After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

"No way, no way." Jing Mo waved his hand in a good-tempered manner, and stuffed the eagle into Xiao Yunquan's palm: "Hold it for me first, wait for me obediently, I'll find something and be right back."

As long as he didn't hear the word "go", Xiao Yunquan didn't have much reaction.He looked at the eagle in his hand in a daze, and after looking at it for a while, he realized that the wings of the eagle were actually uneven in length.

Now Jing Mo looks at the scene of that day with the mentality of a bystander, and suddenly understands why Xiao Yunquan is unwilling to leave.

He grew up being ignored by his parents since he was a child, and suddenly one day his parents committed suicide, but before they committed suicide, they still dragged him, saying that life is suffering, why not just leave, ignore the world, and live long without desires and desires. ..

Just when Jing Mo was feeling emotional, the self in his memory appeared again, this time he was still holding a small knife in his hand, and he stabbed it into his chest without hesitation.

Afterwards, he dipped the apex blood from his chest and smeared it on the grass eagle for a while, the grass eagle actually moved, and then flew crookedly from Xiao Yunquan's palm, circled twice, and rushed out of the sea of ​​flames.

Taking advantage of the moment Xiao Yunquan stared blankly at Cao Ying, Jing Mo used his palm as a knife, and slashed at Xiao Yunquan's neck, and caught him firmly while Xiao Yunquan fainted.

Immediately, Jing Mo pressed his chest that was being pulled and hurt, carried Xiao Yunquan in his arms and rushed out of the flames.

After that, he turned around and looked at the empty hall in the firelight, and suddenly froze for a moment, then cast a spell on himself.

This is probably the reason for his amnesia, Jing Mo opened his eyes and did not regain his senses for a long time.

"Are you awake?" Ning Zhifei saw him open his eyes, and shook his finger at him.

"Why is it you again?" Jing Mo looked at him with some disgust, then suddenly looked around: "Where's Xiao Ji?"

Hearing this, Ning Zhifei's expression was a little strange, he was silent for a while before saying: "Going to cook."

"What?" Jing Mo was stunned.

"I went to cook for you." Ning Zhifei curled his lips: "I don't know who it is these few days. I'm half asleep and half awake. Every time the porridge is brought to his mouth, he keeps yelling that it's unpalatable."

"It's me?" Jing Mo asked in surprise.

Ning Zhifei gave him a disgusted look: "You got the answer right. I really don't know when you got this problem. Before, you were sick and injured and dying, but you could eat dry food without saying a word. It's good now. It's just that if your spiritual power is exhausted, you're lethargic and don't want to wake up, and you can still pick and choose if you kindly feed you porridge."

"You fed it?" Jing Mo shook his head subconsciously after speaking: "No, Xiao Ji must have fed it, right?"

"Whoever feeds it doesn't affect the taste of the porridge." Ning Zhifei rolled his eyes and suddenly understood.

If you are alone, you can resist no matter how serious the injury is.But if there is another person who can rely on, then the weakness in my heart will finally find a place to vent.

The porridge doesn't taste good, the mattress is too hard, the light is too bright, everything is just, I don't feel well, I can't bear the replacement of these words.

Ning Zhifei looked at Jing Mo and rolled his eyes helplessly again, he never thought that a xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death could be so weak.

"What's your expression?" Jing Mo was a little embarrassed.

He tried to justify himself: "Maybe he has become picky eaters recently, as you know, the Xiao family is richer."

"My head is so dizzy, Jiji. The light is too bright, Jiji. This porridge is unpalatable, Jiji, I want millet porridge, the kind you have cooked before, soft and glutinous millet Porridge." Ning Zhifei finished speaking in the tone of Jing Mo, a scholar, and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

Jing Mo was stunned for a while, and clicked his tongue.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Seeing his stupid look, Ning Zhifei finally expressed kindness: "Since you know Lian Lizhi's solution, do you understand it?"

Jing Mo blinked his eyes when he heard the words, and suddenly said: "Why are you not in a hurry to save Ning Yuan? There are a total of four formations in Julong Mountain, and only two of them have been broken now. The third and fourth formations, before I've never opened it, and I really don't know how to crack it."

"Waiting for someone." Ning Zhifei obviously didn't want to say much, and changed the topic back: "Before you said that you were not familiar with Xiao Yunquan, so you couldn't understand it. Now that you are so familiar, Lian Lizhi can always solve it, right?"

Hearing this, Jing Mo touched his right wrist silently, pondered for a long time before saying, "Excuse me."

Then he looked at the blue figure that appeared outside the tent, and added softly: "I need to solve it, but I have to do it secretly."

"Are you awake?" Xiao Yunquan came in with a porridge bowl, and saw Jing Mo sitting up, showing a faint smile.He put the porridge bowl away, stretched out his hand to Jing Mo's forehead, tried for a while before saying: "The fever is finally gone, let's eat something."

Jing Mo looked up at him, and slowly laughed: "Jiji, you are so virtuous."

Xiao Yunquan didn't react when he heard the words, but Ning Zhifei's eyes widened suddenly.

Then he tried his best to control his expression, got up and said goodbye with a calm face, and walked a long way away from the camp before he couldn't help laughing out loud.

There are quite a few people who say that Xiao Yunquan is exceptionally talented, that Xiao Yunquan is unparalleled in elegance, and even say that Xiao Yunquan is cold-blooded and cold-hearted, but who say that Xiao Yunquan is virtuous, there is no other person in the world...

"Jiji, now that I have recovered my memory, how about we?" Jing Mo looked at Xiao Yunquan, hesitant to speak.

"Why not?" Xiao Yunquan thought that he was finally willing to explain his words, his ears turned red slightly.

Jing Mo didn't pay attention to his expression, but secretly took out the jar of wine from behind: "Why don't we have a drink?"

Xiao Yunquan looked at Jing Mo's eagerness to try, and nodded slightly expectantly.

"Ji Ji, have you ever drank wine before?" Jing Mo asked casually as he put the wine jar on the table.

"No." Xiao Yunquan shook his head.

Jing Mo recalled it for a while, and sure enough, every time he peeked at Xiao Yunquan attending a banquet in Prince Ning's Palace, he had never seen him drink, so he asked curiously, "Why have you never drank?"

Xiao Yunquan looked at him, paused for a moment before saying: "No one is with you."

"Ah? It's okay, I'll accompany you from now on." Jing Mo poured a glass of wine for each of them, thought for a while, raised his glass and said, "May all lovers in the world get married eventually."

"Is this what you want to tell me?" Xiao Yunquan picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

"A bit concerned about the country and the people, isn't it?" Jing Mo smiled and refilled it for him: "Hey, by the way, I found out that you really dare to say it. You just come here casually. Before that, I'm afraid you don't even know me..."

After Jing Mo finished speaking, he drank a cup by himself.

Xiao Yunquan also took a drink, smiled and shook his head: "I have heard of it a little, but I have never seen a real person."

"You really don't remember." Jing Mo muttered to himself.

"What?" Xiao Yunquan asked.

"It's nothing, come again." Jing Mo poured the wine again.

After drinking for three rounds, Jing Mo looked at Xiao Yunquan's clear eyes and cried out inwardly.

He originally planned to get people drunk and untie Lian Lizhi secretly, but looking at the current situation, it's really hard to say who will be the first.

So taking advantage of Xiao Yunquan's unpreparedness, he secretly threw something into his jar of wine.After drinking two more altars like this, Xiao Yunquan's eyes finally blurred.

"Hey, Jiji, you're really amazing." Jing Mo helped him lie on the bed, and let out a long breath.I think he promised himself that he could drink well, but this time if he hadn't borrowed the Alcohol Avoidance Pill from Ning Zhifei, he might be the winner.

"Successful?" Ning Zhifei, who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time, saw the signal and quickly stepped in.

Jing Mo nodded, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Xiao Yunquan's eyes, Xiao Yunquan's eyes were blurred and he didn't respond at all.

"Let's start then?" Ning Zhifei said.

"Wait, wait." Jing Mo trotted out to get a basin of water, wiped Xiao Yunquan's face and fed him some hangover soup, then he pulled up his sleeve and looked at the red streaks on his wrist.

"Sure enough, it's different from yours." Ning Zhifei also stretched his neck to look over.

"Let's start." Jing Mo sat down, and began to draw the talisman according to the method in his memory. After a while, the dark purple talisman completely enveloped Xiao Yunquan.

"It's done?" Ning Zhifei looked at Xiao Yunquan, then at Jing Mo, and recently his eyes fell on the wrists of the two: "Why are you still there?"

"No, I can't solve it." Jing Mo looked at him in astonishment, thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that every Lian Lizhi's solution is different?"

Before Ning Zhifei could speak, there was a sudden exclamation from outside the tent, and then a green sword pierced straight at Jing Mo.

Jing Mo drank a lot of wine, he couldn't react in time at the moment, he was about to be hurt by the sword light, suddenly Ning Guang appeared out of thin air, and blocked the sword in front of him.

Jing Mo was shocked when he saw Ning Guang, but when he stared, he saw that Xiao Yunquan's eyes were closed and he was not awake. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked outside the tent.

"What do you want to do to him?" Cang'er stood holding the sword, his brows and eyes were full of anger.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Jing Mo waved his hands again and again, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Xiao Yunquan who was lying on the bed move a few times, turned sideways to the side of the bed, and was about to roll out of bed.

He hurriedly leaned over to hug her tightly, and moved back to the bed, who knew that Xiao Yunquan opened his eyes slightly in his arms, narrowed his eyes and said something uncomfortable.

Jing Mo's heart trembled when he heard this, and when he thought that it was his first time to drink alcohol but he had been drunk so much by himself, his heart ached so badly that he patted him and comforted him: "Okay, okay, good boy, sleep tomorrow Enough."

"I want to drink water." Xiao Yunquan stared at him blankly, then changed his words domineeringly: "No! No water! I want tea."

"Okay, okay, just lie down and don't move around, I'll pour you tea." Jing Mo helped him to lie down, walked to the table, and only belatedly realized that there was still Ning Zhifei in the tent. and Cang Er.

"What exactly do you want to do to Yunquan?" Cang Er whispered.

"Pour tea." Jing Mo shook the teapot in his hand and found it was empty, so he said to Xiao Yunquan who was on the bed: "Wait a minute, I'll make you a new one."

"I'm with you." Ning Zhifei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, and ran away without waiting for Jing Mo's reply.

When Jing Mo came back with the teapot, Cang Er was squatting beside the bed talking to Xiao Yunquan.

Jing Mo didn't know what to think, he dodged and hid by the door when Cang Er spoke.Later, he heard Cang Er ask: "Yunquan, Jing Qingchen has never admitted that he is in love with you from the beginning to the end, why are you still obsessed with it?"