Rong Yao hurriedly went up to support her grandfather, asked him to sit down to calm down, and poured him a glass of water.

"Rong Yao, our ancestor was the only follower of Zhan Zu, after Zhan Zu left with the Tian Yuan Great God, our ancestor swore to Zhan Zu that he would protect the Zhan Body clan for generations, but due to the special problem of the Zhan Body Clan's physique, it quickly declined, and even Zhan Zu's War Body Immortal Sutra was sold for a living, and they dismissed our clansmen as a last resort, hoping that we would not fall into the abyss of the journey with them. "It's hard to be empty, every time I think of the battle body, my heart will be like a knife.

"Grandpa, I know that when our clansmen heard that the Warbody Clan was about to wither away, the clansmen gave up everything we had and began to look for the Warbody's clansmen, hoping to keep the Warrior Ancestor's incense alive. Rong Yao didn't know how many times she had heard her grandfather talk about the relationship between them and the war clan, so she knew how excited her grandfather was now.

"Rong Yao, do you know? The young master has now entered the Yuan Void Realm, thinking that he has already recovered the Battle Body Immortal Sutra, and the Battle Body Clan not only needs the Battle Body Immortal Sutra to cultivate above the Yuan Spirit Realm, but also has the power of the Immortal Spirit. "It's hard to think about this, and I'm even more excited.

"Immortal Spirit? Didn't Grandpa say that only the Tian Yuan Great God could make the Battle Body Clan awaken the Immortal Spirit Spirit? It was because the Tian Yuan Great God left that the Battle Body Clan quickly declined. ”

"That's what the family ancient books say, but I don't know why the young master has the power of the immortal spirit, this special spirit that once made the battle body clan decline rapidly. "It's hard to figure out, is it because the ancient books are wrong. "But what I know for sure is that the prestige of the War Clan will return to cultivation!"

"Grandpa, is the Battle Body Clan really that powerful?" Rong Yao was afraid that Grandpa's expectations for that simple young master would be too high, and her disappointment would be even worse.

"Remember one sentence, under the Yuan Immortal battle body, no one dares to speak of immortals!"

On a beach in Dongli,

A green figure stood there, looking out at the deep sea of innocence.

"Should I go and take a look? Why does Senior Sister Rong Yao say that he doesn't remember me? Is it really not a junior brother?"

At this time, a purple figure appeared: "Sister Lingyue, if I don't accompany you to see what is going on, maybe he is afraid of revealing his identity, so he denies it." ”

Her previous worries finally came true, and after hearing the news that Rong Yao brought back, Han Feng actually said that she didn't remember Lingyue.

"Hmm" Lingyue decided, she had to figure it out anyway

It's another day of calm Dongli.

The cold wind is not far from the village, boring with sword tricks.

"Stars"

"Cave Sky"

"Quicksand"

"Shadow"

"Divine Palace"

"Covering the Sky"

"Zixiao"

"Eagle Emperor"

"Dragon Present"

The nine-style sword trick was played in turn, and then it was ingenious to start the combination, and someone once reminded themselves that "five styles in one", so can it be six styles in one? Seven styles in one, even, nine styles in one?

He tried not to exert so much spiritual power, for fear that the movement would be too big and disturb other people's cultivation. But after trying it, I found that the six-in-one couldn't be played at all, and Tianchong Lingluo didn't show any six-in-one scene in his mind this time as if he was sleeping.

The two good shadows stood in the distance, watching the cold wind play with swords there.

"Little junior brother" Lingyue's body trembled, tears slipped silently, and her hands pressed on her chest, as if she was afraid that her heart would jump out.

She was already sure that this cold wind was Lu Mu, although her appearance had changed a little in the past three years, Ling Yue still recognized it at a glance. Coupled with the nine-style sword technique, it is a real nine-abyss sword style.

It's been more than three years, and when I saw Lu Mu again, the two people who had died separately actually met again. Lingyue's mood can be imagined, if she hadn't learned that Lu Mu might still be alive a long time ago, Lingyue might have been knocked down by happiness by now.

Although Lingyue was well taken care of in Tayun, but no one could understand her loneliness, think about a family of thousands of people, once died, Lingyue who remained in the world, was burdened with everyone's blood feud, such a young girl, really couldn't carry this burden.

The cold wind suddenly felt an indescribable feeling, a sense of familiarity, a sense of grief, and a pounding heartbeat. He couldn't figure out what was going on.

Feeling a gaze on him, he turned to look.

The two eyes met, the cold wind's heart trembled, so familiar eyes, looking at those smart eyes, he had such a feeling, he had wandered all his life, and finally saw his relatives in the dead of death.

Looking at the owner of those eyes, tears flowed like rain, and the thin body was obviously trembling, and the tears of cold wind and heartache fell uncontrollably.

The two had been silently facing each other, without words or approaching each other, just shedding silent tears at the same time.

"Little Wu, what are you doing?" Ling Hui's voice came.

Han Feng was woken up by the sound, and quickly retracted his gaze, who was this girl, why was he so familiar, and he couldn't remember who she was.

"It's okay, I'm practicing my sword here. Seeing Ling Hui walking towards him, Han Feng replied that he was out of shape.

Ling Hui walked closer and found that there were tears on Han Feng's face, and immediately frowned: "What's wrong?"

"I knew that girl well, but I couldn't remember who she was. Han Feng glanced at Lingyue again

Ling Hui found that there were two girls not far away, so he flew forward and found that the girl in green was also in tears: "Both, may I ask if there is something wrong?"

The first time he saw Han Feng's tears, it seemed that this girl in green must have a close relationship with Han Feng, but Han Feng forgot the past and couldn't remember it. So he's going to help Hanfeng find out.

Ling Yue's expression was sluggish, her eyes staring at the cold wind, and she didn't notice Ling Hui's arrival at all.

Zinuo gave a polite salute: "We are here to find Han Feng, he is very similar to an old friend who Sister Lingyue has been lost for a long time. ”

"Old man?" Ling Hui glanced at Ling Yue, and he thought of his granddaughter Rong Yao, who had also mentioned the name Ling Yue not long ago.

"Two, Hanfeng was seriously injured once three years ago and lost all his previous memories. Ling Hui told them that he was afraid that Lingyue would suffer because the cold wind didn't know him.

"What, forgot the past?" Zinuo finally knew why, Hanfeng didn't remember himself.

Ling Yue also heard Ling Hui's words, and her body trembled even more.

In order to save himself, Lu Mu was injured so much that he even lost his memory.

Han Feng looked at Lingyue's painful expression, and he didn't dare to approach, he knew that he must have a very close relationship with this Lingyue. So I'm afraid that she will be even more sad if she knows that she doesn't remember her.

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