The Molten Mountain Hand received a blow from Xuan Xuezun, and the momentum of his body had already been dispersed a lot, and the fire in his eyes had dimmed.

Seeing this situation, Yuya suddenly realized and muttered, "No wonder the Bloodlord said that the Molten Mountain Hands had lost their memories, but after I checked it, I found nothing... It turned out that he was suffering from liver and wood stagnation caused by his exuberant heart! This person was already emotionally traumatized, and the cultivation of the lava technique of the Huasheng Hall slowed down the recovery of his emotional will, making it impossible to distinguish between illusion and reality, and hiding in a fantasy dream! Presumably, after such an incident, this molten mountain hand can finally return to normal!"

Mu Fengchun was already a little unclear because of what happened just now, and he was even more shocked when he heard Youya's words, but he didn't find any changes after touching his body up and down, could it really be as he said before, this wood spirit bead has been digested by himself and integrated with himself?

But this is not the time to think about these things, Mu Fengchun muttered in his heart for a while, and together with everyone, he focused his attention on the planted figure.

Sure enough, the molten mountain hand stood up with a bone, the fire in his eyes dissipated instantly, and the whole person suddenly knelt down in front of Xuan Xuezun with an excited face: "Master, you are awake!" Then he got up and said deeply to everyone: "Everyone, I have offended a lot before, it is really my unintentional move, please understand!"

"It's okay! It's okay!" Mu Fengchun waved his hand and said suspiciously: "Molten Mountaineer, you have been calling a person's name in a coma, do you recognize this person?"

"What's the name?" said the Molten Mountain Player, curiously.

"Ufan!" Mu Fengchun said, staring into the eyes of the molten mountain hand.

"Ufan... Ufan... Ahh

"Molten Mountaineer, hold your breath steady! Don't blame yourself yet... Take your time!Forcibly awakening your memories will only exacerbate your pain!" The Molten Mountain Hand was awakened by Mu Fengchun's emotions, and all kinds of memory fragments swept in like countless knife flowers, inserting them into the memory veins, making him have a splitting headache and almost faint again, but fortunately, with Mu Fengchun's slow guidance, the Molten Mountainer's expression finally relaxed.

Although this situation only lasted for a moment, the Molten Mountain Hands were drenched in sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

"Xiao Fan... Of course I know Xiao Fan... Xiao Fan treats me like a relative, but I put him to death twice! I have this kind of self-cultivation, not only did I fail to protect Xiaofan, but I buried him in my hands with my own hands, what face do I have to live in the world... Since the promise will never be fulfilled again, it is better to make a break here!" The molten mountain hand burst into tears, describing his sorrow, and his hands were red and he was about to fight left and right.

Seeing the Molten Mountain's move, Xuan Xuezun's face was shocked, knowing that he was going to kill himself, he hurriedly slapped his palm behind him, scattering the momentum of his body again, and then scolded angrily: "Something that has no interest! Who said that my son-in-law is dead?"

"Master... Xiao Fan, is he still alive?" Hearing Xuan Xuezun's words, the Molten Mountain Collector suddenly asked with tears in his eyes and trembling. It seems that this Xuan Xuezun has instilled the concept that Wu Fan is his son-in-law in front of the Molten Mountain Hand.

Although Yu Ya was ashamed, now was not the time to get angry, so she could only get used to Xuan Xuezun's hard pull for the old disrespect, so she simply pretended not to hear.

"So so..."Xuan Xuezun was afraid that this good man would have three more games and two shorts, so he briefly explained the intentions of several people.

Although things were not as similar to the Molten Mountain Hand, after his complexion changed a few times, he still hung his head and gave up self-harm, after all, according to Xuan Xuezun, if he wanted to resurrect Wufan, he needed five spirit beads to gather at the same time.

"In that case, how many spirit beads have you collected now?" asked the Molten Mountain Keeper nervously.

"Count your words... We've collected half of it now!" Mu Fengchun grinned and said with a haha. Seeing that the face of the Molten Mountain Hand sank, Mu Fengchun hurriedly continued: "Don't be impatient, Lao Er still knows the whereabouts of Jin Lingzhu..."

"In that case, what are you hesitating about? Master, the apprentice has taken his leave!" With that, the Molten Mountain Maker rushed out in a hurry.

"It's... Molten Mountaineer, that Xuan Xuezun, Lao Er can only say goodbye first..."Mu Fengchun didn't expect this Molten Mountaineer to be so anxious, and he didn't tell the whole thing if he knew it.

"Since there is a molten mountain hand by your side, the deity doesn't have to be sent far away, farewell!" Xuan Xuezun nodded, then looked at Ya'er, and whispered with affection: "Ya'er, I hope you bring my son-in-law back as soon as possible!"

You Ya saw that Xuan Xuezun looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, thinking that he was a little reluctant, and he also felt a little sad in his heart. But after hearing this, she suddenly became angry, but she didn't expect this Xuan Xuezun to still think about this matter, she directly reached out and twisted it on Xuan Xuezun's body, and secretly snorted: "In the future, you will live a good life with your son-in-law!" and then followed without looking back...

"This little girl... Why is it exactly the same as his mother's tricks..."Xuan Xuezun rubbed his body painfully, and then his face was happy: "But when I heard her say this, did she admit it after seeing it?" He patted the fat on his body, his eyes were a little colder, "It's time to lose weight! I can't let my son-in-law see the joke!"

...

With the Molten Mountaineer leading the way, the few people did not make a detour from the Snake Valley again, and walked along a hidden canyon, finally leaving the Avatar Hall.

However, at this time, the sky was dark, the branches and leaves above the head were shading, and the moonlight was thin, so it was difficult to see the route clearly.

"Leaving the Avatar Hall, the cool breeze blows like this, Lao Er is really a little uncomfortable..."Mu Fengchun wrapped his clothes, sneezed a few times, and then asked the Molten Mountaineer: "Molten Mountaineer, you said earlier that Wu Fan treats you as a relative, but it makes Lao Er a little curious, if you don't mind, can you tell Lao Er a thing or two?"

"Naturally, you can, but there are still all the seniors of Mu Lingzhu, so you can call my real name Wu Hao in the future. The molten mountain clenched his fists and said, "What does the senior of Mu Lingzhu want to know?"

"This... Lao Er's full name is Mu Fengchun... Why don't you just call me Mu Lao'er like them! I also call you Wu Hao Xiaoyou the same way as Wu Fan! Anyway, the night is still long, so you can tell me your story..."

"Okay, Mu Lao'er's senior... Under the surname Wu Minghao, he was originally from Woxi Village under Woxi Mountain. I grew up with Ufan as a child, and I only called myself an older brother because I was a few years older. Ufan was very bright when he was young, but because of his strange background, he was also isolated by the children in the village... At first, I was also very jealous of Ufan, but the teacher in the village often persuaded me to make more good connections, so I tried to make friends with him, and found that Ufan's innocence was innocent, which infected me and made me become a rebel with him..."

Everyone only thought that this molten mountain hand had some relationship with Wu Fan, but they didn't expect that the relationship was so deep, although the two were half-siblings, they spent countless days and nights together. Especially the bluestone by the lake, it has left the footprints of the growth of the two, and now although the bluestone is there, it is already a scorched earth.

The Jade Pot Sect is the longing of the two, and the longing has also become a reality, but the appearance of Lu Chun broke the bonds between the two in the future, so that the two of them embarked on different paths, so that they didn't know each other, and they didn't know each other... Between the front and back palms, the world has changed, and there is no peace.

"I didn't expect this kind of story between you... It's really embarrassing!" Mu Fengchun sighed for a while when he heard this, "But as far as Lao Er knows, isn't that Lu Chun's head from the Wutu Cave? I didn't expect him to be a member of the Jade Pot Sect! It's a little strange to think about it..."

"What is the strange thing about Mu Lao'er's seniors?"

"Although this Lu Chun is revengeful and has a vicious personality, he is extremely cautious and careful! Lao Er knows that you are not lying, but this Lu Chun is only going to attack you because of a dispute between his disciples, if he does not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, it is a little inconsistent with his style of acting! There may be something strange in this..."

"It's like this... I was indeed seriously injured by Na Lu Chun that day, but I was rescued by someone, so I survived. Wu Hao recalled.

"In that case, do you remember who the person who saved you was, or what words did you say, and how did you get to the Avatar Hall?" Mu Fengchun asked.

"I was so drowsy that day that I only remembered seeing a figure shrouded in black, and then I fainted. Later, according to Shizun, he saved me that day, but because I had a headache at the mention of my identity, he didn't dare to mention it. He was afraid that I would be discovered by Lu Chun, so he named me Molten Mountain Player and concealed my true identity. Wu Hao recalled with a frown.

"It seems that I'm thinking too much..."

"However, listening to your senior's question, I remembered something..."Wu Hao was suddenly stunned for a moment.

"Tell me about it?"

"It was the day before the incident, because I was going to pick fruit on the second day, so I prepared a little late, sweated a lot, tossed and turned, and didn't fall asleep for a while. I don't know how long it took, but I faintly heard the sound of rustling on the roof, but I didn't care about the activities of some small animals in the mountains... Not long after the sound died down, I suddenly heard someone whispering something..."

Speaking of this, Wu Hao frowned, as if he was thinking hard, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

"Don't think about what that person said, think about that person's voice before, have you ever heard that person's voice?" Mu Fengchun said slowly.

"I am very familiar with that person's voice, but it is a little unfamiliar after a long time, but the person who listened to the voice is not young, and it should not be the same disciple. I'm like... I remember what they said!"