Chapter Seventy-Five: Missing (Ask for Collection)

Qingfeng couldn't believe what had just happened, looking at the blood stains all over the ground, Qingfeng looked at the Canghai knife in his hand, this is the Canghai knife in the moonlight and the sea, it is really powerful.

Qingfeng put the Canghai knife on his back and walked towards Qiuxi. Qiu Xi's face has turned pale, and if she doesn't heal quickly, I'm afraid she will worry about her life. Qingfeng glanced at Jiahua's corpse on the side. Although Jiahua is dead, there is still a way to treat Qiuxi, so she can only be treated in Qiuxi's room first. Qingfeng couldn't bear to carry the autumn evening. walked towards Jiahua's room before, and not long after Qingfeng left with Qiuxi on his back, Jiahua's brows furrowed.

After Qingfeng put Qiu Xi on the bed, he went out to prepare to carry Jiahua's corpse back, after all, Jiahua's corpse must be brought back to Moyi Pavilion. And when Qingfeng walked into the courtyard, he found that Jiahua's body was missing, which made Qingfeng at a loss. Could it be that Xia Yuanming didn't die? Or did Jiahua just be seriously injured and didn't die, but just lost signs of life for a short time? Qingfeng's mind had various answers.

Qingfeng shook her head desperately, as if she could throw out those useless thoughts in her head. Qingfeng walked to the place where Jiahua was originally lying, and vaguely found that there were no footprints on the ground except for himself, so where did Jiahua's body go? Qingfeng anxiously searched everywhere in the courtyard, but found nothing.

Qingfeng was about to walk back to the room in frustration, but found Jiahua standing in front of the room, as if saying something.

"Jiahua, you're not dead, what's wrong with you?" Qingfeng hurriedly ran over, grabbed Jiahua's shoulder and asked.

"Jiahua, who are you, where is this, who am I?" Qingfeng looked at Jiahua in front of him and said these words inexplicably, isn't this person Jiahua?

"Do you know me?" Qingfeng asked.

"Who are you?" asked Jiahua as he looked at Qingfeng with blank eyes.

"Jiahua, you...... How did you become like this?" Qingfeng desperately shook Jiahua's shoulder, trying to shake him awake, but it was useless.

"Jiahua, let's go, I'll take you in," Qingfeng suddenly thought of something, and grabbed Jiahua's hand and walked into the room.

Qingfeng pushed open the door and pulled Jiahua to Qiuxi's bed, Qingfeng carefully observed Jiahua in front of him.

"Do you remember her?" Qingfeng asked, pointing to Qiu Xi on the bed.

"I don't remember. My head hurts, why am I here? What the hell is this?" Jiahua cried out in pain as he held his head with both hands.

"Jiahua, Jiahua, calm down, don't think about it. You calm down first, "Qingfeng already knows what happened to Jiahua. It's amnesia, and it's so bad that I can't even remember who I am.

Qingfeng pulled Jiahua to the side of the chair, wanting Jiahua to take a good rest and talking about something else, but what Qingfeng didn't expect was that Jiahua kept looking at Qiuxi on the bed, and tears flowed in his eyes, but it seemed that Jiahua himself didn't find himself crying.

Qingfeng looked at all this and came to a conclusion. Jiahua was hit hard, and the memories in his brain were lost for a short time, but there were some other things, although he couldn't remember them, but he had that sense of déjà vu.

"Jiahua, let me tell you. My name is Qingfeng, I am your good friend and brother, and the woman lying on the bed, her name is Qiuxi, and she is also your friend, but your relationship is better. Qingfeng could only slowly say something that would help Jiahua recover his memory.

"Qingfeng, Qiuxi, Jiahua, me....... Ah~ My head hurts. Jiahua was about to recall what Qingfeng said, and Jiahua immediately felt that his head seemed to be about to burst.

At this time, Jiahua suddenly roared, rushed out of the room, and ran out. Qingfeng saw that something was wrong with the situation, and immediately chased after him. But what Qingfeng didn't expect was that just when she ran out to find Jiahua, Jiahua disappeared.

"Jiahua, Jiahua. Qingfeng shouted Jiahua's name as she walked in the courtyard, hoping that he would hear it. But Qingfeng walked for a day, but still didn't find Jiahua there, so she had to return to Qiuxi's room by herself.

Qiu Xi gradually woke up from the coma and asked Qingfeng this and that.

"Qingfeng, what about Jiahua?" Qiu Xi was a little restless, after all, she had just experienced a big battle, and she knew that Jiahua was not actually dead. Immediately became irritable.

"Autumn evening, autumn evening. You calm down and listen to me, okay?" Qingfeng grabbed Qiu Xi's shoulder and controlled her to avoid starting to make noise again.

"Qiuxi, listen to me. Jiahua didn't die, but he didn't remember us anymore. I brought him here yesterday and told him about us, but every time Jiahua was about to think about it, his head would have a sharp pain. Qingfeng explained the origin of everything to Qiu Xi, and after listening to Qing Feng's words, Qiu Xi couldn't help crying anymore.

"Then what should we do? Jiahua's injuries on his body are definitely not good now, and now he has amnesia, we are not very familiar with this place, not to mention Jiahua who has amnesia, what should we do? Qingfeng. Qiu Xi looked at Qingfeng and cried.

"The most important thing for you right now is to heal your wounds. When you are healed, I will take you to Jiahua. You can recuperate with peace of mind, and I will go to Jiahua these days. Qingfeng stood up and said.

Qingfeng is also very worried, after all, Jiahua has amnesia now, if something happens, will he be able to protect himself.

"Qingfeng, promise me, you must find Jiahua, I don't want him to have any more accidents. Qiu Xi wiped the tears from her face and lay down. Qiu Xi knew that she couldn't help Qingfeng now, so she could only take care of her injuries, and when she was healed, she would go to look for Jiahua with Qingfeng.

"Qiuxi, don't worry. Jiahua, I'll definitely bring you back completely. You can recuperate with peace of mind, I'll go first. Qingfeng looked at Qiuxi helplessly, in fact, Qingfeng's heart had no direction. After all, he is not familiar with this place, let alone Jiahua, who has lost his memory.

Qiu Xi watched Qingfeng leave the room, sat up, and took out the secret book left for her by Yusheng Cigarette from the clothes on her chest. Yu Shengyan once said that if you want to practice this mental method, you must have no distracting thoughts, otherwise you will go crazy. But at this time, Qiu Xi couldn't care about this, regardless of the injuries on his body, he actually started to practice.

On the other side, Jiahua walked to Yu Shengyan's tomb in a daze, sat down, looked at the tombstone in front of him, Jiahua seemed to have some fragments flashed through his mind for a moment, but he still couldn't remember whose tomb was here.