Chapter Twenty-Eight: Forbidden Memory

The conversation with his father not only did not solve the doubts in Lin Xuan's heart, but instead added more doubts to Lin Xuan, his father was still like this, hiding a full stomach of secrets, but he just didn't want to talk to him.

Whether it was because of Emperor Yan, or if there were other reasons, Lin Xuan didn't know.

"Your Highness!"

Duanmo came back again, carrying a pool of new ink, bowed to Lin Xuan, and entered the study.

The study was open, but Lin Xuan didn't want to go in, so he looked at the study lightly for a long time, and turned to leave.

As soon as Lin Xuan left, two figures appeared in the deserted courtyard, glanced at Lin Xuan's back, sighed slightly, and walked into the study.

In the study, it was a mess, Lin Qilie's hair was messy, full of stains, but a pair of eyes were still bright, preoccupied with a painting, stroke by stroke, his heart seemed to be immersed in it, the painting was extremely detailed, and his hands were trembling, as if he was painting a treasure in front of him.

The painting is a woman, her face is beautiful, a little ethereal, hazy, as if she is not in the world, the two of them were slightly startled, and then looked at the painting, but everything on the painting was gone.

Gone!

Lin Qilie's face was decadent, the painting paper on the table was torn to shreds, with a gesture of his hand, another piece of painting paper fell in front of him, raised the pen, and wanted to paint again, a pool of ink suddenly overturned, pouring in, Lin Qilie was unconscious, the ink was sprinkled on his body, and the stains on his body sank into the painting paper again.

"Lin Qilie, wake up!"

A yin qi struck, the painting paper on the table was torn into dust, Lin Qilie was crazy, clenched his fist with one hand, and suddenly blasted out, turning the world upside down, the entire study set off a gust of wind, and the surrounding things were torn apart.

The fist fell in front of the yin ghost, stopped, and took it back, Lin Qilie was full of decadence, picked up the smashed painting paper on the ground, looked lonely, and tiptoed out of the study.

"Lin Qilie ......"

"Yin ghost, forget it, after so many years, let him vent, maybe one day he will understand. ”

"It's been ten years, who the hell is she?"

The ghost asked in a deep voice, he didn't know who Lin Xuan's mother was, and he was very resentful of this woman who made his eldest brother worry.

"Who is she?"

"Maybe I knew, but I forgot, but she shouldn't be of mortal people. ”

Mortal people!

Ridiculous, but that's it, since the day she disappeared, she has disappeared from everyone's memory, and the things she has touched have disappeared little by little, she can't draw, she can't remember, it seems to have been erased by some terrifying supernatural power.

Erasing everything, what kind of supernatural power against the sky is really appalling, Yuan Qingyi didn't dare to think about it, as if he would violate some kind of taboo and lead to death.

"Why?"

"Can't forget! How could I forget you!"

Lin Qilie roared, and his fist slammed into the ground, and the earthquake trembled, giving rise to countless dense cracks.

"Ahh

Madness! Endless madness!

His eyes were blood-red, Lin Qilie looked at Yuan Qingyi and the Yin Ghost, and the killing intent burst out, and the two of them were shocked, but in just a moment, the killing intent converged, and Lin Qilie regained his clear color.

"Yuan Qingyi, Yin ghost, I'm sorry. ”

Lin Qilie's voice was apologetic, but it was more sad, and the two sighed in their hearts.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and they have made this iron-clad man so miserable, love, this is like a sword of time, constantly tormenting Lin Qilie, for a lifetime, until the end of his life.

"Big brother, who is she?"

The Yin Ghost asked, ushered in silence, and the Yin Ghost suddenly shook and stared at Lin Qilie.

"Big brother, don't you ...... too?"

Unbelievable, Lin Qilie's feelings for that woman, he could feel that it was as deep as a pool of water 3,000 feet and incomparable, but he still forgot, what kind of horror is hidden in it?

"Forget, forget, it's been ten years, she's been torturing you for ten years, it's time for it to end!"

Yuan Qingyi said, seeing Lin Qilie, he sighed again, even if he forgot everything about her, but Lin Xuan was still there, Lin Xuan was the only thing she left, as long as he saw Lin Xuan, Lin Qilie would think of Lin Xuan's mother, remember that there is a love, he is willing to be a winged bird in heaven, and he is willing to be a branch in the earth, and he can't forget it in his life, just like fate, constantly tormenting him.

"Big brother, why do you want to see Lin Xuan, you know that Lin Xuan will remind you of her, why don't you let Lin Xuan leave Huaiyang County?"

Yuan Qingyi said that Lin Qilie did not return home for several years, in fact, it was because of Lin Xuan's existence, Lin Xuan was the source of Lin Qilie's pain, but he was also the only son of Lin Qilie and that woman, love can't love, can't think about it, no matter what, it's torture.

"Tsing Yi, you don't need to say it, I've also figured it out in the past few years, according to your words, all this is fate, in that case, why don't you face it, Lin Xuan, he is my son, this can't be changed!"

Lin Qilie said, his body was straight, and a faint power was backlogged on his body, and a generation of war gods was back.

"Big brother!"

"Needless to say, this matter is over, now that the Crown Prince Yan is leading the army, you just fought with him a few days ago, what do you think?"

Lin Qilie's voice changed, turning to military and political matters, Yuan Qingyi frowned, knowing that Lin Qilie didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't ask anymore, thinking of Li Fengyue, his expression became slightly solemn.

"This son is a genius in the world, I fought with him, although I defeated him, but it was only a slight advantage, if I worked hard, I am afraid that I would lose both, I am afraid that except for the eldest brother, no one can completely crush him. ”

"What!"

The Yin Ghost was startled and said, "Second brother, you can't crush it, but I heard that Prince Dayan is only twenty years old, how is this possible?"

The congenital is divided into three realms, the front, middle and back three realms, Yuan Qingyi is the pinnacle of the middle congenital stage, the peerless qin and sword, the realm of the master, so to speak, doesn't it mean that the prince of Dayan is also in the middle of the congenital stage.

"Nothing is impossible, now that the great world is coming, the genius is rising, in addition to Li Fengyue, there are also the Great Jin Holy Maiden Xiao Qiuye and the reincarnated Buddha of Da Liao, third brother, didn't you say that you fought with the reincarnated Buddha of Da Liao?"

"The reincarnated Buddha of Da Liao? Indeed, I once had a relationship with him, and with just one move, although I won, it is still not to be underestimated, and his Dharma makes me very uncomfortable. ”

The Yin Ghost said that it was also shocking to have a battle with the most mysterious Da Liao reincarnated Buddha in the legend.

"By the way, eldest brother, on the day of the battle with Li Fengyue, I met a person, this person is the master of the "dark night", and he is also a genius, compared to Li Fengyue and others, the leaders of all parties in Dafengguan gathered, and I invited him. ”

"Is it the person who destroyed the Ye family?"

"Yes. ”

Lin Qilie frowned slightly, then smiled, and said: "Lord of the Night, this beach of water is getting more and more muddy, Da Yan, it's getting more and more chaotic, under the general trend, Emperor Yan, see how you are alone?"