In front of the Baisha Gate of Wuyue Mountain

Xiao Qiao looked at Yang Zongheng in front of him and said, "I didn't expect you to be gone for more than three years, how about it?"

Yang Zongheng nodded.

Xiao Qiao pursed his lips and said, "Then let me see the power of the artifact." As soon as the words fell, a hand suddenly stretched out towards Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng hadn't made a move yet, but he heard one person shouting: "Hugh is rude." Then more than a dozen black jade nails had already flown towards Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao hurriedly took two steps back, and knocked the dozen black jade nails to the ground with a turn of his long sleeves.

A person dressed in black was already protecting Yang Zongheng, Xiao Qiao frowned and said, "Yang Zongheng, who is this person?"

Yang Zongheng was about to explain, but he heard Mo Xingyan say: "I am the master's guard, Mo Xingyan." ”

Xiao Qiao said "Yo he": "It seems that I have really grown my skills in the past three years, and I even have guards." ”

Yang Zongheng said helplessly: "It's a long story. ”

On the way back to Wuyue Mountain, Mo Xingyan has been worrying about how to call Yang Zongheng.

Master is definitely not good, Yang Zongheng refused from his heart, according to the habit of Tianzun Mountain to call the lord, almost choked Yang Zongheng who drank water to death, called the lord, it sounded like Yang Zongheng was going to rebel, after thinking about it, he finally chose the most understandable: master.

Yang Zongheng was already numb at this time, when he and Mo Xingyan were facing each other, he felt that this person was quite cold, and he should belong to the kind of person who didn't talk much, but he had a subversive cognition of him after a few days of contact, this person was not only talkative but also a little neurotic.

I thought about a title for nearly a month, and after a while, I asked Yang Zongheng if this was okay and how about that, when Yang Zongheng ignored him, he muttered to the air, and finally when he decided to be the master, Yang Zongheng just smiled slightly and said: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Since then, the title of master has been retained, and Yang Zongheng doesn't want to take advantage of Mo Xingyan, so he directly calls him Brother Mo.

Xiao Qiao turned his head and looked at Master Dingfan and said, "This monk won't be your bodyguard." ”

Yang Zongheng hurriedly said: "This Zen master is a senior monk in the Western Regions, his Dharma name is Dingfan, and this child's name is Xiaoqiuqiu. ”

"It's a little bhikkhu. The little monk said unhappily.

Xiao Qiao pinched the little monk's face with both hands and said, "You are so cute." ”

Yang Zongheng said: "Now you can take me to see Xiaoxiao." ”

Xiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, stood up and coughed dryly: "There is good news and bad news about Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, which one do you want to listen to first?"

This time it was Yang Zongheng's turn to be stunned, "What is good news, a bad news, is something wrong with Xiaoxiao?"

Xiao Qiao was a little impatient and said, "Isn't this to tell you, hurry up and choose." ”

"Good news. Yang Zongheng said.

Xiao Qiao smiled: "The good news is that Senior Sister Xiaoxiao is about to enter the supreme grade. ”

Yang Zongheng was surprised and delighted: "So fast." As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Xingyan and said, "Brother Mo, look at others, they are of the highest quality at a young age." ”

Mo Xingyan didn't care and said: "Everyone has different talents, different creations, and there is nothing to envy." ”

Dingfan "Amitabha" said: "Lord Mo Shi's words are very Buddha-like. ”

Yang Zongheng and Mo Xingyan ignored the Zen master, and the two knew that the Zen master said, "This is very Buddhaly." It doesn't mean that what you say really has Buddhist principles, it's just a mantra of Dingfan, and there is no difference between "lying groove" and "Nima" in Yang Zongheng's heart.

"What about the bad news?" Yang Zongheng sat down mentally prepared.

Xiao Qiao took a breath, scratched her head with her fingers and said a little embarrassedly: "She has amnesia." ”

"Amnesia, what does amnesia mean?" Yang Zongheng was still taken aback, although he was mentally prepared.

"Don't you understand the meaning of amnesia? It's just that she can't remember you. ”

Yang Zongheng hurriedly said: "I handed over people to you Wuyue Mountain, how did you take care of them?"

Xiao Qiao said confidently: "Yang Zongheng, you have to talk about your conscience, when Senior Sister Xiaoxiao came, she only had half a life left, and now she is not to mention the recovery of mana in our Wuyue Mountain, and she will immediately enter the supreme grade, you are still not satisfied, besides, when you come to our Wuyue Mountain, you will have to eliminate your memory." ”

Yang Zongheng grabbed Xiao Qiao's wrist, pulled her and walked to the inside of Baishamen, and said, "Take me to see Xiaoxiao immediately." ”

"You tapped, it hurt me. Little Joe struggled.

At this time, Bai Shuang suddenly appeared in front of the door and frowned: "Shouting and shouting, what kind of system is it?"

Xiao Qiao said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, he bullied me." ”

Bai Shuang looked at Yang Zongheng and Mo Xingyan and Dingfan Master and Apprentice beside Yang Zongheng and said, "Come with me." ”

Several people followed Baishuang to the medicine hall, and Yang Zongheng said anxiously: "What about Xiaoxiao?"

Bai Shuang said: "If you don't act rashly, I'll let you see her." ”

Yang Zongheng nodded, Bai Shuang glanced at Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao snorted at Yang Zongheng and walked to the backyard and shouted: "Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, Senior Sister Bai Shuang called you." ”

After a while, I saw Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly walking in with a bamboo basket.

Yang Zongheng suddenly stood up from the chair, but Liu Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to him at all, just walked straight to the medicine cabinet and put the medicine basket on it, and Yang Zongheng saw that Baishuang was frowning and glaring at him, so he had to sit down again.

Liu Xiaoxiao sorted out the herbs in the cradle and said, "Senior sister, I have all the medicinal materials you want, is there anything else?"

After saying that, she turned around, but saw Yang Zongheng and the others staring at her intently.

Liu Xiaoxiao said to Bai Shuang with some embarrassment: "I didn't know that there were guests. ”

Bai Shuang said: "It's okay, you can also take a rest." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Senior Sister Fei Yao, they are learning spells, she came to invite me just now, if there is nothing wrong with the medicine hall, I plan to go and see." ”

Bai Shuang nodded, and Liu Xiaoxiao took Xiao Qiao's hand and walked out of the medicine hall without looking back.

"Is she really amnesiac?" Yang Zongheng still can't believe it, this is too bloody.

Bai Shuang said disapprerovitically: "If there is a loss, there is a gain, if she has not forgotten, how could she touch the door of the supreme grade at such a young age? ”

In the end, Bai Shuang looked at Yang Zongheng with something to say.

"What do you mean?" Yang Zongheng didn't understand.

Bai Shuang directly picked out and said: "Your sweetheart is not only Xiaoxiao's sister." ”

Hearing this, Mo Xingyan interjected: "What's so strange about a man having three wives and four concubines? Besides, with the master's cultivation, even if he marries him hundreds of times, what do others dare to say?"

Bai Shuang glanced at Mo Xingyan and said: "Mo Xingyan, you left Tianzun Mountain without authorization and were willing to be a slave of others, aren't you afraid that Tianzun Mountain will know that your cultivation will be abolished?"

Mo Xingyan didn't care and said, "I'm not afraid." ”

Yang Zongheng said helplessly: "Brother Mo, you are not afraid, I am very flustered, if I really invite Tianzun Mountain, I estimate that a few of us will not be able to deal with it." ”

Mo Xingyan said: "Don't worry, master, I have a way to deal with those guys in Tianzun Mountain." ”

Yang Zongheng ignored Mo Xingyan anymore, turned to Bai Shuang and asked, "How do you know?"

Bai Shuang smiled: "Thanks to the letter from Sister Luthos, she has already mentioned that you are like glue with a silver-haired girl, and that girl seems to be a princess, right?" ”

Yang Zongheng nodded, and began to save his life because of the pothos, and the white frost saved his life in Zhiyue Mountain, Yang Zongheng was quite grateful to the pothos in his heart, but now he didn't expect that he would leak his bottom so quickly because of the pothos.

It's really joyful and worrying.

In view of the fact that what Bai Shuang said was true, Yang Zongheng said: "Then what are you going to do? I will not be allowed to meet Xiaoxiao in the future?"

Bai Shuang said: "What's the matter if we meet, she doesn't remember you anyway, besides, we in Wuyue Mountain will never allow a disciple in the mountain to marry a person who is in the twilight of the day." ”

After a pause, Bai Shuang probed and said: "Yang Zongheng, this situation is the best result for you, for Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, and even for Her Royal Highness the Princess, I know that you are a smart person, I believe you should know what to do?"

After speaking, Bai Shuang stood up as if relieved, looked at Yang Zongheng, who was still bowing his head and contemplating, and said, "Do you want to see the current strength of Senior Sister Xiaoxiao?"

Yang Zongheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashed, he didn't care what kind of strength Liu Xiaoxiao was now, he just wanted to take another look at Liu Xiaoxiao.

Not far in front of the cliff is the transcendent platform of Wuyue Mountain, which is made of a mountain peak flattened, and the clouds and mist roll around, like an island on the sea of clouds.

Liu Xiaoxiao stood in the center of the transcendent platform, dressed in white swaying with the mountain wind, like a fairy, and opposite him was a handsome son.

Wait, Yang Zongheng stood beside Bai Shuang and wondered, wasn't it the senior sister of Wuyue Mountain who was learning spells?

"Just in time," said White Frost, standing on the edge of the cliff.