After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

Xiao Yunquan suddenly opened his eyes as the silver bell sounded in his ears.There are no old men and sharp swords, but Cang'er's worried face came into view.

"Where's him?" Xiao Yunquan said immediately, and unexpectedly found that his voice was hoarse.

"Just wake up." Cang Muzhu pulled Cang'er away, and looked at Xiao Yunquan with a smile: "The formation has been broken, thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Yunquan spoke again: "What about him?"

Standing aside, Ning Zhifei moved forward, pointed in one direction and said, "Maybe I ran to cry by myself."

Xiao Yunquan turned over and ran towards that direction.

"Why are you talking nonsense? Why is he crying?" Cang Er gave Ning Zhifei a puzzled look.Ning Zhifei looked at him and stepped aside.

Xiao Yunquan walked in that direction for a while, and found Jing Mo's figure on a tree. He was sitting on the lowest branch, basking in the sun with foxtail in his mouth.

"And then?" Xiao Yunquan raised his head and asked.

Jing Mo looked down at him and smiled.

"Then what happened?" Xiao Yunquan asked again.

"Not dead." Jing Mo blinked his eyes, got up and jumped off the tree.

"What happened?" Xiao Yunquan frowned.

Jing Mo sighed, and stepped forward to Xiao Yunquan: "Jiji, you, ask the question knowingly."

There was a little fluctuation in Xiao Yunquan's dark eyes.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, don't show such an expression." Jing Mo saw the emotion in his eyes clearly, and smiled helplessly: "That day, I tried my best to kill all 52 mouths of Qingu Mountain, He also lost his spiritual power, was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and later, Ning Zhifei, who was chased to Qingu Mountain after being investigated, rescued King Ning Palace."

"Ning Zhifei? Why did he save you?" Xiao Yunquan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he was glad that he was rescued, but at the same time he was secretly sad, why he didn't know him at that time, why he wasn't the one who arrived at Qingu Mountain at that time.

"He saw Qingushan blood flow into rivers, and the 52 members of Ji's family were wiped out. He also found me wearing flame-patterned clothes, so he rescued me back to ask what happened." Jing Mo tugged at the hem of his clothes, trying to comfort him. Said: "Oh, I'm just afraid that you will show such an expression, how about a smile?"

Xiao Yunquan was silent for a moment, then said: "51 mouths."

"What?" Jing Mo asked.

"One of the 51 entrances to Qingu Mountain was not killed by you." Xiao Yunquan said slowly.

"You really are..." Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "What does 51 have to do with 52, anyway, the fact that I slaughtered the mountain has not changed."

"They should have been drained of their wisdom that day, and they are no longer considered human." Xiao Yunquan stared at him: "So, don't take it to heart."

"Ning Zhifei also said the same thing. He suspected that the Ning family's forbidden technique was used by the Ji family, but because the person who performed the technique was not from the Ning family, he had to cooperate with some psychological attacks, which is the theory of divine manifestation." Jing Mo nodded, but his expression did not improve.

He was silent for a moment, then continued: "But I didn't know at the time."

Xiao Yunquan froze suddenly, then raised his hand and pulled Jing Mo into his arms.Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, then buried his head in his neck, and repeated sullenly: "I didn't know at the time."

Feeling the temperature on his neck, Xiao Yunquan said softly, "It's okay."

After hearing this, Jing Mo smiled helplessly: "Hey, Jiji, what you said doesn't sound like a gentleman at all. Shouldn't you be jealous and accuse me of disregarding human life?"

Xiao Yunquan put his arms around him, closed his eyes and asked softly: "May I ask who told you that I belong to a gentleman?"

Jing Mo was stunned again.

"If you don't slaughter Qin and Gushan, you will die in Huangquan. If you are not in such a situation, what right do you have to claim justice and judge right and wrong?" Xiao Yunquan hugged Jing Mo tightly, his voice was a little tense: "If it were me, There is no second choice."

After hearing this, Jing Mo raised his head and blinked his eyes: "Jiji, you lied to me casually again. If it were you, it would not be so tragic. After all, you didn't respond to April Spring. I was not poisoned at that time." If you can’t run, who will fight against them?”

Normally, this remark would definitely receive a cold stare, but in the current situation, Xiao Yunquan really didn't want to stare at others, so he could only sigh and change the subject: "Jing Mo, when did your father become the Patriarch? of?"

"When I was a teenager?" Jing Mo said inexplicably, "Why do you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"Teenage years old? Isn't it a few years since you became the Patriarch?" Xiao Yunquan said in a deep voice.

"That's right, although he took care of the affairs of the Jing family long before I was born, and he even went to the palace to attend banquets. But it was indeed after the grandfather passed away a few years ago that he really became the head of the family." Jing Mo finished speaking , suddenly thought of something, and frowned.

"You think so too?" Xiao Yunquan asked in a low voice.

Jing Mo nodded, then shook his head again: "Before he ascended to the position of Patriarch, he claimed to be the eldest son of the Jing family, but if it was two or three years ago, the time would not match again." The clan's sacred objects were exchanged to the eldest son of the Jing family, but now that Jing Mo has regained his memory, he naturally knows that it is not him. Besides himself, the only one who can call himself the eldest son of the Jing family is Jing Tunan before he ascended the throne!

"Of course we'll know when we conquer the last battle." Xiao Yunquan looked up at the top of the mountain. The shape of the dragon's head on the top of the mountain was the same as the day he went down to Jiangcang Mountain, but the surrounding mist had changed from pure white to pure white. dark red.

"If it's really him, then he..." Before he could say what he wanted to do, Jing Mo pushed Xiao Yunquan away, called out Mu Zi, and smashed it.

A section of green vines was smashed to pieces, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

"Did this vine exist in Julong Mountain before?" Xiao Yunquan asked as he saw the black smoke drifting away.

"I haven't seen it in my memory." Jing Mo said truthfully, but his eyes were glued to the weeds.

Xiao Yunquan followed his gaze and found a pile of foxtails that were unusually lush.

Jing Mo knelt down and selected a few big and long plants, pulled them out and stuffed them into Xiao Yunquan's hands: "Jiji, can you make me another eagle?"

Xiao Yunquan also thought of the eagle made of withered vines in the illusion, so he nodded with a smile.His fingers are long and slender, and he can weave things very quickly. In just two strokes, a majestic eagle is finished.

Jing Mo took the eagle carefully, looked at it for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and said, "Jiji, your weaving skills have really improved. Honestly, did you secretly practice it when you grew up?"

The words were endless, Xiao Yunquan looked at him inexplicably.

Jing Mo shook his head, put the eagle away carefully, then pulled Xiao Yunquan and said: "By the way, tell me the truth, what happened to your spiritual power?"

Xiao Yunquan knew that this topic could not be avoided, so he had to tell the truth: "There are good times and bad times."

Hearing this, Jing Mo's eyes widened immediately, and his voice raised a lot: "You know that your spiritual power is different, but you still want to fight alone? Xiao Yunquan, do you really want to die so much!"

"Isn't there still you?" Xiao Yunquan whispered.

Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking what if I didn't follow in?Immediately, thinking of the conversation between Cang'er and Xiao Yunquan before entering the battle, Jing Mo smiled helplessly again, this guy Xiao Ji, he was sure he would follow!

Cang'er said at the time, let me go together, the situation in the formation is unknown, let alone you want...you...

What's more, you have to reduce your spiritual power to enter the Five Elements Formation, and you are arguing again, and you didn't agree to go together...

Seeing him laugh, Xiao Yunquan also laughed for a while for no reason, and then took out a Qiankun bag from his bosom.

When Jing Mo saw the small bag, he immediately recognized it: "Glutinous rice chicken?"

Xiao Yunquan nodded, and handed him the Qiankun bag: "Do you still want to eat?"

"Eat." Jing Mo took out the last glutinous rice chicken from the Qiankun bag, peeled off the lotus leaf and took a bite, then asked, "Where did you get it?"

Xiao Yunquan's expression was slightly different, but he still replied softly: "I did it."

"What? You did it?" Jing Mo stared at him in disbelief, and said after a long time: "Isn't it, Jiji? Do you still have this hobby?"

Xiao Yunquan shook his head.

Looking at Jing Mo's puzzled look, and thinking about the expressions of the Cang family siblings when he asked Cang Muzhu how to make glutinous rice chicken that day, his face gradually turned black.

Jing Mo watched his expression gradually change, blinked his big eyes and said: "But I have to say, your cooking is really delicious!"

Xiao Yunquan laughed again.

"But where did you get the chicken?" Jing Mo asked curiously.

Recalling that day when he went to the mountains to catch pheasants, and then killed the chicken and washed the chicken himself, making a basin full of blood, Xiao Yunquan's face suddenly turned ugly.

Seeing his expression, Jing Mo thought of the puddle of blood that Ning Zhifei had seen before, and suddenly had an unreliable guess.He looked at Xiao Yunquan cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Did you catch the chicken?"

Xiao Yunquan nodded reluctantly.

"You killed yourself?" Jing Mo continued to ask.

Xiao Yunquan nodded again.

"Did you wash it yourself?" Jing Mo raised his heart and asked the point.Catching chickens and killing chickens is actually pretty good, but washing the chickens himself is a bit too scary for Xiao Yunquan, who has always liked cleanliness.

"Hurry up and eat." Xiao Yunquan gave him a sideways look.

Jing Mo blinked his eyes and asked the last question: "Is it specially made for me?"

Xiao Yunquan remained suspicious for a moment, then suddenly said solemnly: "Jing Mo, shall we make up?"

Jing Mo choked on the glutinous rice chicken, then nodded frantically while beating his chest.Xiao Yunquan couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to gently pat him on the back.

It wasn't until Jing Mo ate up all the glutinous rice chicken, and licked his lips twice, that he looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go back quickly, they must be waiting impatiently."

"It's not just waiting, I'm already looking for someone." Ning Zhifei waved from a distance: "If you finish expressing your feelings, can you come back soon? We are still in a hurry to discuss this last period."

"What's the reminder?" Jing Mo glared at him, pulled Xiao Yunquan's sleeve and asked with a smile: "Jiji, let's go?"

Seeing their situation, Ning Zhifei curled his lips, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You guys are really children at heart, fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."

"Can you control it?" Jing Mo glared at him again.

"When did you fight?" Xiao Yunquan retorted with a smile, but his eyes were not friendly at all.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." Two-on-one has no chance of winning, Ning Zhifei waved his hands as he could advance or retreat, and bowed to the two: "Then there are Mr. Lao Jing and Xiao Xiao." Sovereign, hurry up, this fourth formation may be a bit difficult to break."