After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

The breeze blew over the white vines, and the snow-white petals were sparsely falling down. Xiao Yunquan stood alone, and his light blue clothes shone with golden light under the moonlight.

Everything around seemed to be quiet, Jing Mo stared at him blankly, and suddenly remembered that he had read a word in a book called Se Ruo Xiao Hua.

Xiao Yunquan stretched out his hand, slowly raised it in front of Jing Mo, and spread his palm.

On the palm, there are five golden melon seeds...

"This is?" Jing Mo looked at the five golden melon seeds and was really shocked.

Xiao Yunquan passed the golden melon seeds forward, and explained: "The incident happened suddenly, and I have nothing else on me that can be used as a thank you gift. If you don't mind these few melon seeds, please accept them, Mr. Jing."

"I don't dislike it, but I don't dislike it, it's just..." Jing Mo felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Xiao Yunquan handed the golden melon seeds forward again, with the intention that if you don't take it, I won't withdraw your hand.

Before he finished his shopping in the inner house, seeing that Jingtang had climbed up, Jing Mo grabbed the melon seeds, waved his hand at Xiao Yunquan, and ran away in a hurry.

Xiao Yunquan looked at his back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "The first thing."

After visiting the Jing family's inner house, Jing Mo left Jingtang and walked slowly to the other courtyard alone.He walked for a while, opened his hands to look at the golden melon seeds, and laughed.

This Xiao Yunquan looked at the pedantry of etiquette, but it was actually quite interesting. He said he wanted to thank him, but he actually sent him something that had nothing to do with gold, silver and jade.

But compared to golden melon seeds, I want silver tickets more.

Jing Mo recalled what he had gained from rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the past few days, and had to admit sadly that he was really poor.

As the eldest son of the Jing family, it is amazing that he can be so poor.I don't know how much these golden melon seeds can be exchanged for?Jing Mo's gaze stayed on the golden melon seeds for a moment, then moved down along the golden melon seeds, and finally landed on his right wrist.

There is a very thin red pattern on the wrist, the lines are complex and exquisite, as if the branches and leaves are connected.

Compared with poverty, the more important issue now is this. It seems that I have to find an opportunity tomorrow...

"Jing Qingchen, if you continue to mess around, the family will take care of you." Jing Xingzhi was invited over early in the morning, and he was already angry, but when he saw that it was Jing Mo who caused the trouble again, he was completely angry.

Jing Mo argued convincingly: "I'm not messing around, it's only natural to pay back the debt."

"Then tell me, who owes you the money." The disciples of the Jing family were inexplicably disturbed all morning, and they all refuted.

"It's not that I don't remember." Jing Mo had a smile on his face, and his voice was sincere, "If I remember, why bother you? But there is a special mark on the man's wrist, I can tell it at a glance."

"Ridiculous." Seeing that Jing Mo was about to catch someone rolling up his sleeves again, Jing Xingzhi's face became even more ugly.

This Jing Mo got drunk and made a fuss for half the night last night, but this morning he came here to make trouble again.Whenever they meet someone, they will grab their sleeves, insist on looking at their wrists, and threaten to collect debts.

Xiao Yunquan tidied up his clothes and gently opened the door.

A few days ago, both parents committed suicide by burning themselves. The situation was chaotic at that time, and he was rescued by Jing Mo inexplicably to the Jing family.Now the injury is almost healed, and he also bid farewell to Jing Tunan last night, he intends to take advantage of the early weather and set off for Linchuan Shuize.

Thinking of Jing Mo, Xiao Yunquan's eyes darkened, and before he could think about it, there was a sudden howl of ghosts and wolves in front of him.

"Uncle Xing, stop, don't hit, don't hit!"

Xiao Yunquan raised his eyes and saw Jing Mo wearing a thin layer of spring shirt, jumping up and down beside Jing Xingzhi.

At the same time, Jing Mo also saw Xiao Yunquan, his eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Xiao Ji, help."

Seeing that the meteor hammer was about to hit Jing Mo, Xiao Yunquan frowned slightly, and raised his hand to summon the natal spirit sword.

The Ningguang Sword appeared out of thin air, and was inserted between Jing Mo and Meteor Hammer.

But Xiao Yunquan didn't expect that [-]% of the spiritual power was attached to the meteor hammer.Ning Guang, who only had very little spiritual power, was naturally no match for the meteor hammer. He was hit hard by the meteor hammer and flew out instantly.

Fortunately, there was a condensed light blocking it, and the meteor hammer also changed its direction. In the end, it just wiped Jing Mo's skirt, splashing a cloud of dust on the ground.

Jing Mo watched Ning Guang come and fly away, he was stunned for a moment, sighed, and looked at Xiao Yunquan regretfully.

This person Bai Chang is so good-looking, yet his spiritual power is so poor, but Jing Mo thought about it, he has poor spiritual power but he has a good character anyway, so he smiled at Xiao Yunquan again.

Xiao Yunquan didn't understand the regret and admiration in Jing Mo's eyes, he waved his hand to recall Ning Guang, and raised his eyes to look at Jing Xingzhi.

The natal spiritual weapon is not an ordinary weapon, it is blessed with spiritual power in itself, not only will the body be injured, but the soul will also be damaged if it is hit.

It is very puzzling that he would use [-]% of his spiritual power to treat the disciples of the clan, especially the eldest son of the Jing family.

Jing Xingzhi put away the meteor hammer, and looked at Xiao Yunquan with an unfriendly expression.

Although in the name of in-laws, Mrs. Jing and the Xiao family have long since severed ties, and Mrs. Jing has also moved away from Julong Mountain for many years. To be honest, the Jing family and the Xiao family have no contact.

The Xiao family came from the same line, and he would never make a move if it had nothing to do with him.Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunquan did not say a word, and directly drew his sword in front of everyone, which made Jing Xingzhi very displeased.

Seeing that he didn't make any more moves, Xiao Yunquan twitched his mouth slightly, retracted his gaze and made a big salute: "It's forced by love, so I offended you, thank you elder for your mercy."

These words made Jing Xingzhi regain some face, he snorted coldly, and explained: "Young Master Xiao doesn't know something, this Jing Qingchen has a bad temper and a vicious mind, he is cruel and cruel at will, don't be fooled by his appearance."

"Huh? That's not right." Jing Mo was looking at Xiao Yunquan and saluting Shi Ran, and immediately refuted when he heard this, "Are you talking about it, why am I so cruel and reckless?"

"You have the face to tell me about the good deeds you have done?" Jing Xing was so angry that he swung his natal hammer and wanted to continue hitting.

Jing Mo knows very well that a good man doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages, and now that he doesn't even know how to summon his natal spiritual weapon, he naturally can't face it head-on.

He hurriedly dodged to hide behind Xiao Yunquan, grabbed Xiao Yunquan's clothes and said, "Uncle Xing, you should be careful, don't name Xiao Ji."

Seeing Jing Mo's movements, Jing Xingzhi became angry immediately, and seeing that Xiao Yunquan didn't have any intention of dodging, he couldn't help but blame in his words: "Young Master Xiao, are you trying to protect him?"

Xiao Yunquan didn't admit it, but he didn't hide either.

Jing Xingzhi held the meteor hammer and endured it again and again, his fingers trembling slightly.He could hit anyone whoever he wanted, but the person facing him was Xiao Yunquan.

Now that both Xiao Baoguang and his wife are dead, the Xiao family is sparsely populated. To be honest, Xiao Yunquan is already the current head of the Xiao family, equal in status to Jing Tunan.

What's more, although Xiao Yunquan is young, he has long been known as a genius. He can use a light-condensing sword superbly, and the sword has the ice attribute.

The two stalemate for a while, and finally, Jing Xingzhi slowly put down the meteor hammer.

"That's right, let's have a good talk, if Xiao Yunquan is injured, how bad would that be?" Seeing that the crisis was over, Jing Mo stuck out his head from behind Xiao Yunquan.

These words sounded like irony that he couldn't beat Xiao Yunquan.Jing Xingzhi was furious when he heard the words, and couldn't bear it anymore, he swung the meteor hammer and smashed it.

"Is this for real?" Jing Mo was taken aback, he quickly pulled Xiao Yunquan back and forced himself back, he swayed with his body, and changed positions with Xiao Yunquan before the meteor hammer fell down.

Xiao Yunquan had seen Jing Mo's strength before, and he only thought that he was planning to resist.Unexpectedly, Jing Mo just changed positions, and he suffered this abruptly.

Watching Jing Mo fall out like a kite with a broken string, Xiao Yunquan's pupils narrowed sharply, and he summoned a condensed light, facing directly at the meteor hammer.

The condensed light sword energy soared, and the cold air was overwhelming.

The disciples of the Jing family who were watching the battle all trembled subconsciously, who murmured in a low voice, and stared coldly in all directions.

The condensed light flashed coldly, and sparks floated out of the meteor hammer. Seeing that the battle was approaching, suddenly a spirit knife with flame patterns burst out of the air, and Jing Tunan's voice came from not far away.

Jing Xingzhi hesitated for a moment, and put down the meteor hammer first.

Seeing this, Xiao Yunquan also put away his gaze, and walked quickly to help Jing Mo up.

Jing Mo got up with his strength, waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, then thought of something, pinched Xiao Yunquan's right wrist, and quickly pulled his sleeve away.

Xiao Yunquan's wrists are very clean, without any decorations, and there are no twigs.

It really wasn't him.

Facing Xiao Yunquan's suspicious gaze, Jing Mo tidied up his sleeves with a sneer, and coughed twice uncomfortably.

On the other side, after Jing Xingzhi had finished explaining the cause and effect, Jing Tunan glared at Jing Mo sullenly, but before he could speak, a servant hurried over and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Sovereign, Elder Daixu, he..."

Hearing this, Jing Tunan and Jing Xingzhi's expressions were very delicate.

"What's wrong with him?" Seeing that the servant didn't continue, Jing Mo asked curiously.

"He..." The servant paused and turned around abruptly.

Everyone followed him and looked back, only to see a figure in the distance, although that person was far away, he came close in the blink of an eye.

Jing Mo didn't remember him, but judging from everyone's expressions, he could more or less guess that this should be another elder, Jing Daixu.

"Daixu, what are you?" Jing Tunan frowned.

Jing Daixu didn't speak, and didn't even look at Jing Tunan. He raised his sword and looked around, raised his hand and swung the sword, stabbing Xiao Yunquan's face.

Xiao Yunquan raised his sword to block it, and after the crisp impact sound, Jing Daixu fell straight down.

This change was so sudden that everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jing Tunan and Jing Xingzhi exchanged glances quietly, Jing Xingzhi lifted Jing Daixu up, Jing Tunan cleared his throat, and looked at Xiao Yunquan: "Yunquan, you were surprised."

"This elder?" Xiao Yunquan thought that the blow just now didn't use much spiritual power, so it shouldn't stun people.

"Hey, it's a long story, Yunquan, come with me to the conference hall." Jing Tunan sighed, and impatiently raised his finger to Jing Mo, "You, go to the Discipline Hall to receive your punishment."

"No, no." Jing Mo curled his lips, the meeting hall?Where exactly?While he was in a daze, he raised his hand and lightly pressed on his chest, and then gasped in pain.

Xiao Yunquan heard the gasp and turned to look at him.

Jing Mo quickly waved his hand: "I'm fine, I'm fine, let's go to the conference hall together."

Xiao Yunquan originally didn't intend to go to the conference hall, but when he heard Jing Mo speak, he nodded.

Just as he was about to step forward, Jing Mo staggered from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously reached out to help him, but Jing Mo didn't grasp his arm steadily, but inadvertently grabbed his sleeve.

Seeing Xiao Yunquan's sleeves rolled up, Jing Mo was about to apologize when suddenly his pupils shrank sharply and stared fixedly at Xiao Yunquan's left wrist.