The old man lost his memory again

Speaking of this, the little prince thought of another thing.

He widened his eyes, glared at Wenlan and asked, "Your former subordinates called him An Qihe, do you know something?"

And at that time, even the little prince didn't know his name was An Qihe, and Wen Lan hadn't seen him a few times at that time, and An Qihe stayed with the little prince all the time. Wen Lan's eyeliner will not be discovered so quickly.

Wen Lan smiled mysteriously: "It's inconvenient to tell me about this kind of thing."

The little prince glared at him: "What is your purpose? I have no grievances with you, why do you repeatedly hurt me?"

"No injustice or enmity?" Wen Lan seemed to have heard some funny joke, "Your existence is enmity with me."

These words sounded like the Ye Hanfeng I met that day.

But Ye Hanfeng was at least because his mother died because of the little prince, but what was the reason for Wen Lan.

Knowing that the little prince didn't know at all at this time, Wen Lan smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at the young prince, but it seemed that he was looking at others through him.

The eyes were full of loneliness: "Look, the elixir you worked so hard to make has not allowed you to realize your wish to protect everyone in the world, but it killed you first."

"Protect everyone in the world, does that person include you?"

The little prince looked at Wen Lan blankly.

It took a while before I finally understood.

"Is...the medicine?"

It is said that the pill that the emperor brother obtained from the first emperor was developed after all kinds of hard work. There is only one pill in the whole world. He only said that this medicine can cure all diseases. It was offered by a folk alchemist at that time. For the emperor.

Later, the emperor invited him to go and passed it to the little prince to eat.

The little prince took the medicine, but it didn't heal his legs, but changed his body.

The little prince gritted his teeth and said, "That medicine is not real!"

"A person like you deserves to take real medicine!" Wen Lan was suddenly furious, and cursed, "You can't even wait for him to make a stable pill, and in order to get merit as soon as possible, you urged him to take the pill. After refining it, he was killed in order to claim credit. Later, in order to prevent the incident from being exposed, it was said that the folk alchemist offered it spontaneously..."

He smiled mockingly: "Still engraving words on his tombstone, talking about merits, it's really ridiculous!"

The little prince looked at Wen Lan, he opened his mouth to say something, but found that what he said was useless.

That man did die for the elixir, even if the elixir that the little prince had had was a subcontracted one, but what's the use of telling Wen Lan?Will Wenlan listen?He won't listen.

And the grievances between the two have been forged, the little prince will never forgive Wen Lan, just as Wen Lan will never forgive him.

The little prince didn't want to talk about this matter again, he asked: "Then An Qihe, what is this all about?"

Hearing this, Wen Lan laughed softly.

The little prince was waiting impatiently, and couldn't help but take a step forward. Immediately, the surrounding men in black rushed up, ready to restrain the little prince at any time.

No matter how powerful the little prince's martial arts are, he is still powerless to resist in the face of so many people.

The little prince's heart is desolate, he must either get the truth and be killed at this moment, or delay time to see if there is any other way.

At this time, he heard Wen Lan say with a smile: "You always thought that An Qihe was An Qihe, and that was the real joke."

Wen Lan recalled the scene when he saw An Qihe earlier.

To be honest, Wen Lan was really surprised when he learned that Ning Dongbai, the seed he raised, had lost his memory and turned into another person. Later, he sneaked into An Qihe's room secretly, and asked about An Qihe's identity with incense. As for his identity, there was a faint guess in his heart. The reason why Ning Dongbai's temperament changed drastically, and he even made a series of incompatible and abnormal actions was not because of his amnesia, but because he was taken away.

This kind of fantasy event rarely happened in history, but it was not unheard of. This example was mentioned in the medicine book left by his sweetheart.

So Wen Lan set up a game, decided to promote the development of the relationship between the two, make them inseparable, and then lure the little prince out.

Naturally, Wen Lan would also have a headache if the soul that seized the house could not be driven out. After all, Ning Dongbai was his right-hand man trained by himself, without Ning Dongbai, it would be meaningless.

So when the little prince ran into his mansion there, Wen Lan put something in the silver needle. This thing didn't have much influence on the little prince, but it had a great impact on An Qihe.

The closer they are, the more unstable the soul belonging to An Qihe will be. In addition, Wen Lan hinted to An Qihe that he lost his memory, and when he was on a cruise with Prince Shun, when the little prince met An Qihe, he asked his subordinates to send An Qihe Qihe knocked him out and injected him with another medicine to restore memory.

In this way, one is to restore memory, and the other is to fluctuate the soul. Only one stimulus is needed to perfectly separate the two souls.

So, the little prince appeared here and felt the pain for several days.

But for Wen Lan, these pains are still less.

"Little prince, to be honest, I hope to make you die more painfully. You love An Qihe so much, if you are treated coldly by him in front of him, and defiled by everyone in front of him, I'm afraid you will be in great pain, right?"

The little prince's eyes tightened, his heart skipped a beat, he immediately looked up, and saw Ning Dongbai, who had disappeared for several days, walking out from behind Wen Lan.

The coldness on his face pierced the little prince's heart like an ice pick.

The little prince was almost suffocated.

"Qihe..." He looked at Ning Dongbai, and tried to find the shadow of An Qihe on Ning Dongbai.

He didn't believe, didn't believe that what Wen Lan said was true, but he faintly believed his words in his heart.

If what Wenlan said is true, it can explain why Ning Dongbai hates him so much.

It turned out that he was really infatuated with another stranger.

He doesn't know where his An Qihe is at the moment.

Wen Lan continued: "I think you should also want to know about An Qihe, but I have some good news to tell you."

The little prince's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively told him not to listen, but he still heard it.

Wen Lan said: "I thought, if I want to seize the house, there should be someone like Ning Dongbai who is in a coma and near death at the same time. In order to find An Qihe's identity, I spent a lot of time and money, and finally let me find it." Such a person..."

He paused, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up: "When Ning Dongbai woke up, that person also died."

A certain thread in the little prince's brain broke with a snap.

At this moment, a scream came from outside.

The little prince turned his head to look, but saw that there was only a little bit of fire, and now the fire started a prairie fire.

From outside came the cries of men, women, young and old, begging, knocking on the door, cursing, pleading, fearful and angry voices mixed together, twisted into an awl and pierced into the little prince's mind.

He saw some people escape from the locked fire room, but the next second they were stabbed to death by the man in black from behind.

He saw the girl who came to persuade him and ran towards him with a face of horror, as if she wanted to let the little prince run away, but in the end she just screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

The little prince was stunned by this red world, his eyes were red, and he rushed forward without saying a word.

In an instant, the men in black surrounded him.

There were scorching sparks from the friction of the sword and sword, there were wounds on his arms, clothes, and face, but the little prince really couldn't feel the pain anymore.

For the first time in his life, he was so angry that he lost his mind, the sword fell from his hand, and the heads rolled from the sword to the ground, and then one after another.

Wen Lan was surprised that his strength was stronger than the information he had obtained, but if he wanted to hurt him, he was still a thousand miles away.

Looking at this shocking scene again, Wen Lan couldn't help but think of that person.

He laughed, but his heart was full of pain.

That person was kind-hearted, and when he was rescued, Wen Lan, who was a small bandit, warned Wen Lan again and again not to hurt others, otherwise he would abandon Wen Lan.

Wen Lan is very obedient, he likes that person, so he doesn't want to leave him.

Wen Lan pretends to be cute in front of outsiders, just to leave traces in that person's heart.

But in the end, who lied?

In short, when I came back to my senses, Yin and Yang were already separated.

After all, Wen Lan still betrayed the agreement with him, killing people... It's nothing to Wen Lan.

He even gave himself to others just to achieve his goal.

He smiled and left, with the heat scorching his cheeks, he heard the roar of the little prince from behind, wanting him to die, cold tears slipped from the end of his eyes, but Wen Lan was happier.

It doesn't matter to him if he dies badly or something.

He has killed so many people, even if he dies well and sees that person, he will definitely not want himself again.

To Wenlan, the world without him is meaningless.

As long as today's revenge, he will take revenge.

Before leaving, he thought that Prince Shun sent someone to deliver a message to him today, saying that he wanted to see Wen Lan again before he died.

Wen Lan didn't want to see him at first, but when he saw the little prince, Wen Lan suddenly showed kindness and decided to go see him.

Of course, before leaving, he still had to give Prince Shun some good things for the credit of rewarding Prince Shun.

Wen Lan thought so, and the figure quickly disappeared within the sight of the little prince.

The little prince was so angry that his teeth were chattering, and he stood on the spot covered with scars, looking at Ning Dongbai who was still fully dressed, he finally realized his own insignificance and powerlessness.

An Qihe died, and he deserved to die too.

He can't save anyone.

He is a piece of shit.

As Prince Shun said, he is a waste.

however……

The little prince raised his sword with difficulty, facing dozens of men in black, he still gritted his teeth and fought.

He cannot fall now.

Even if he dies, he should...

Before the random thoughts in his mind had lasted for a moment, a sudden change occurred.

The little prince was too tired just now, but he didn't notice the surprise attack coming from behind.

The icy sword pierced into the back of the waist, and the little prince raised his neck violently, tears streaming down the air.

He gasps for breath.

At this moment, the man behind drew out his knife, counted upwards, and stabbed at the heart of the little prince!