Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"Then have you waited?"

Hua Zhaoying looked at her and nodded.

Mu Yan smiled.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

She said.

Hua Zhaoying walked out of the door, and was greeted by Ling Shaoqing who had been keeping watch at the door.

Ling Shaoqing quickly walked in front of him, and asked anxiously, "Xiaoyan, how is Xiaoyan?"

The boy only reached the height of his chest, but his gaze was very sharp.

"Wake up, go and have a look."

Hua Zhaoying said with a very strange expression.

The young man was anxious, so he immediately passed him and ran into the house.

Hua Zhaoying just stood where she was, letting the corners of her clothes be lifted up, and then gradually fell down again.

He looked up at the moonlight and suddenly felt very confused.

It seemed that he had really forgotten something very important, as if there was something pressing on his heart, making him suffocate whenever he thought about it.

"Tell me what to do..."

Hua Zhaoying closed her eyes, suddenly recalling what the woman said to him today.

She said that someone lost his soul because of him, and she said that it is the best that he can't remember anything.

It was as if this older woman had known him a long time ago, and it seemed that it had existed in this world for a long time, and it seemed that a very important person had been lost.

When Ling Shaoqing entered the room, she saw a little girl with red eyes.

His heart softened instantly, he slowed down and walked forward.

Wan Muyan raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled wryly.

"what happened?"

Ling Shaoqing asked.

"He doesn't remember anything. I lost all the souls I found. I don't remember where they are. I only have him. But he doesn't remember anything. I What should I do..."

Mu Muyan talked to herself, Ling Shaoqing couldn't understand what he said, but felt distressed.

Ling Shaoqing stepped forward and put his hand on her shoulder lightly.

Mu Yan finally cried out.

The second day was the final match against Huo Limen.

Standing on the field, Mu Muyan was completely no longer as pitiful as last night. She seemed to have grown a lot, washed away her impetuousness, and left only her heroic spirit.

The Hermit Immortal was very good at lightness kung fu, he was able to easily avoid the attacks of Huo Limen's disciples, and even knocked them to the ground in two or three hits.

The Hermit Immortal understands the rules of this world and knows how to use these tiny spiritual powers to defeat enemies that are much bigger than her.

Oakes used the power of the vine to become more flexible, and he restrained the opponent in two or three strokes.

Huolimen's disciples used fire to attack Mu Muyan, but Mu Muyan didn't even dodge at all.

She wears gold silk armor, which can resist all fire attacks.

Seeing her emerging from the flames intact, the disciples of Huolimen all stared wide-eyed.

They looked at each other, and even raised their hands to look at their palms.

Could it be that the flame failed?impossible!
Just when they were still doubting themselves, a whip of fire was thrown up immediately, hitting one of the disciples hard on the back.

The rest of the people dodged quickly, but they never expected to fall into the shadow of the knife in Mu Xuecheng.

One disciple was knocked down, and the other two retreated one after another.

Huo Fengtian looked at everything in front of him in a panic, and then turned his head away, but happened to meet Muyan face to face.

Muyan curled her lips into a smile, Huo Fengtian's pupils shrank sharply, and a tingling sensation came from his neck.