After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

"Awake? Is there any discomfort?" Xiao Yunquan just opened the door when he found that Jing Mo had opened his eyes and was trying to get up.He didn't even bother to close the door back, he came to the bed in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

Jing Mo sat up with his strength, rubbing his head pitifully: "Jiji, it hurts so much."

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yunquan suddenly felt a little regretful. If he knew that breaking through his memory would be so uncomfortable, he shouldn't have brought up the burning of the Changkong Hall.

"It's actually okay, it doesn't hurt that much." Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Mo quickly changed his words.

After changing his words, seeing that his expression was still not very good-looking, Jing Mo even took his hand and put it on his forehead, and said shamelessly: "Rub it for me, it won't hurt anymore."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunquan rubbed him for a while, and then said: "Eat something? You slept for a long time."

"Wait, let's talk about the business first." Jing Mo had a severe headache and had no appetite, he raised his buttocks and moved into the bed, leaving a place for Xiao Yunquan.

Xiao Yunquan lifted up his outer robe consciously, and sat side by side with Jing Mo.

Jing Mo watched him sit up, glanced at the bed curtain from the corner of his eye, and then suddenly realized that the room he was in was not the guest room he had lived in before.

He blinked his eyes and said with a smile, "Hey, is it really your bedroom this time?"

Then, he suddenly thought of something, subconsciously distanced himself from Xiao Yunquan, and whispered: "Ji Ji, the situation of your Xiao family, otherwise, we'd better..."

"Forget it?" Xiao Yunquan suddenly changed his face.

"No, no." Jing Mo subconsciously waved his hands when he saw him getting angry.

Then Jing Mo comforted and patted Xiao Yunquan: "I mean, let's stay away first, we can't forget it."

"There is always another way." Xiao Yunquan also understood his worry, but he smiled when he thought of what was written on the scroll.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Jing Mo smiled helplessly, sighed, and turned the topic back to business: "My memory has recovered, but I still don't know what that person looks like."

Xiao Yunquan quietly waited for him to continue.

"I only saw someone in the corner in the red dress of the Ning family. He was hiding in the shadows and his face was covered by a mask." Jing Mo carefully recalled what he saw at that time, and no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't tell who that person was. who.

If he didn't show his face, there's no need to seal the memory again after Jing Mo sealed it.Thinking of this, Xiao Yunquan asked tentatively, "Is that person someone you know well?"

"You mean Ning Yuan and Ning Zhifei?" Jing Mo thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Are you sure?" Xiao Yunquan asked.

"At least it was definitely not Ning Zhifei. I released the grass eagle to contact him. If someone else was there, the eagle would definitely not have flown to King Ning's palace." Jing Mo's tone was very certain. After speaking, he smiled at Xiao Yunquan Nod.

"What about Ning Fantan?" Xiao Yunquan also felt that what he said was reasonable, and he himself saw the grass eagle flying out of the sea of ​​flames, which at least showed that Ning Zhifei was not in the Long Kong Hall at that time.

"Ning Yuan probably isn't either." Jing Mo thought for a moment and came to a conclusion.

Later, he was afraid that Xiao Yunquan would not believe him, so he explained: "Ning Zhifei and Ning Yuan always go together, if Ning Yuan does not leave the palace, Ning Zhifei will know."

"But that red light should be some kind of teleportation formation." Before Xiao Yunquan was stunned by Jing Mo, he had glimpsed a suspicious red light from the corner of his eye. Now that he thinks about it, it should be the same as the red light when the masked man on Qingu Mountain disappeared. They are all teleportation spells.

After Jing Mo listened, he smiled and shook his head: "It shouldn't be him. If he could use the teleportation spell, he wouldn't be trapped in Julong Mountain waiting for us to rescue him."

Seeing what he said with such certainty, Xiao Yunquan glared at him suddenly, and said with a half-smile: "You really trust them."

"Huh?" Jing Mo felt that the atmosphere was suddenly a little weird, he looked at Xiao Yunquan inexplicably, and blinked his eyes.

Xiao Yunquan didn't look at him, but stared at the carving at the end of the bed, and said slowly: "You must have told Ning Zhifei about the foreseeable thing, right?"

Jing Mo instantly understood that he was settling accounts after the fall, but he was indeed hiding many things from him, so he couldn't refute them, he could only keep apologizing.

"The matter of Lian Lizhi, the foreseen matter, what else is there?" Xiao Yunquan asked.

"It's gone, it's really gone." Jing Mo smiled and waved his hands.

"It's better to be gone." Xiao Yunquan then looked up at him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "With me, there is no repetition."

Jing Mo solemnly stretched out three fingers: "It's really gone, if you don't believe me, you can swear."

Xiao Yunquan pressed his hand and looked at him sideways: "I'll just believe you, I swear I don't need it."

"It's really gone." Jing Mo put down his hand obediently.

"How to solve Lian Lizhi?" Xiao Yunquan suddenly showed his wrist, fully revealing the fine red line in front of Jing Mo.

Jing Mo subconsciously reached out to touch the red line, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Why don't you explain it, I think it looks pretty good."

"Solution." Xiao Yunquan was not convinced by him, but just kept staring at Lian Lizhi with a gloomy expression.

Seeing his expression, Jing Mo felt uneasy.

He once overheard the conversation between Xiao Yunquan and Cang'er, Xiao Yunquan said that if someone is willing to go to the sea of ​​fire for him, he can prevent all disasters of life and death for that person.

At that time, his tone was determined, and he expressed joy and gratitude.But now that he knew about Lian Lizhi, would he feel that everything was because of Lian Lizhi?

Thinking of this, Jing Mo slowly lowered his head.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiao Yunquan stretched his wrist forward again: "Untie it."

"If, there was no Lian Lizhi at that time..." Jing Mo stared at the quilt with lowered eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Xiao Yunquan didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked: "What?"

Realizing that he actually said what he wanted in his heart, Jing Mo quickly shook his head: "It's nothing, nothing."

"Then untie it quickly." Xiao Yunquan was still clinging to Lian Lizhi.

Jing Mo nodded, and drew the spell again according to Xiao Qianhua's drawing before he died. The dark purple spell changed in the air, stretching out its tentacles to wrap around the wrists of the two.

Xiao Yunquan only felt a slight tingling pain in his wrist, and after the dark purple light passed, the red lines on his wrist disappeared completely.

He straightened his sleeves, leaned over and grabbed Jing Mo's right wrist, and the Lian Lizhi on it had disappeared as expected, so he smiled and said: "Okay, Lian Lizhi has been untied, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"What?" Jing Mo looked at him in surprise.

"Couldn't it be that you are always brooding?" Xiao Yunquan squinted at him.

"I..." Jing Mo opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head again.

"I never cared whether it was because of Lian Lizhi or something else." Xiao Yunquan stared deeply at Jing Mo with a smile, as if he wanted to engrave this life into his eyes.

Xiao Yunquan didn't speak again until Jing Mo also raised his head to look at him. This time, there was more inexplicable emotion in his voice: "As long as you come, it will be fine."

Don't ask the reason, just look at the result, this is indeed in line with the Xiao family's style of work.But it is also the style of the Xiao family that is the most intense worry in Jing Mo's heart.

Jing Mo stared at Xiao Yunquan's eyes and pondered for a moment, as if he was about to drown in that tenderness.But he still forced himself back to his senses, hesitantly asked in a low voice: "If it wasn't me back then, and someone else came to save you, wouldn't you, too..."

Xiao Yunquan looked at him inexplicably.

"Aren't you going to fall in love with him too?" Jing Mo finally became cruel and yelled out the words.

Once the first sentence was uttered, the rest would be much easier, Jing Mo simply gritted his teeth and said what was on his mind once and for all.

"If it were another person, as long as you went to Linchuan to go to the sea of ​​fire for you, you would treat him like you do to me now, wouldn't you?"

So what's the difference between me and you?

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yunquan's face gradually turned cold when he heard this, and the tenderness in his eyes also froze into ice little by little.

But seeing the panic in Jing Mo's eyes, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly, "Jing Mo, there is no one else."

There was no one else from the beginning to the end, and this assumption was not established in the first place.

Jing Mo also knew that Xiao Yunquan was really angry, as usual, he must have said the words with a smile.But it was hard to get the word out. Once I brought it up this time, it would be difficult to bring it up next time.

So, he took a deep breath, and said bravely, "What if? What if someone else appeared and did similar things on other occasions?"

What he said was extremely clear, how could Xiao Yunquan not understand.Just because he understood, he became even more angry immediately, and even stood up abruptly, taking a few steps towards the door.

Jing Mo subconsciously stretched out his hand, and firmly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Since you think so, why are you dragging me?" Xiao Yunquan's voice was frighteningly cold, and he stared at Jing Mo's fingers with icy eyes.

Jing Mo pursed his lips, let go of one finger quietly, but immediately grasped it again, no matter how much Xiao Yunquan glared, he kept his head down and never let go.

"Do you think that I treat you like this because I am grateful to you?" Xiao Yunquan withdrew his eyes and stared outside the door.

It was raining lightly outside the door, and the raindrops flowed along the eaves, converging into a waterline and falling relentlessly to the ground, arousing a cold echo.

"Isn't it?" Jing Mo asked softly.

"Who do you think I am, Xiao Ji?" Xiao Yunquan couldn't remember how many times he had asked similar words, but this time it was absolutely sincere, every word dripping with blood.

From childhood to adulthood, he recited the ancestral precepts of Xiao's eternal sky, and guarded the empty water in Linchuan.

But it doesn't mean that he is completely ignorant of the world.

It was rumored that Julong Mountain Jing Qingchen acted recklessly, viciously and viciously, and at the same time had a strange mind and moody moods.One of the evidences is that Mr. Jing has never met Xiao Yunquan from the Xiao family in Linchuan, but he is inexplicably jealous of him.

When Xiao Yunquan heard about this for the first time, he felt it was inexplicable, but he couldn't bear to care about it because of his external name.

But he couldn't hold back Jing Mo's colorful presence, bloodbathed Qingu Mountain for a while, and rioted in Ningwang Palace for a while.

Along with these things, what was spread to Linchuan was Jing Mo's various evaluations of Xiao Yunquan.

Embroidered pillows, just showy; vicious thoughts, duplicity; affectations, posturing...

After listening to a lot, Xiao Yunquan really tried to recall how he had provoked this person.

But after much deliberation, he was still at a loss.