Tianzun City

In fact, Chu Tianxiang and Shang Hen had never met each other.Now that we really stand face to face together, there is a feeling of both familiarity and strangeness.

"Is it you? Battle Saint." Chu Tianxiang sized up the person in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips naturally.From Chu Tianxiang's eyes, the long crimson hair of the War Saint seemed to be alive, reflecting a gentle light in his subtle movements.His face was almost pale due to the perennial freezing, but the rosy color was gradually filling his whole body, and there was still a golden light that had not yet penetrated around the temple.The Battle Saint's eyes were half downcast, and the raised ends of the eyes vaguely revealed a sense of majesty and sharpness.His pupils had no focal length, and as he slowly opened his eyes, the dull eyes shot out a golden light full of arrogance, like an insatiable lion hunting.Shanghen stood there, needless to say, the coercion on his body was already breathless, even though he was only wearing an inconspicuous white shirt.And the Luoshen's Wings behind him made people unable to take their eyes off. Chu Tianxiang had seen many precious jewels, jade, gold and silver, but none of them had the same light as the color of Luoshen's Wings.These six wings are golden, but not as hard golden as gold.This golden color is more like a translucent, smoky and wispy color.However, those were real wings. While he was speaking, the War Saint retracted his six wings, and a piece of golden feather slowly fell along his shoulder.

The Warrior Saint simply moved his joints, looked around with Chu Tianxiang as the center, swept away Ji Xing and Jue Ye, and returned to Chu Tianxiang again.The long crimson hair faded slowly, turning into a thick black like ink, and was diluted appropriately to add more blue.The pale golden eyes deepened and turned into amber with a hint of orange.Chu Tianxiang narrowed his eyes slyly like a cat, and looked at himself without any sense of inappropriateness.

Shang Hen replied. "It's me." It was the first time he had seen a body that had been occupied for such a long time with his own eyes. The height was the same and the proportions were close. There were indeed some similarities.Shanghen knew very well that the other party was of the beautiful type, because when he looked at Chu Tianxiang, his mood could be described as pleasing to the eye.Chu Tianxiang has short blue hair, but this blue is not sky blue, but adds more black texture. His short hair is curled behind the ears and hairline, revealing a smooth forehead and delicate neck, like a swan .He is wearing a very thin necklace, which shows the slenderness and tenderness of his neck. The symbol on the pendant is the Golden Sands Ghost City, which falls near the collarbone.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Jueye folded his arms with great interest and looked around them. "I haven't looked at it carefully. The Ghost King of Sands and the Warrior Saint are really beautiful."

Lonely smile. "you are beautiful too."

"Don't dare, dare not call yourself beautiful in front of you."

After Jue Ye uttered these words, the surrounding air was very quiet for a while, and none of the four spoke first.In fact, Jueye and Jifang have already talked about the same thing, but there are still some trivial and detailed things that need to be discussed.The less people know about these things, the better.

So Silence breaks the silence just in time. "You two, don't you want to catch up on the old days?"

The two people in front of them were obviously not very interested in their topic, so Chu Tianxiang gestured to Shanghen to leave together.Shang Hen didn't say anything, and only glanced at Jue Ye when he walked there, but there seemed to be something else in Jue Ye's smile, which was hard to discern.

The road of thorns is as long as thousands of miles. The roads here are all covered with thorns. These thorns seem to have spirituality. They will attack when they see someone passing by. Pure white flowers.

However, when he saw Chu Tianxiang and Shang Hen, the thorns with pure white flowers in full bloom did not twist into vines soaring to the sky, attacking them.There is no need to experiment with the coercion of the two, just a Jinsha ghost king, destroying this piece of thorns is as easy as mowing grass.The thorns are also conscious.

Chu Tianxiang randomly picked a gazebo to sit down. This pavilion is very old, but it is simple and clean.Chu Tianxiang leaned on the pillar that had revealed the original color of the wood, and tilted his head to look at Shanghen.This action added a touch of playfulness to him, and he seemed a little distressed, like a state of trying to remember but not being able to remember what happened.

Before Chu Tianxiang could speak, Shang Hen vaguely noticed something strange, because there was obviously an extra part in his memory.There was only one person in that part—Yan Ying. When Shang Hen thought of Yan Ying, he felt a subtle emotion for no reason.Just like the ice water poured into a crystal glass in summer, the floating ice cubes project colorful light spots, while the water in the glass emits transparent bubbles from the bottom, slowly, bit by bit, along the glass. The wall rises and then breaks away at the mouth of the cup.It is this kind of emotion that is fragile like a bubble and slowly rises in the body.

Shang Hen felt bad, if he kept this memory, then Chu Tianxiang would lose a memory.Shanghen's memory is complete, he remembers everything from the first time he appeared until now, but without bias, there is an extra piece.

Shanghen could not help but speak slowly. "Do you remember, Yanying?"

Chu Tianxiang raised his eyebrows suspiciously. "Who is that?" Zhuan Zhuan seemed to think hard for a moment, rubbing his temples. "I seem to have an impression, but I just can't remember it."

"Jueye did it on purpose."

"what?"

Shanghen's tone was as cold as ice. "I have more memories of you."

These words were like thunder on the ground, and Chu Tianxiang's expression froze immediately. "About who? Yanying? Can you tell me about this person."

There was a tenderness in Shang Hen's tone that he could hardly detect. "Dark green hair, purple eyes, a face as cold as ice, as delicate as a doll. The younger brother of Yan Feng, the lord of Tianyin City, a majestic dark spirit...your lover."

"My lover?" Chu Tianxiang suddenly smiled. "is it possible?"

"Don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you. But for a person like me who doesn't understand what love is, you suddenly tell me that I have a lover, which makes me feel very ridiculous. If this person is really important, why don't I remember him? "

"This is Jue Ye's responsibility."

At this moment, a slender figure appeared in front of the two of them.Chu Tianxiang only glanced at him, and quickly merged with the person Shang Hen described. ——Delicate doll with dark green hair, purple eyes, and ice-cold face.

"Yan Ying?"

"You're back." Yan Ying's pale face suddenly showed a look of expression, he glanced at the warrior who was leaning against the pillar, and his eyes quickly fell on Chu Tianxiang.He was about to step forward, but was interrupted by Chu Tianxiang's cold words.

"Why are you here, you are from Miyun?"

Yan Ying was startled.Not long ago, it was indeed Jue Ye who sent him a family secret order, telling him that his soul had been successfully divided and that the Warrior Saint had returned.And tell him where they are.Yan Ying is not interested in the Warrior Saint, but he understands that the return of the Warrior Saint means that Chu Tianxiang is also back.

Chu Tianxiang turned to Shang Hen and said. "War Saint, do you remember correctly, he is very good-looking, but this is not my taste. Besides, how could I like the people around Jueye?"

Chu Tianxiang's tone was natural, as if he was talking about the weather.However, it was this kind of words without emotional fluctuations, like a sharp knife, slowly inserted into Yanying's heart.Yan Ying's lips fluttered for a long time before finally uttering a few incoherent tones with difficulty. "You...don't remember me?"

Chu Tianxiang folded his arms and leaned on the pillar, his chin was raised, and his eyes contained emotions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "Why should I remember you?"

Yan Ying's body shook subconsciously, and she took a few steps forward as if she couldn't accept it. "You really don't remember me?"

Before Chu Tianxiang could speak, Shang Hen subconsciously interrupted their conversation.There was clearly a trace of displeasure in his expression, and he gave Chu Tianxiang a narrow glance. "His memory is with me."

Yan Ying's eyes were like ice skates in an instant, and even in the scorching summer, she could still feel the icy coldness in those eyes. "Memory confusion?"

After staying by Jue Ye's side for a long time, Yan Ying also understood some things more or less.Jue Ye's identity is very special, he is not only the heir of the Coral Monster Clan, he is also the son of the disappearing real dragon, that dragon Yan Ying has obtained fragments of information from his father.Its name is Longkuang, and it is the king of Zongjian God's Domain. Afterwards, many demon gods came out, and most of them betrayed relatives with him, and his blood flowed in their blood.His identity as the heir of the Coral Monster Clan is already his gold medal for avoiding death, and coupled with his identity as a golden beast, he feels unmatched.

Yan Ying is very clear that Jue Ye is a person who can manipulate souls, including soul fusion and division.The soul division was originally a clean cut, but Jueye would occasionally find it amusing, causing memory confusion between the two souls.It was obvious that he did this on purpose, but he didn't know that this little trick was the part where Chu Tianxiang had more scars.

Yan Ying pondered for a moment, her eyes fixed on Shang Hen. "So, it's you who remembers me now?"

Shanghen was noncommittal.

Yan Ying frowned, and sighed as if panting.Fighting Saint, Sword Saint, and his master Assassin, the matter between the three of them has not been clarified yet, and now Jueye's forcible intervention has involved himself again.Fortunately, in Yan Ying's memory, that person was Chu Tianxiang, not Shang Hen, and Shang Hen should be able to understand and control his own memory.

Shanghen felt that it was boring.In an instant, the entire gazebo was filled with holy gold, and with a slight wave of the six Luoshen wings flowing out from behind, he disappeared into the clouds expressionlessly.

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