Rong can sink the fish and fall the geese, Yan can close the flowers and shy the moon, the shell teeth are crystal clear, and the skin can be elastic like water. The heavens are pale with this countenance, and the earth is darkened with this countenance.

Everyone in the Divine City sighed for it, and Weiyang did not whisper to others like everyone else. At this time, his majestic body floating in the air kept trembling slightly, and his hands trembled. The nose is sour, and the tiger's eyes are soaked.

Weiyang didn't know why, but he felt that the beautiful face seemed familiar, haunting his heart. Sad, gloomy, lonely, indifferent, sad, desolate, lost. All kinds of emotions are constantly flickering in my heart, trying to get rid of it, but my body is involuntarily trembling and crying.

"Who the hell is she?" he asked himself, only to realize that he had no clue. I've never met at all, but why do I have an indescribable longing in my heart? "You are still the same as you used to be...... Weiyang's body trembled slightly, and his eyes looked straight at the beautiful face in the city lord's mansion, although he couldn't really see it, but even if he could look at it, he felt comfortable.

"Weiyang!" Zhu Zuo, who was standing on Weiyang's shoulder, also felt Weiyang's situation at this time, and hurriedly called in a low voice. I'm afraid that he will fall into the demons in his heart and can't extricate himself.

But to no avail, Weiyang, who was in an emotion, couldn't hear the call of the outside world at all. All my thoughts were immersed in my mind, and I kept thinking back to the face I had just seen.

There is always a figure of a person who haunts his heart and refuses to leave. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see her face clearly. In Weiyang's heart, she is like the sky, she is like the earth. Without her, everything would be gone. In his heart, only this figure is the most important. What god king avenue, what immortal, what invincible in the world can't be compared.

"You're my only ......," Weiyang muttered to himself. "But they can't be together. ”

"Weiyang!" This time, Zhu Zuo used the power of spiritual consciousness, he was afraid that Weiyang would have demons in his heart because of this, and he would never wake up again. A lifetime can only be trapped in this vague phenomenon. had no choice but to use the power of his divine sense to forcibly wake him up.

Weiyang was originally trapped in the image in his heart and couldn't extricate himself, but fortunately, he was awakened by Zhu Zuo's voice. Otherwise, you will definitely get lost in the image and go insane from now on. "What does that person have to do with me, why is she so upset? Or is she already acquainted with me, but I don't remember her anymore after my memory disappears?" Everything is supposed to be all the memories of the past.

Looking at the place where Jiang Qingwu disappeared, Weiyang temporarily sobered up. "Who are you? Why is it so unforgettable for you? Maybe you should remember me, and we'll see you again. Weiyang thought to himself.

Zhu Zuo looked at him with a sad face on Weiyang's shoulder, and persuaded: "Okay, even if you have a very heavy feeling for her in your heart, we can't ask her directly now." After all, the Jiang family is still chasing us. ”

"I know that. Weiyang also knew that it was not appropriate to be impulsive at this time, so he flicked his finger on Zhu Zuo's head and smiled, "This matter still needs to be considered in the long run, let's observe the next move of the family in the dark, and then ask each other when we have the opportunity." ”

One man and one beast came to live in an inn very close to the city lord's mansion, which had a total of six floors. Living on the sixth floor, you can just see the movement of the City Lord's Mansion.

Weiyang and Zhuzuo took turns to monitor, and they went to rest every half a day. In addition to monitoring, Weiyang did not forget to practice during his rest time, after all, there were too many enemies. If the strength is low, there will be danger to life, this is not to be joked.

However, every time I meditate and practice. There is always a vague figure in my mind, and I can't see what this person really looks like. But it always gives people a sense of déjà vu, as if there is an inexplicable relationship.

What starts as a blurry figure turns into a fragmented picture at the end, but it's still not real. I can only see that it is a beautiful woman's figure, she gives people a very ethereal feeling, as if she is not a woman in the world. Do not mix with a trace of mortal dust, do not eat cereals.

Could it be that this is my previous memory? Who is this woman, who is the man who is with her, it can't be me?" Weiyang thought to himself.

Although the picture is not clear, it is still possible to guess the general situation. This is a picture of a pair of lovers getting along, a pair of golden boys and girls living freely in a picturesque fairyland. The middle of the forty-nine peaks is full of all kinds of bright flowers, among which jasmine is the most blooming, and it looks like a sea of flowers from a distance. Every picture is so warm, there are no earth-shattering scenes, no touching vows. Some are just ordinary pastoral life, and a pair of golden boys and girls chase each other among the mountains and rivers. Frolic.

When she was tired, the nimble girl snuggled up in the man's arms and said sweet words, and at night the two still sat under the big tree and looked at the beautiful starry sky and told beautiful fairy tales about the starry sky.

Everything is so warm and moving, as if it is really free from the world. However, in the end, the peaceful and beautiful life was shattered. One day, a powerful middle-aged man came to this place. After a fight with the young man, the young man was about to leave with him. But the wise maiden seemed to know what the young man was going to do, and would not let him go.

In the end, the golden boy and girl left together with the middle-aged man. But when he came back again, he lost a fresh life. The girl was covered in blood, I don't know if it was the enemy's or her own, maybe both, and her face was pale and looked as if she had been seriously injured.

The girl still held a young man covered in blood in her arms, but he had been dead for a long time. The girl's face was full of tears, and she kept calling for something. But I couldn't hear a single sound, only the tears on her face. Blood and tears fell to the ground, and the earth lost its former vitality.

The girl lost her former agility and intelligence, and only despair and confusion remained. The wounds on the young man's body were still bleeding, but his blood was not red. It's a weird and mysterious purple, purple that makes people's hearts tremble. From this, it follows that the dark red blood on his corpse was not his own but that of the enemy.

I don't know how many people I killed, and my whole body will be covered in blood, so my hair color will be stuck together with blood. There is not a trace of clean place in the whole body.

The girl held the dead young man and walked slowly towards the center of the ninety-nine peaks. There is a sea of flowers, but tens of thousands of blooming flowers seem to feel the death and sadness of their owners. Although it is still in full bloom, it has lost its former vigor. Tens of thousands of blooming flowers all bowed their heads in the direction of the girl, and there were tears flowing down the center of the flowers.

In their own unique way, they pay tribute to their deceased masters, silently mourning their masters. Although he couldn't speak, the tears kept flowing.

Every tear floated in the air, flickering with a faint light, and gathered towards the dead young man in the girl's arms.

When all the light converged on the man's corpse, his corpse slowly floated on its own. The girl was still crying, but she didn't reach out to stop it.

The flowers slowly began to shake, and from a distance, it seemed like a big wave in the sea, the waves rose and fell, and the tide ebbed and flowed.

The corpse of the young man floated in the floating light, absorbing the white light. The forty-nine peaks were like forty-nine true dragons with their heads raised to the sky and breaking through the sky, and the dragons of each peak all erupted from the dragon's head and spewed out a waterfall-like divine light towards the young man's corpse.

The girl seemed to understand something, and with a wave of her hand, a result instantly enveloped the whole world. All the heavenly machines and scenes are shielded and cannot be heard.

It's this picture again, who are those people, and what does it have to do with me? Could it be that these are all things in my memory, this is my past? But who are the women and the young man? Why are their faces so blurry that they can't really see it? What kind of great battle did they participate in, so that the man who was in harmony with the Tao could be killed in battle, and the girl was seriously injured? Weiyang has always had such a picture in his mind every time he practiced in the past few days. The scene was exactly the same, but no matter how hard he tried, the faces of the girl and the young man were blurry and unreal.

For a while, Weiyang even suspected that this picture was his own experience. But he was completely denied by himself, not to mention that he didn't have the divine power of that young man. No one in the entire continent has ever reached that level, let alone a suspected earth-shattering war. As far as he knew, there had never been a major battle with more than three sect masters in the past hundred years, let alone a battle with people above the sect master level. A big man of that level has not appeared for many years, and some people even suspect that there are no demigod-level big people between heaven and earth.

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't come up with a reason for it in the end, so I could only give up for the time being and pursue it in the future.