In the plum garden, the sword light and sword shadow, but in the time of tea, Ah Fei began to gasp.

"Sister, why doesn't he seem like a monk in the Jindan stage?" Huang Ruoxue chuckled softly, covering her lips and drinking a glass of sake.

Han Wu said softly: "He has lost his memory, and some of the most basic methods of cultivating the truth have long been forgotten. ”

She glanced at Ah Fei worriedly, "But there is still a brute force-"

Huang Ruoxue looked at the snow plums in the garden, and the sky began to fall snowflakes again.

A white-clothed sword dancing in the snow, that beautiful figure, made Huang Ruoxue deeply intoxicated.

"Sister... You may never see me again. ”

When Han Wu heard this, he was even surprised, "Sister, what do you mean by saying this?"

Huang Ruoxue looked at Bai Yi with gentle eyes, "I have already decided, life is short, it should be fun, if you can't be with the person you love, it doesn't seem to mean much to live!"

Han Wu had a shocked look on his face, "Sister, are you going to-"

Huang Ruoxue stretched out her finger and shook it gently, stopping Han Wu's words.

"Sister. Say goodbye today, maybe you will never see each other in this life, you have to take care. Huang Ruoxue got up lightly and looked at the white clothes of Ah Fei in the plum garden.

"Thousand mountains—" Huang Ruoxue called softly, "we're leaving." ”

With a bang, Ah Fei and the man in white separated, and the man in white looked at Ah Fei with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"I can see that you seem to be understanding something...... Bai Yi said softly, "I haven't seen a character like you yet, and there will be a period later!"

After that, the white-clothed sword was put into the sheath and walked towards Huang Ruoxue.

Huang Ruoxue took a deep look at Han Wu, and then led the white clothes to disappear into the vast snow.

Han Wu looked at the figures of the two, gradually disappeared, and suddenly, burst into tears.

Ah Fei put his sword into the sheath and stepped forward.

"Master, it's getting dark, shouldn't we leave?"

Looking at Han Wu's tearful eyes, Ah Fei's heart, for some reason, suddenly ached.

Han Wu said softly, and then turned around and left.

Ah Fei held the Xuanyuan spear in his left hand, and the sword given to him by Han Wu in his right hand at his waist.

"Ninety-five-two-seven, this sword is called Qingwu Sword, which can protect you for a lifetime, remember, in the future, this sword will be like me by your side. ”

Han Wu turned his head, looked at Ah Fei's figure, and smiled, "I think you should be a warrior!"

Ah Fei's face looked as usual, and he hugged his fists and said, "Huh." ”

The two walked out of the plum garden and walked slowly on the cloister.

"Ah Fei, are your injuries better?"

"It's much better, but from time to time, my head hurts!" Ah Fei said.

"It's been three months—" Han Wu looked at the flying snowflakes and stretched out his palm, wanting to borrow some flying white elves, but Zuihou melted into his palm.

"No—" Suddenly, Han Wu shouted.

Ah Fei's expression was shocked, he looked at Han Wu and hurriedly said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Nine-five-two-seven, are you concerned about me?" Han Wu said softly.

"I want you to always remember me... I'm Han Wu!"

Ah Fei frowned, "Master, I naturally remember your ...... deeply."

Han Wu walked very slowly, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face, but he saw the house slave behind him, Ah Fei.

A slight smile appeared on her face.

At the turn of the porch, a teenager approached.

"Is my brother back?" asked Han Wu with a smile.

The person who came was Han Ying, the younger brother of Han Wu.

"Sister, I haven't seen her for many days, why is my sister getting thinner and thinner?" Han Ying was dressed in blood, and it seemed that she had just experienced a big battle.

He hurriedly walked over, looked at Han Wu and asked with concern.

"What can my sister do? But you, younger brother, go to the battlefield with your father, but you have to be careful!" Han Wu asked Han Ying with concern.

"By the way, what's going on?"

Han Ying sighed and said, "Hey, don't mention it...... It seems that the lonely mansion has been prepared for a long time, the second brother unfortunately died, and the eldest brother he-"

Han Wu silently shed tears, "Perhaps, my father was wrong from the beginning. ”

Han Mansion and Lonely Mansion have a long-standing feud, but it is not the fault of their generation, but the historical remnants left by Old Lady Han and Old Lady Lonely.

For hundreds of years, although there was a marriage between the Han Mansion and the Lonely Mansion, today a war broke out again after all.

Han Ying smiled faintly, "Don't mention this, sister...... When I come back today, I want to transfer the house slaves at home to participate in the war, so that it can be regarded as a terrifying combat force of my Han family!"

Hearing this, Han Wu frowned and said, "Is this what my father meant?"

Han Ying said: "This is what my father said personally. ”

At this moment, Han Ying suddenly looked at Ah Fei, a house slave behind Han Wu.

"Sister, who is this? Why haven't you seen it before?"

Han Ying glanced at Ah Fei, and suddenly his eyes couldn't help shrinking.

"It's actually the cultivation of the Jindan period, it's not simple!"

Han Wu smiled lightly: "This is my new house slave, but it's a pity that I lost my previous memory." ”

Han Ying's eyes showed a look of surprise, he circled around Ah Fei and then said in surprise: "Haha, my Han family can have such a talent, it's really good! ”

When Han Wu heard this, he immediately looked shocked, "What, you want to let him go to the battlefield?"

Han Ying looked a little delicate, but at this time, he said generously and awe-inspiringly: "Big husband, in the first life of his life, he must establish supreme meritorious deeds, how can he be secretly born in a domain and live humbly?

Han Wuli shouted: "Brother can't, ninety-five-two-seven, he is seriously injured, and most importantly, he has lost his memory." As for Xiuzhen, he had completely forgotten—"

Han Ying smiled, "Sister, you seem to care about him very much?"

Han Ying glanced at Ah Fei again, then stroked his palm and chuckled: "Haha, I know, sister, you won't like this house slave, right?"

Han Wu snorted coldly: "What kind of house slave? This is just a joke between me and him!"

Han Ying nodded, "That's right, with such cultivation, it is enough to be a guest elder in my Han family." ”

Then Han Ying said: "However, I can't control it so much, and now his identity is a house slave of my Han family." ”

"Sister, do you want the person you like to be a humble house slave of my Han family all the time?"

With that, Han Ying sneered and left.

"Sister, tomorrow I will leave with the house slaves, think about it. ”

Immediately, Han Ying walked away.

Han Wu fell silent, and the snow fell like goose feathers, bringing a slight chill.

Han Wu stood silently in place, looking at the gray sky, a little melancholy.

After a long time, Han Wu returned to her room.

"Ji Fei, come with me—" Han Wu said softly.

When Ah Fei heard this, his expression moved, "Are you calling me?"

"Come in. ”

Ji Fei was silent, and then entered Han Wu's room.

"It turns out that my name is Ji Fei. ”

Ah Fei muttered softly.

A lamp was like a bean, and the candle flame was high, making a crackling sound.

A low mahogany table, where Han Wu and Ji Fei sat opposite each other.

"Do you know, your name is Ji Fei, before you lost your memory, you were a hero!" Han Wu's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said to Ji Fei.

"Heroes of the world?" Ah Fei said.

"Yes, everyone in the sea is afraid of you...... Among your peers, they all see you as an opponent, but you have never been defeated!"

Ah Fei shook his head, unable to understand everything Han Wu said.

"Master, what you said, I don't understand-"

Han Wu smiled lightly.

"That's because your memory is gone!"

Then, Han Wu's expression was solemn, and he looked at Ji Fei and said solemnly: "Tomorrow, are you willing to go to the battlefield with my brother?"

Ji Fei shook his head.

"What, you don't want to?" said Han Wu with a frown.

"I don't know. Ah Fei said.

...

"What if I let you go?"

"I'll go. ”

"What if I don't let you go?"

"I'm not going. ”

...

When Han Wu heard this, he burst into tears instantly.

She smiled bitterly and said, "Are you so pampered to your Chen'er?"

When Ah Fei heard this, he felt a little inexplicable, "Master, I don't understand what you said." ”

Hearing this, Han Wu shook his head, and then said:

"Ah Fei, do you know... These three months are very short, but I feel very happy. ”

Ah Fei didn't quite understand, every day he would go hunting with the eldest lady, and then he stewed the prey and brought it to her.

Occasionally, the eldest lady would leave him behind, and then eat the fresh meat that the eldest lady couldn't eat together.

Is this a joy?

"Ah Fei, I want you to go!" Han Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and the mist was already hazy.

"My hero is not a house slave!"

"My master, what are you talking about?" Ah Fei was a little confused, although he had amnesia, he was still smart.

"Nine-five-two-seven, if your memory is restored, will you forget me?"

Ah Fei frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I will always remember the ninety-five-two-seven......"

"And my host. ”

In an instant, Han Wu's tears couldn't help but flow, her voice was already a little strange, and then she suddenly said loudly: "Nine-five-two-seven, you get out!"

"Whoa!"

Ah Fei got up and walked out.

"Come back!"

Han Wu got up and ran behind Ji Fei and hugged him from the waist.

"Master!" Ah Fei said in horror.

“weishenme...... When we see you, we seem to know each other?"

Thousands of lifetimes of reincarnation, only for a short life.