorial of our friendship!"

In the end, he turned around mercilessly.

The Purple Spirit Girl watched him gradually disappear back, spread out her palms, and looked down to see the dragon ring that Mo Yan Hongyang had left for herself. She suddenly burst into tears, really moved. At the moment when she raised her head and looked at Hongyang's back again, a tear snorted from the corner of her eye, and instantly fell on the dragon ring. The dragon ring suddenly inspired a light purple light wave from its surroundings. There was a snort, like a wave of water, spreading into the surrounding air.

Seeing that light wave, it immediately touched Mo Yan's red poplar's body. He suddenly felt as if his body had been struck by lightning, and in an instant, some broken images suddenly appeared in his mind. He immediately stopped, rolled his eyes, and seemed to remember something. He turned around sharply and looked at the purple spirit. At this time, Zi Ling had already appeared with the same flower and the moon as a crane and gradually disappeared into the sky of Tianshou Mountain.

"What's wrong?" asked Xuanwu.

Hongyang turned his head to look at Xuanwu and frowned: "Purple Spirit girl, I seem to have seen that woman somewhere." In an instant, an image of her popped into my head. Why is it so vague now?"

"Is that really the case?" Xuanwu's eyebrows fluttered, "In this way, your memory is gradually recovering. Think about it again. ”

Xuanwu looked at Hongyang's eyes with expectant eyes.

Mo Yan Hongyang rolled his eyes and thought carefully about his memories, but found that his memories were always vague: "The images are messy and disorderly. ”

Xuanwu grabbed Hongyang's palm: "Don't worry. Let's go, quickly meet Tianzun. ”

Tianzun Mansion. Xuanwu told Yu Tianzun in detail what had just happened. After hearing this, Tianzun suddenly felt that hope appeared, which really made everyone excited. Fragmentary memories and blurry images are always in Mo Yanhongyang's mind.

"Now that the memory of Hongyang has been highlighted, the old man's heart has been suspended, and when you return to the imperial capital, you will be loved. Now that you have decided to leave, you have made up your mind. Cherish all the way. Tianzun looked at Xuanwu's eyes and said, then turned to look at Mo Yan Hongyang, "Hongyang, the old man has something that you need to explain." ”

"Tianzun, please speak!" Mo Yan Hongyang bowed his head and bowed.

After hearing this, Tianzun turned to look at the splendid scenery in the distance: "You answered the old man truthfully, do you remember your childhood memories?"

Mo Yan Hongyang's new physical body was manufactured less than eight days ago, and the clear-eyed person knew at a glance that his memories were scattered in his mind at the moment, and at this time, Tianzun asked about his childhood memories, obviously asking knowingly, which was slightly abrupt. What is his intention? Xuanwu was confused when he heard this, and he didn't know what Tianzun's intentions were at this moment.

Mo Yan Hongyang frowned, rolled his eyes, and tried his best to recall, and the result can be imagined.

"Tianzun, the younger generation's mind is blank, and he can't recall his childhood memories!"

Tianzun listened, bowed his head and pinched his fingers, and found that the time had come, his eyes lit up, he turned around suddenly, waved his sleeves, raised his palm, poof, and the palm of his hand immediately stimulated a blue light wave, snapped, and slapped on the top of Mo Yan's red poplar's head, seeing that the blue light wave energy vibrated back and forth between the top of the red poplar's head and the soles of his feet.

"Tianzun, who are you?" Xuanwu looked confused.

With a snort, Tianzun immediately accepted the exercises: "I use Dafa to stimulate the memory in his brain." Tianzun replied to Xuanwu, turned his head to look at the red poplar in front of him, and continued to ask, "How is it at the moment?"

Mo Yan Hongyang rolled his eyes and smiled: "I remember." ”

Xuanwu's eyebrows fluttered: "Great!"

"You try to see if you have remembered the martial arts you practiced in the past. Tianzun asked, his brows furrowed.

After Mo Yan Hongyang heard this, he began to compare, and everyone thought it was really funny at first glance. All that was learned in the past was forgotten.

"Why is that?" Xuanwu turned his head to look at Tianzun, "Hasn't his memory been restored?"

"The old man did use the divine power in his body to stimulate the memory in his brain. In this way, the effect is not very good," said this, Tianzun did not continue to entangle, he looked at Mo Yan Hongyang, and continued to ask, "Childhood memories, can you recall?"

Looking at it this way, Tianzun wanted to trace Mo Yanhongyang's childhood experience. What does this have to do with what he saw in the Heavenly Mandate Palace?

Hongyang rolled his eyes and thought about it, pacing between the left and right: "I can only remember some of the things that happened since I was six years old. Our family lives at the end of Dragon Village. My mother and I depend on each other. I remember one day I asked about my father. At that time, my mother said, "I don't have a father." ”

"You don't have a father, why do you have you?" Xuanwu thought it was very strange.

"Yes, since you have no father, where do you come from?" the Dragon Protector echoed.

After hearing this, Tianzun found some hints of eyebrows, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop Xuanwu: "When he continues, don't interrupt." ”

When I heard it, I was curious, and at the same time I felt sad and heartbroken. Indeed, in the entire Dragon Village, which child has no father. So I continued to ask......"

His memories instantly go back to the age of six:

The East China Sea was steaming, the night was deep, and the stars twinkled in the sky. At the end of Dragon Village, in a thatched hut, a woman, sitting next to the bed, a boy whining and crying. An oil lamp flickered on the table, producing sparks and fading the darkness of the room.

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry anymore, my mother is by your side. Tell your mother if those children are bullying you again. ”

After hearing this, the little boy blinked his long eyelashes, looked aggrieved, and pursed his lips: "Mother, everyone in Longcun says that I am a wild seed." Without a father, you quickly tell the child why I have never met my father. Everyone else has a father, so why don't I?"

After hearing this, the woman wiped away the tears from the boy's eyes and said earnestly: "Son, you really don't have a father. I don't know who your father is. Don't blame your mother. This question is not only confusing for you, but also for my mother. Between heaven and earth, who has no parents? But you have no father. ”

"If there is no father, why am I there?" the little boy did not believe.

After hearing this, the woman suddenly got up, picked up the scissors, and began to pluck the wick on the table: "Child, my mother is the princess of the Mo clan of the Holy Light Suspension City-State, and she does not live in the mortal world. One day, on the windowsill in my room, a jade bamboo suddenly grew, so my mother carefully cultivated it. Suddenly, one day, the jade bamboo immediately grew a strange red fruit, water and spirit, flashing blood-red brilliance. My mother really liked it, and then she ate the fruit. I fell into the mortal world, lost my immortal body, and finally became a mortal people, losing all contact with the city-state of holy light. Later, he fell into Dragon Village, lived in Dragon Village, and endured hardships. Suddenly, one night, the stars twinkled, and a masked man, dressed in white, entered my hut out of nowhere. I was terrified and thought I was a thief. But the white-clothed masked man did no harm to me, saying that in seven days I would give birth to a son. My mother really didn't believe it, I didn't have sex with any man, how could I have children. But after seven days, you will croaked to the ground......."

Recalling this, Mo Yan Hongyang raised his head and looked at everyone: "This is the secret I have hidden in my heart." I never talked to anyone. Because I thought it was magical, I always thought that my mother was making up stories to deceive me. I always thought that my father was dead. ”

Xuanwu turned his head to look into Tianzun's eyes: "The Holy Light Suspended City-State Mo Clan, why have you never heard of such a tribe?"

"In this way, the old man finally understands the confusion encountered in the Heavenly Mandate Palace," Tianzun said, turning his head and shouting, "Lie Long, let go of the white tiger." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xuanwu suddenly understood. I didn't see the white tiger for a few days, and it turned out that he was imprisoned by Tianzun.

Tianzun finally released the white tiger. I thought he didn't want anyone to tell the secret. But what he didn't expect was that Mo Yanhongyang's six-year-old memory was stimulated by his palm. By accident, since everyone had heard this secret, there was no need for Tianzun to keep that secret anymore. Did the secret really end like this? No! Before Xuanwu and the White Tiger took away Mo Yan Hongyang. Tianzun didn't answer Xuanwu's question. The Holy Light Mo Clan, this mysterious tribe, has always attracted everyone's attention. What kind of tribe is it, and why did you ask the Holy Light Clan, Tianzun always didn't say a word. Was he protecting the Holy Light Mo Clan? Or was there another reason? What was the relationship between the Heavenly Venerable and the Holy Light Mo Clan? These series of questions had always surrounded White Tiger Xuanwu's mind. Xuanwu and Mo Yan Hongyang rode on the back of the white tiger and headed towards the imperial capital of the human world. At this moment, Xuanwu looked at the surrounding scenery and looked down in thought. Since then, I know that Mo Yan Hongyang not only has the human Emperor Fuxi Yuan God in his body, but he is also the descendant of that mysterious tribe. Although Bai Hu also knew about this, he never understood clearly where the blood-red evil qi in Hongyang's body came from. At this moment, what he was worried about was that the red poplar's body had been recreated, and the blood-red evil qi was still in his body?

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