"I didn't expect that you still won't be able to remember me after all!" the female cultivator reluctantly squeezed out a faint smile and introduced herself: "I'm Lin Lingling, Senior Brother Emperor, I'm glad to see you again." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Lin Lingling?"

A vague figure appeared in Emperor Tingfeng's mind, feeling that this name seemed to have been told to him by someone, but the memory was extremely vague, and he couldn't remember it at all.

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Emperor remembered me?" Lin Lingling saw that Emperor Tingfeng was silent for a while, mistakenly thinking that Emperor Tingfeng had already remembered!

"No, it's not!" the emperor shook his head and admitted, "The memory is too vague to see anything clearly, sorry! ”

"Hehe!" Lin Lingling smiled, tears fell with him, and he said to himself: "I'm really not suitable for you!"

"Ahh

"No, I didn't cry!" Lin Lingling wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled desperately, and said, "It's that I'm so happy to see you!"

Lin Lingling recovered, and after chatting with Emperor Tingfeng about the past that would happen, he proposed, "I'll take you to see the head of Wuji!"

"Hmm!" Emperor Tingfeng hummed softly, he didn't know what emotions Lin Lingling had for him, but it was a sin to let a woman cry when she saw her.

It's a pity that Emperor Tingfeng can't promise anything to the other party, he can't make promises that can't be fulfilled, and he doesn't want to live up to a woman who has special feelings for him.

Even if he guessed Lin Lingling's thoughts, Emperor Tingfeng still pretended to be stupid, just like a hazy dream, he didn't want to figure it out, and he didn't want to give Lin Lingling any expectations.

Because, at a certain time, the emperor will forget about the other party completely.

Emperor Tingfeng couldn't remember other people at all, as if his memory would be forcibly extracted by something after a while.

Being able to remember Duanmu Jin, even the emperor Tingfeng felt strange, he completely remembered Duanmu Jin by virtue of one side, and if he was someone else, the emperor would either be wrong or forget.

"Emperor Daoyou, it's really you!" Lian Wuji saw a blue hair suddenly appearing at the door, rushed up in surprise, and circled around Emperor Tingfeng twice.

"Hey, why did you come to the Holy Land?"

Lian Wuji was straightforward, and he didn't mean to wait for someone else's reply at all, and then asked, "Didn't you say that you went to the Tiandu Kingdom? ”

Hearing the wind, the Emperor glanced at the disciples of the Wuji Sect around Wuji, and said, "This matter is a long story!"

After Lian Wuji understood what Emperor Tingfeng meant, he took all his disciples away, and Emperor Tingfeng talked about what happened to him in the past few years.

Emperor Tingfeng also told Lian Wuji about the encounter with Gongyi Linglong in Jinfeng, and inquired about the affairs of the Spirit Domain Country in recent years.

In the end, Emperor Tingfeng asked about Duanmu Jin, and listened to Lian Wuji say that it was okay, and Emperor Tingfeng had nothing to say about Duanmu Jin.

Maybe it was because he was too worried that he couldn't let go, so Emperor Tingfeng stopped himself from inquiring about Duanmu Jin's situation, otherwise, just a sense of responsibility would make Emperor Tingfeng want to escape back to the Spirit Kingdom every minute.

The two of them secretly talked about the situation of the two sects of immortals and demons in the room, and Emperor Tingfeng told Lian Wuji everything he knew, which was regarded as his reward for taking care of Duanmu Jin for himself.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that Emperor Tingfeng disappeared from Lian Wuji's room, and then, after Emperor Tingfeng returned to the Demon Spirit Sect to say hello, he disappeared from the residential area of the Demon Spirit Sect.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect and others, although they knew that the emperor listened to the wind "came and went without a trace", but they did not take it to heart, the disciples of the Demon Sect thought that the emperor listened to the wind to inquire about the situation, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect thought that the emperor listened to the wind and came to tell the truth.

Anyway, as long as Emperor Tingfeng doesn't cause a big problem, the two sects of immortals and demons will not make a big deal about it, and it is up to Emperor Tingfeng's preference, and the Demon Yan King does not use his father's identity to restrain Emperor Tingfeng.

Feng Qianjing leaned against the door panel, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his eyes carefully looked at Emperor Tingfeng, who was throwing the futon on his bed.

"Emperor Daoyou, what kind of idea are you fighting! dangling between the Silver Fish Villa and the Yinyu Villa, the people of the two sects of immortals and demons have turned a blind eye to you!"

"How can you have any ideas!" Emperor Tingfeng yawned, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and threw aside the futon prepared by Feng Qianjing, "Don't make any noise with me!"

"You stinky boy!" Feng Qianjing clenched his fists and roared, "This is my room, my bed, you go back to me!"

"I'm not used to living in a room for demon cultivators!"

The emperor listened to the wind with his eyes closed, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, Feng Qianjing listened carefully, and did not see the emperor listen to the wind for a long time, so he couldn't help but step forward, but only heard a slight snoring.

Feng Qianjing Mu was stunned in place, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he said speechlessly: "This stinky boy, what do you think of this sect! ”

Feng Qianjing reluctantly put the quilt on the emperor's head, slammed the door and left his room, he didn't want to be in the same room with a man.

Although it is said that in the eyes of Emperor Tingfeng, there is no distinction between men and women, and whoever is harmless to him will remember whom, but Feng Qianjing is much more mature than Emperor Tingfeng, and he naturally understands more truths.

Emperor Tingfeng fell asleep, and even slept for four days, the Demon Cultivator of the Demon Spirit Sect didn't care where Emperor Tingfeng went, and there was no reason for the people of the Demon Sect to bring Emperor Tingfeng back.

On the premise of not waking up the emperor to listen to the wind, Feng Qianjing re-cleaned a room next to the emperor listening to the wind, and the knowing Bai Shaodi didn't say anything, but there was always an unaware smile on his face.

It has been five days since the two immortal and demon sects arrived at the holy land, and the monks of the demon clan and the beast clan have also rushed over a lot, and in remote places, I am afraid that they will have to wait for a day or two.

Because the Venerable who came down from the spirit world was born from the demon clan, the demon clan was also allowed to participate in the Four Realms Conference this time, and the beast clan could not rule it out, so they invited them together.

Immortals, demons, demons, and beasts, the four rulers, can be regarded as a big scene that is rare to see in a thousand years, no wonder many elders of the sect have tried their best to promote several disciples of the realm of the Spiritual Silence Stage at the same time in more than a hundred years.

After the emperor woke up from his sleep, he was so bored that he wandered around the holy place regardless of his identity as a guest, and completely regarded himself as a monk in the main field.

Some monks didn't dare to come forward to ask when they saw that Emperor Tingfeng looked strange, and before they knew it, Emperor Tingfeng came to the fighting arena of the Holy Land.