"Alright, the pastries have been delivered, we have something important to say, don't let anyone disturb us, let's go." Ye Qingwu pushed Ye Xi Yu out of the door, Ye Xi Yu still wanted to say something, "Alas, the teacher ......"

But the door has been closed.

Ye Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "After all, this matter is very important, and the fewer people who know, the better." If several heads of the Xianmen family knew about it, especially Luo Han's father, they would definitely order it to stop it directly, and they wouldn't be able to secretly search for this matter. “

Luo Niannuo said, "Senior brother, what are you going to do with the Ling family?"

"Oh, yes. "I also need the Ling family's record of Soul Controlling Xiao.

Although Ye Qingwei was not familiar with this Ling Hanji, but before sending Ling Chen away, she said that her senior brother respected her father Ling Quan very much, and if she asked Ling Hanji directly, she would definitely not agree, and it was Ling Quan who was exposed by Ye Qingwei, and I am afraid that Ling Quan's death had already been settled.

"I had to come by myself. Ye Qing said worriedly.

Luo Zeyan seemed to understand Ye Qing's ghost idea, and stopped him at the exit, "Ye Yun, don't come nonsense." “

"Is there a better way?" asked Ye Qingwei as she spread her hands.

Lozee was silent. Indeed, the Ling family has nothing to help, and the only one they know, Ling Chen, is now estimated to be wandering the world.

Luo Zeyan could only ask, "When will you leave?"

"Now. “

"Yegongzi, are you in such a hurry?" asked Luo Niannuo.

"Avoid long nights and dreams, Let's go now, Edgeworth will move forward, it should be dark when Luo Han and I arrive at Chongfu City, it just so happens that our soldiers are divided into two ways, I promise you and Brother Sikong to go back to Sikong's house, find Sikong's record about Soul Control Xiao, and wait until we meet in Sakura Deer City." “

"Okay, Yokozi. Ye Qingwei left a note for her aunt Ye Wenyue and left with the rest of the people.

Then the four soldiers divided into two routes, Luo Zeyan and Ye Qing Worry Sword, and went to the Ling family in Heavy Confusion City.

During the flight, Ye Qingxian looked at Luo Zeyan in front of him, and wanted to break the silence and say a few words to him, but Luo Zeyan was actually thinking about things silently.

Luo Zeyan never took the initiative to open his heart to others to reveal his thoughts, not pretending to be arrogant, this was just a way for him to protect himself.

The wounded heart will be wrapped in a steel shell, protecting itself and chilling at the same time.

Ye Qing's living environment can't understand Luo Zeyan's personality, but no one is born like this, Ye Qingwei thought, "Maybe Luo Han's own past is not willing to say." He could only not bother Luo Zeyan, the first time that the night was so quiet.

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The bottom of the cliff of the burial flower.

Leng Chenche played the flute, but the sound was not accurate many times, Leng Chenche's mood couldn't calm down, he had never been like this in the past three years.

"If the heart is not quiet, it is useless to blow it. Nan Thirteen walked into Leng Chenche's inner room with his hands behind his back.

Leng Chenche also seemed to be unable to stand this state, biting his lip, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

"Lao Nan, help me recover my memory. He said slowly.

"Archer, have you really decided, you can't seal it again after you recover!"

"It's decided, it's time to face your past. “

"Good. “

The two meditated on each other, Nan Thirteen lifted his internal qi, his fingers pointed directly at Leng Chenche's forehead, and the fingertips were instilled with strength, Leng Chenche's forehead gradually ached, as if he was unraveling something, like a wound that was about to scar.

"Ah~" Leng Chenche shouted in pain, he could have endured it very much, if it wasn't for the extreme pain, it would never be like this.

Nan Thirteen slowly helped him unravel the sealed memories and said, "Don't be afraid, face him, Archer." “

"No, don't~ don't !!"

As the sealed memory broke free little by little, it seemed that a lot of former pain was surging towards Leng Chenche, Leng Chenche's face was distorted with a painful expression, and his handsome face was covered with painful expressions.

The seals of all memories have been unlocked, Leng Chenche remembered all his past three years ago, Nan Thirteen slowly retracted his internal qi, he looked at Leng Chenche, who was a little dull, and said tentatively, "Archer, are you okay?"

"I ...... I am the son of the Yu clan?! My original name was Feng Moyi. Leng Chenche's face revealed

Nan Thirteen looked at this young man who had been with him day and night for three years with distress, he had already treated Leng Chenche as his own son.

Now that Leng Chenche has regained his memory, the pain he experienced three years ago is facing it again today.

Time goes back to three years ago, that day Nan 13 was drinking tea in the courtyard as usual, but there were bursts of amazing fighting noises that Nan 13 could not be cleaned at the bottom of the cliff.

So Nan 13 wanted to find out, he hid behind a tree in the Burial Flower Cliff, and saw a wounded young man with a lot of blood on his body, a blood-stained sword in his hand, and a flute in his waist.

The young man finally couldn't hold it anymore under his serious injury, held his sword, knelt on one leg, and spurted a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, but his stubborn eyes Nan Thirteen still remembered it clearly.

In a moment, a large number of soldiers had caught up and surrounded the young man, whose bloodshot eyes swept over them, and the expression on his face was mocking and bitter.

The leader is a middle-aged man, he is dressed in purple-black feather silver embroidery, his face is ruthless, with a blood-devouring look, looking at the young man in front of him with disdain under his thick eyebrows, his small eyes are full of contempt like looking at prey, he patted the ash on his shoulder, and said to the young man, "Feng Moyi, you should honestly go back to the Yu clan with this king and me, don't fight uselessly." “

"Bah, I'm not afraid of you. The young man's gaze shone with a light that bordered on despair, but with the strength to give in.

"Don't go back, okay, this king got to know you directly in this burial flower cliff. “

"This king?haha......!!!" Feng Moyi clutched his chest, laughing a little madly and sarcastically, he stood up with his sword in his hand, and pointed at the leader in front of him.

"Yan Shu, are you worthy, the king of the Yu clan is my father's !!" Feng Moyi roared, his neck was red, and his green tendons burst out.

The man named Yan Shu snorted coldly, "Your old immortal father has already gone to the Yellow Spring with your mother, I will send you a family reunion, shouldn't you thank me?"

Feng Mo Yi couldn't help the blood flowing in his mouth, he knew that in his current form, he couldn't hurt Yan Shu with his seriously injured condition.

He desperately pointed to the group of soldiers of the Yu clan who surrounded him, and said, "In vain, my father treats you like this on weekdays, what about you, how did you treat him, and follow Yan Shu, a thief, is not afraid of being struck by lightning?!!!

The soldiers of the Yu clan who were surrounded around seemed to hesitate, looking at each other, Yan Shu looked at it, and said sharply, "Don't be demagogic here, the strong will naturally take their place, go and die." “

Yan Shu turned into a black bird, spread his long wings, and made a terrifying sound in his mouth, he flew into the air, his thick and sharp claws grabbed Feng Moyi, took him into the air, and let go of his hand on the edge of the cliff of the Funeral Flower Cliff, and he threw Feng Moyi off the cliff.

And Nan Thirteen, who had been invisible, suddenly turned into a protective layer with internal force, catching Feng Moyi, who had already been unable to hold on, fainted, and the dense fog under the cliff of the Burial Flower Cliff became their protection, and Yan Shu couldn't see their situation.

Yan Shu fell back to his place and regained his human form, his gloomy voice laughing, "Now, the Yu Clan finally belongs to me, hahahahahaha......"

Then Yan Shu left with the rest of the people. Nan Thirteen took Feng Mo Yi to the bottom of the Burial Flower Cliff safely, Nan Thirteen helped him into the bamboo house, and after putting it flat on the bed, he put the pulse of Feng Mo Yi, Nan Thirteen sighed, at this time, the pulse of Feng Mo Yi was already very weak, not to mention that there were bloody injuries all over his body.

But Nan Thirteen still helped him clean his wound step by step, put on the medicine he had concocted, and instilled his own internal qi into Feng Moyi's body.

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One day your edges and corners will be smoothed out by the world, you will pull out the thorns from your body, you will learn to smile at people you hate, and you will become a quiet person. In fact, people are the same as trees, the more they yearn for the sunlight in the heights, the more their roots will reach out to the dark ground.

- This sentence is very good for the Hidden Wound Promise, and it is given to himself and to those who have been smoothed out by fate.