After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

"How could it be?" The masked man was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yunquan in disbelief.

Xiao Yunquan's blue spiritual power dissipated, and red flames began to appear around him. He was tightly wrapped by the flames, and even Jing Mo, who was always by his side, couldn't see clearly what was going on in the flames.

"Xiao Ji? Xiao Ji!" Jing Mo shouted anxiously, wanting to rush in, but couldn't break through the flames.

As he shouted, the flames grew hotter and hotter.

The masked man hesitated for a moment, then suddenly called out a spiritual weapon and swung his sword.

Ning Yuan froze suddenly, and shouted in disbelief: "Turning soul? How is it possible, how could it be the turning soul of the father..."

The sword in the masked man's hand overflowed with red light, and his spiritual power was extremely strong.Moreover, there are faint flame patterns on it, which is a little like the Jing family's imagination, but it is not exactly the same.

Hearing Ning Yuan's words, Jing Mo also subconsciously looked at the sword, glanced at it and immediately turned his head, continuing to try to break through the bright red flames around Xiao Yunquan.

The masked man ignored Ning Yuan, and swung his sword with all his strength but failed to break through the flames. He thought something was wrong in his heart, and turned his sword to face Jing Mo.

Jing Mo was so worried about Xiao Yunquan that he was completely defenseless.The Zhuanpo sword was already approaching, suddenly Xiao Yunquan's surrounding spiritual power surged again, enveloping Jing Mo and half of Zhuanpo's sword body together.

The masked man was startled, subconsciously withdrew his sword,

The red flame became more and more violent, and even the edge of the flame began to turn white. Just when everyone was astonished, there was a sudden loud noise, and the surrounding area of ​​the flame exploded.

"how..."

The masked man left only this sentence, and quickly formed a seal, and the ground shook instantly.Then, before Ning Yuan and the others could react, a red light flashed, and he disappeared without a trace together with a crystal coffin that had just been raised to the ground.

After he left, the vines also quickly disappeared, and the four of Ning Yuan fell to the ground together. Before they stabilized their bodies, the flames suddenly burst again.

Ning Zhifei froze for a moment, got up and rushed towards Jing Mo.

"Are you courting death?" Ning Yuan hugged him with all his strength, his fingertips innocent.

"They, most likely..." Even though he was as calm as Cang Muzhu, he couldn't bear to finish the second half of the sentence.

But the explosion was so violent that the four present all knew in their hearts that Xiao Yunquan and Jing Mo were more likely to be ill than fortunate.

Ning Zhifei struggled for a while, then slowly fell into Ning Yuan's arms, and closed her eyes tightly.

He and Jing Mo have known each other for many years. Although Jing Mo has always acted recklessly, he has superb spiritual power and good luck.He never thought that one day Jing Mo would die, and it would be such an act of martyrdom.

Now watching him die in front of her eyes, Ning Zhifei felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.

As the fire weakened, the sound of the explosion gradually calmed down. Finally, it took a long time before the flames were completely extinguished. Where the two of them stood just now, there was only the scorched ground and a layer of ashes.

As the breeze blew, the layer of ashes was gently rolled up, and it completely dissipated within two blows.

Cang Er, who had been silent all this time, watched the ashes disappear, and suddenly yelled at his cousin, and knelt on the ground as if exhausted.

Ning Zhifei immediately knelt down on the ground and said in a low voice, "Jing Mo..."

After a long silence, Ning Yuan pulled the stretched Ning Zhifei: "Let's go?"

"Go?" Ning Zhifei looked up at him, and slowly shed two lines of tears: "Yes, we are going."

"Knowledge? You..." Ning Yuan was shocked when he saw that he barely stood up, and despite the injuries all over his body, he summoned two wings.

"Don't you want to go?" Ning Zhifei's expression was cold, with a rare killing intent in his eyes: "I will avenge this hatred, even if I risk my life."

"I think it's better to forget it." Someone said suddenly, with a slight smile in his tone.

Both Ning Yuan and Ning Zhifei were taken aback, and Ning Zhifei turned around first, staring behind him in disbelief.

On the shore not far behind him, there were two figures, one black and one blue. Seeing him turn around, the black figure laughed and said, "Revenge is for revenge, but death is fine."

"Cousin, you?" Cang'er turned his head, showing joy in an instant, he stood up and ran for two steps, then gradually stopped.

Jing Mo looked at him inexplicably, and suddenly realized: "What? Are you afraid that we are ghosts?"

Cang Er shook his head when he heard the words, but his expression was still full of doubts.

Cang Muzhu also looked at Xiao Yunquan suspiciously, and asked uncertainly after a while: "Yunquan, your spiritual power?"

Xiao Yunquan didn't explain, but smiled slightly.

Then, he gently raised his left hand, and after a burst of blue light, ice-blue snowflakes appeared on his palm.Then he raised his right hand again, and a red flame ignited in his palm.

Except for Jing Mo, all the people present were taken aback.

At that time, Xiao Yunquan knew that his soul was about to dissipate, so in desperation he risked his life to reconnect with his own spiritual veins and swallowed the little red beads that were suspected to be plastic spirit beads.

After swallowing the little red bead, he felt that the cold spiritual power in his body seemed to disappear, replaced by burning pain.

At the same time, Xiao Yunquan felt the flames rising up around him, and the domineering fiery red spiritual power was moving around, and there was even a vague tendency to explode.

Then, the pain of washing the marrow throughout the body, just when the bright red spiritual power was turning and converging, and finally reshaping the soul, a person suddenly rushed in from the flames.

As soon as Jing Mo rushed into the flames, he was overturned by the heat wave, and then the flames rushed towards him. Although he also had the spiritual power of flames, he couldn't resist this attack at all.

The flames suddenly splashed out sparks, Jing Mo only felt a burning pain on his cheek.

But he had no time to care about others, he just blindly searched for Xiao Yunquan's figure in the flames.

But the sea of ​​flames was boundless, and his eyes were filled with fiery red. Seeing a bigger flame attack, Jing Mo knew that he was either dead or injured, but who would have thought that a familiar blue suddenly appeared in the flames.

Small snowflakes flew towards him quickly, sticking tightly to his cheeks, and the icy cold touch instantly soothed the burning pain.

Then the snowflake extended countless blue rays of light, covering Jing Mo from head to toe.

Seeing Jing Mo rushing in, Xiao Yunquan instinctively wanted to put away the flames.But the flames were extremely domineering and completely uncontrollable. Seeing Jing Mo being burned by the flames, he was heartbroken, and instinctively gathered spiritual power according to the previous method, trying to call out six snowflakes.

I don't know if the determination to call out the snowflakes was too strong, but he actually called out a snowflake. He immediately sent the snowflake to Jing Mo's side, and then became ruthless again, using his spiritual power to protect Jing Mo and pull him to himself around.

Although he barely protected him, the flame spiritual power in his body was still uncontrollable. Seeing that there was a tendency to explode again, Xiao Yunquan hurriedly looked around for cover.Immediately, he glanced at something from the corner of his eye, grabbed Jing Mo and lay down on it.

Si had eaten and drank enough, and was sleeping soundly.Suddenly there was a pain in my back, and then it seemed to be roasted by fire.It screamed in fright, spread its legs and jumped into the water.

"So you blocked the explosion with a si?" Ning Zhifei suddenly sympathized with the si after hearing the explanation.

"Yeah, if you hadn't used the detonator to blow it up before, we wouldn't have imagined that its skin would be thick enough to withstand the explosion." Jing Mo nodded with a smile, and remembered how the hair was unharmed after the explosion , blinking his eyes.

Since everyone is fine and they know the identity of the masked man, they decided to find a place to rest and head straight to the palace tomorrow.

But since that person is King Ning, then Ning Yuan's mansion cannot go.You can't go to the palace. To be on the safe side, you can't go to Ning Yuan's private house either. The Cang family doesn't have property in the capital, and even if the Jing family has property, Jing Mo doesn't know.

After thinking about it, they can only place their hope on Xiao Yunquan.

Fortunately, Xiao Yunquan lived up to everyone's expectations and really brought a few people to the inn.

Jing Mo looked at this inn, and suddenly remembered the inn in Linshan Town, so he said with a smile: "Jiji, does the Xiao family like to run inns?"

Xiao Yunquan glanced at him, noncommittal.

Jing Mo blinked his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Why does this inn look familiar to me?"

Every time he came to the capital before, he lived half of the time at Ning Zhifei's place and half of the time at this inn.However, he never knew that this inn actually belonged to the Xiao family.

Looking at his expression, Xiao Yunquan understood his confusion, and said in a low voice, "I just bought it recently."

Jing Mo blinked his eyes: "Jiji, you really like collecting inns."

Xiao Yunquan saw that Xiao Er had already come out to welcome him, so he didn't say anything more, just handed Xiao Er a sign.

Xiao Er took the sign, looked at the words on it, and his expression changed drastically.

Xiao Yunquan shook his head slightly at him, just pointed to the sign and said: "I live in this room with this young man in black, and you arrange the others yourself."

Jing Mo stretched his neck to look at the sign, and when he saw it, his eyes widened. The word Jing Mofang was impressively written on the sign.

Until he opened the door and entered the familiar room, Jing Mo still didn't recover.He watched Xiao Er go out, then pulled Xiao Yunquan, and said in a low voice: "You know?"

Xiao Yunquan nodded with a smile: "Ning Zhifei said that every time you go to the palace for a banquet, you always insist on staying in this room, and even got into a fight with others once to grab the room."

"Yes, yes?" Jing Mo scratched his head in embarrassment, spurning Ning Zhifei's talk in his heart.

"Why do you like this room so much?" Although Xiao Yunquan sent someone to buy the inn, it was his first visit.

He circled around, looking at the not-so-exquisite furniture and the bustling crowd outside the window, feeling a little puzzled.

It seems that they don't know yet, Jing Mo pursed his lips, thinking whether to tell the truth.

Xiao Yunquan seemed to have a tacit understanding, turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Tell the truth."

Jing Mo sighed helplessly, smiled and pulled Xiao Yunquan closer to the window, and raised his finger to point in one direction.

Xiao Yunquan looked over with his fingers, and found that it was just a small road, but the small road looked quite familiar, and there were many people carrying fish, shrimp and lotus pods on the road.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Jing Mo had no choice but to point to the road again and explain further: "At the end of that small road is a pier."

Xiao Yunquan was stunned for a moment.

Jing Mo gritted his teeth and spoke more clearly: "That pier is the only pier in the capital."