Nangong Jin rolled his eyes, and a trace of complicated emotions appeared in his eyes: "Xiao Yu, don't ask about the things back then, I don't want you to live in hatred every day like before." ”

"Big brother, I have the right to know. Feng Yu frowned, "The more you don't say it, the more I want to know, and the more cranky I will be." Big brother, just tell me. ”

Nangong Jin hesitated for a moment, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, I'll tell you." Your father and your mother are of different races, and your father was forced to death by the elders of his clan. It was the elders who killed your mother, but it wasn't them who seriously injured you, but it was also their clan. ”

Feng Yu brushed up this information, and his mind spun quickly: "Could it be that my father's and mother's clan are opposites? Because they don't agree with my father and mother being together, they forced my father to death." My mother sought revenge on them for my father's sake, but she was killed, and I lived in hatred, and I almost died at their hands in the end?"

Nangong Jin's expression moved: "Xiaoyu, you ...... Remembered?"

"No, I'm just ......" Feng Yuzheng said, suddenly feeling a pain in his head.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"

"My head hurts a little. Feng Yu rubbed the corners of his forehead, only to feel that his eyelids were a little heavy......

Suddenly there was a fierce fighting sound in his ears, and Feng Yu struggled, as if he was squeezed into a small space, unable to move. There was only a long slit in front of him, and when he squinted, he saw that it seemed to be a hall-like place outside, and several old men in white clothes, white eyebrows and white beards were teaming up to deal with a woman in black. But seeing that the woman was holding a black and cold long sword, she seemed to be a little invincible. Feng Yu was puzzled, and suddenly heard a muffled snort, the woman was hit hard, fell directly in front of Feng Yu, and kept vomiting blood.

For a while, Feng Yu only felt uncomfortable. Then the woman turned her face and looked at him. Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, this woman's appearance was seven or eight points similar to him, but she looked more mature. At this time, her eyes were slightly filled with tears, full of reluctance and worry, and Feng Yu became more and more uncomfortable. Then, the woman slowly closed her eyes, and tears seemed to fall from the corners of her eyes. When Feng Yu saw this scene, a thick sadness suddenly welled up in his heart, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu. ”

Feng Yu woke up suddenly, only to find that he had returned to his residence. Nangong Jin sat on the edge of the bed with a worried face.

"Xiaoyu, what did you dream about, why did you cry?"

Feng Yu stretched out his hand and touched it, his face was full of tears, it turned out that he was really crying. "I ...... I dreamed of a woman who looked like me, who fought with several old men in white clothes and died in front of me. I was sad to see her die. ”

When Nangong Jin heard this, he was quite surprised: "This is what happened back then, is your memory going to be restored?"

"Is this true?"

"Well, she's your mother. Back then, those old men led people to invade our clan, and you hid under your mother's seat and escaped, but you saw your mother killed with your own eyes, and your temperament has changed greatly since then. Nangong Jin looked at Feng Yu distressedly, "After this incident, I have always regretted that I should have come back earlier, so that you would not have seen this scene and would not have been greatly stimulated." ”

It turns out that this dream is real, strange, why do I feel like crying? Is it because this body still has some of the consciousness of the original owner? Feng Yu frowned, wait, there seems to be something wrong?

A light suddenly flashed in his mind, and Feng Yu was a little stunned: "Big brother, you just said, 'in our clan'......?

Nangong Jin was stunned for a moment, was silent for a while, and said, "That's it, I'll tell you about it now." I, not Nangong Jin, King An, I am your brother-in-law, Feng Ze. ”

Feng Yu was shocked: "You're not King An?!"

"Well, you died of serious injuries three years ago, and so did I. It's just that for some reason, my soul was possessed into the body of King An, who only had half a breath left at that time. Since then, I have lived in this capacity. ”

Borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul? Isn't this the same as him? Feng Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, it was really fate.

"Then what you said before, my mother saved you and taught you skills, is it true?"

"Well, I was raised by your mother, and she is my stepmother. ”

"Stepmother, then you're not that old. ”

"Guess. The corners of Feng Ze's lips hooked slightly, revealing a sly smile.

"Uh...... 16？17？18？”

"Heh, guess slowly. It's not early, rest quickly, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

"Tell me first. ”

"You guess first. ”

......

At night, Feng Yu was asleep, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be wind whistling in his ears. When I opened my eyes, I was stunned. He was being held hostage by two men in black, one left and one right, and took off through the quiet mountain forest.

"Who are you, where are you taking me?"

The other party did not answer.

Feng Yu was anxious, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Help, big brother!

"Shut up!" one of them shouted coldly.

"Who the hell are you? Could it be that the emperor sent you?"

"Emperor?" the other chuckled, seeming disdainful.

At this moment, a white shadow flew in and blocked their way.

"Big brother. Feng Yu was overjoyed, and his heart relaxed.

Feng Ze glanced at the two of them, and his eyes fell on Feng Yu: "Are you okay?"

"Hmm. ”

"Who are you, and why did you come to my house to arrest people?"

"Boy, get out of the way, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Feng Ze's face sank, and the hand under his sleeve was secretly clenched: "Then let's see, who is dead and has no place to be buried!"

With that, with a flick of the long sleeves, a dark purple streamer quickly hit the two of them. Seeing this, the two hurriedly avoided it. Feng Ze jumped at his feet, dodged and came to the two, and before the two could react, he seriously injured them to the ground. The whole process is so fast that it's almost impossible to see. Feng Yu just stood stunned, and a few words popped up in his head: It's amazing.

The two spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at Feng Ze again, and said with a dying breath: "It turns out that you are ......" The words behind it, the voice was too small, and Feng Yu didn't hear it clearly.

"How do you know?" Feng Ze stepped forward and stepped on one of them in the chest, "Say, who are you, why did you arrest him, and who sent you?"

The two snorted coldly, gritting their teeth and not letting go. Feng Yu glanced at it, and suddenly saw a black shadow rushing like a ghost, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Big brother, there are still people!"

Feng Ze's face changed slightly, and he pushed Feng Yu away violently, and turned around to hurriedly follow the palm of the person. Feng Yu froze down, only to see the person who came in black clothes and masked, with a fierce look in his eyes. Feng Ze was opposite to his palm, and the dark purple streamer intertwined with the other party's black qi, and the resulting air flow almost shook Feng Yu down. Suddenly the leaves are falling, and the sand is flying away.

Therefore, the person appeared suddenly, Feng Ze didn't have time to react, and in order to make a quick decision just now, he lost a certain amount of strength, so that he fell behind as soon as he made a move, held each other for a while, and was finally shaken open by his palm and fell heavily to the ground.