The moonlight shone coldly, and the whole world was silent. A cool breeze blew through the mountains, bringing with it a cold chill.
A white shadow stood at the peak of Yuxu Mountain, the mountain wind blew her clothes, making a tearing sound. She looked like a fairy, not a mortal.
After a long time, a soft sigh came out from the mouth of the white shadow, You You's loneliness echoed in the valley jungle.
"Wu Shuang? What a nice name. " The white shadow murmured, her mind involuntarily emerged a pair of sad starry eyes. Why did he call her Wu Shuang? Why did he look at her with such sad eyes? Did he recognize the wrong person?
If Longyi was here, he would see that the white shadow on the top of the mountain was Wu Shuang, who had lost her memory for some reason.
"My name is Bing Ning, not Wu Shuang." The white shadow whispered again, she gently took off her veil, revealing a peerless face, her face was calm and indifferent, but her mind was thinking about that strange man, he did not exist in her memory, but she could feel a strange telepathic connection between him and herself, which made her very uneasy.
Bing Ning suddenly raised her hand and pulled out a strange pendant from her neck. She did not know what it was made of, the back was as smooth as jade, and the front was engraved with a fiery red sun rising from the east. Since she woke up in the crystal coffin, this pendant had been worn on her neck.
After staring at this pendant for a long time, Bing Ning held it in her hand, she did not know what this pendant represented, but she knew that this pendant was very important to her.
"Maybe I should go back to Holy City, I don't know what it has become?" Bing Ning murmured, she did not expect that after sleeping for thousands of years, her hometown Holy City had now become a lost city in the eyes of people. In any case, she had to go back and pay her respects to her parents and the people of the city.
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Long Yi closed his eyes, and feeling the whistling sound of the wind in his ears, he also felt his body was falling weightlessly.
Suddenly. His body stagnated, he was lifted up like a chicken, it was the white-bearded Sword God who grabbed his clothes and stood on the top of the mountain in a flash.
The Sword God threw Longyi to the ground, a wine pot appeared in his hand, he drank a few mouthfuls, showing a satisfied look.
Longyi's body felt like it was falling apart, he was lying on the ground with his limbs spread out, the Qi in his dantian began to slowly repair his damaged meridians, but the wound in his heart was still faintly painful. He was actually not strong, in the face of close friends and relatives, he may be more vulnerable than ordinary people.
"Gangzi, do you want a sip." The Sword God threw the wine pot.
Longyi stretched out his hand and caught the wine pot. Niu drank a few mouthfuls and said, "Good wine, it's almost comparable to the elven royal family's Hundred Flowers Wine."
He sat down next to Longyi and said, "Hundred Flower wine" He sat down next to Longyi and asked, "Have you ever drunk the Hundred Flowers Wine?"
"Of course. My wife is the Elf Princess. I drink the Hundred Flower Wine like water." Longyi boasted. Chatting like this made him feel much better. If he knew that Wu Shuang's memory loss was caused by the Ice Palace, he would smash the Ice Palace sooner or later.
"Really? Do you still have it on you? "Sword God Geezer was salivating. He was obviously a guy who loved alcohol as much as his life.
"There seems to be one or two bottles left. What do you want?" Longyi raised his eyebrows and asked.
Once he heard that Longyi had the Hundred Flowers Wine on him, Sword God lifted Longyi up and shook him excitedly. "Then why aren't you taking it out? This old man has never tasted the Hundred Flowers Wine in his life."
Longyi was almost shaken out of breath by this old man. It was not easy for him to escape from his clutches. He snappily said, "What are you doing? Don't you know that I'm injured?"
Having heard what was said, Sword God old man grabbed the hand of Long Yi, then injected a trace of douqi into Long Yi's body. Suddenly exclaiming in surprise, he said: "Your physique is truly strange, you can actually absorb my douqi. Just a moment ago, your rather serious injury is already almost healed, strange, truly strange."
"Alright, don't touch me. I don't like that kind of stuff. If you want the Hundred Flowers Wine, I'll give it to you." Longyi shook off the old man's hand and said with a smile. He took out a bottle of Hundred Flowers Wine from his spatial ring and gave it to the old man.
Sword God Geezer glared at Longyi. But for the sake of the Hundred Flowers Wine, he didn't bicker with him. Once the bottle stopper was opened, an elegant and peculiar wine fragrance spread out from the bottle. Just smelling it would make one salivate.
Sword God Geezer carefully drank a mouthful. He closed his eyes and reveled in it for a long time. Then he shook his head and said, "To be able to drink the Hundred Flowers Wine, I, Murong Bo, will have no regrets even if I die."
"Murong Bo! You … are Murong Bo? " Hearing this old man called himself Murong Bo, Longyi couldn't help but exclaimed. Several years ago, Murong Bo was the number one Sword Saint of Blue Waves Continent. He was also the first person who possessed Douqi Domain. Long Yi didn't expect that he would advance a step further and become a Sword God.
"You brat, have you heard of my name? Come to think of it, I haven't appeared in the world for nearly 40 years. "Murong Bo curiously said. He had only drunk a mouthful of Hundred Flowers Wine and put it into his spatial ring.
"You, Murong Bo, I fear even three year old children know of your great name, you however are the pride of our Violent Dragon Empire ah, now that you have appeared, all the warrior occupations will go crazy." Long Yi smirked and said. Although he was also pleasantly surprised, but it was not to the extent of worship.
Murong Bo's expression suddenly became somewhat bleak. He sighed and said, "All fame and fortune are empty. What happens in the world has nothing to do with me."
"Even the Holy Priest Judy and Karen of the Church of Light have nothing to do with you?" Longyi teased. Last time, he had only heard the Church of Soaring Dragon City of the Church of Light say so.
Murong Bo was slightly startled, then said with a smile, "You brat, you know a lot of things. I and they are fated but not fated. All the gratitude and grudges have already vanished in a puff of smoke forty years ago."
"But it is said that the two of them are still thinking about you. Until now, they still haven't married." Longyi smirked and said.
Murong Bo shook his head, then waving his hand, he violently knocked on Longyi's head, then scolded with a smile: "Smelly brat, why are you making a fuss about this old man's matter? Quickly speak, do you know that little girl who has already reached Magic God realm?"
When Wu Shuang was mentioned, Longyi's mood became somewhat gloomy. He pulled out a blade of grass and bit it in his mouth. After lying down, looking at the silver moon in the sky, he said, "I know her, merely, she has forgotten about me now."
"Amnesia? This is a bit troublesome, this girl is not simple. "Murong Bo sighed and said.
"Between you and her, who is more powerful?" Longyi asked curiously.
"If we really go all out, she can kill me, and I can seriously injure her. Therefore, in terms of overall strength, she is a bit higher than me." Murong Bo said. He was telling the truth, he was a true expert who had seen through fame and fortune.
To be honest, Long Yi was still very happy for Wu Shuang. He did not expect that in just two short years, she had actually stepped into Magic God realm.
"This little girl's water magic has already reached Magic God realm, and her spatial magic cultivation is also not weak. I'm afraid she is invincible in this world." Murong Bo muttered to himself.
"No matter how invincible she is, she is still my, Longyi's woman." Longyi said confidently. Although the fact that Wu Shuang could not remember him was a huge blow to him, but was he, Longyi, a person who would easily admit defeat? Once she was his woman, she would be his woman forever, this point would not change no matter what.
Murong Bo mischievously smiled and said: "Looking at your appearance, you are also a romantic person, which family's boy are you?" The reason why Murong Bo asked this was because he felt a kind of noble aura from Longyi's body. This temperament was absolutely not something an ordinary person could possess.
"Dragon Empire's Ximen Clan." Longyi answered.
"Ximen Clan? You are that wimpy brat's boy? No wonder, you indeed have the shadow of Ximen Kuang. "Murong Bo sized up Longyi and said with a smile.
Eh … Longyi was speechless. In his eyes, Ximen Nu was still a wimpy brat, but the Ximen Kuang he mentioned seemed to be his grandfather, the father of Ximen Nu.
"You know my grandfather? Then do you know where he is now? "Longyi asked.
"Of course I know him. In those days, your grandfather also called me big brother, but I don't know where he is now." Murong Bo shook his head and said, and his eyes revealed a reminiscing look.
Having heard what was said, Longyi was somewhat disappointed, then he suddenly asked: "Old man, do you know the female Swords Saint who was good friends with my grandfather?"
"Female Swords Saint? At that time, there were indeed a few female Swords Masters entangled with your grandfather, but there shouldn't be any female Swords Saint. "Murong Bo said with a smile.
Longyi rolled his eyes. This old man was doing this on purpose, he didn't believe that this old man didn't understand his meaning.
Longyi described the appearance of that female Swords Saint and asked Murong Bo whether he had any impression of her or not.
Murong Bo shook his head, it had been so long, how could he remember so much ah.
"Oh, that's right, she also gave me a necklace with Whirling Ice Wall sealed on it." Longyi took out that necklace and showed it to Murong Bo.
"Whirling Ice Wall! Are you sure? "Murong Bo had a surprised look on his face, then he grabbed the necklace on Longyi's chest and carefully looked at it.
"Of course I am sure. At that time, when I used lightning magic to bombard her, I almost died under this divine defensive magic that could reflect my attack." Long Yi said with lingering fear. If not for his body having the ability to absorb lightning instinctively, he might have already died.
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