Even the devil will cry after losing his memory

When Yan Liang opened his eyes the next day, he saw Wen Lingyuan lying beside him, staring at him seriously.

Yan Liang opened his eyes wide and blinked deliberately jokingly: "My husband likes to look at me so much, why wouldn't he stare at me all night?"

Wen Lingyuan blinked his dry eyes, and slowly opened his mouth as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Well, since you fell asleep last night and saw now."

Yan Liang didn't take his words seriously, he only thought that Wen Lingyuan was echoing his joke, so he smiled and hugged Wen Lingyuan again, the two tall and long-legged men squeezed together, Yan Liang seemed like a child who hadn't grown up Wrapped in a quilt, Ban rolled with Wen Lingyuan twice, then stood up and held him down, bowing his head and saying, "Husband, you don't seem very happy after you came here."

Wen Lingyuan heard this, looked up at him and said, "Why do you say that?"

He asked this because he has not changed much since he came here. He still treats people with a gentle smile every day. He knows what he looks like, so he is listening After seeing what Yan Liang said, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions, he didn't understand how Yan Liang saw it.

Yan Liang raised his hand and rubbed Wen Lingyuan's brows, as if he wanted to use this method to rub away the melancholy between his brows, he said: "I can tell, because I like you, so no one cares about you more than me It's easy for me to see if you're really happy with your movements."

Although Wen Lingyuan didn't sleep all night, he didn't seem to be mentally ill at all. He got up from the bed, and because Yan Liang was still pressing on him, he naturally supported him when he got up.

The two sat opposite each other on the bed, Wen Lingyuan kissed Yanliang's forehead, then stroked his hair and said, "Get up and get dressed, I'll comb your hair for you."

Yan Liang fell back again, looking like she was going to play tricks: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

"No." There was a smile on the corner of Wen Lingyuan's lips, and he seemed to be in a better mood than before, "Yesterday Hall Master Nan Qing said that today is the time Hall Master Duan Liu will come to help you recall the past, and he should be here soon .”

Yan Liang muttered, "I think you look forward to my recovery of memory more than I do."

Wen Lingyuan paused slightly, lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course I hope that you will recover completely."

So even though Yan Liang was unwilling in every possible way, Wen Lingyuan still pulled him up from the bed. He seemed to be in good spirits when he was making trouble with Wen Lingyuan just now, but now that he was about to get up, he seemed sleepy again, waiting for the other party to comb his hair At that time, he leaned against Wen Lingyuan and almost fell asleep again.

When Wen Lingyuan tied up his long hair for him, there was a knock on the door, which meant that Duan Liu had arrived.

Unlike Nan Qing, Duan Liu's dislike and rejection of Wen Lingyuan was almost written on his face, and his loyalty and concern for Yan Liang were also undisguised.So after seeing Wen Lingyuan who opened the door, Duan Liu's face turned cold almost immediately, and he frowned and said to Wen Lingyuan angrily: "Our lord, why didn't you take advantage of others and serve him well?" Lord..."

He was only halfway through when Yan Liang came out of the room, hung himself on Wen Lingyuan's body in a familiar manner, turned around and said to Duan Liu: "Husband, what did Hall Master Duan Liu say to you just now? "

Wen Lingyuan said in a calm tone: "Master Duan Liu asked me if I have..."

Duan Liu's face changed slightly and he coughed twice, and quickly interrupted him: "I asked Mr. Wen if you have woken up, and asked the Lord how his rest last night was."

Yan Liang did not doubt that he was there, nodded in response, "Slept well."

Except that sometimes Yan Liang would unnaturally think of the secret room in the tunnel while staying in this room, he didn't feel any discomfort, but compared to this spacious attic with exquisite decoration and everything, Yan Liang In fact, he still missed the hut where he and Wen Lingyuan lived in the village.

They talked to each other for a while, but in fact it was mainly Duan Liu who was trying his best to restore the atmosphere. When he saw Wen Lingyuan, he couldn't help but give this guy of unknown origin a cold look. He could only force himself to endure the dissatisfaction with Wen Lingyuan in his heart.

When the greetings were almost finished, Wen Lingyuan finally asked, "Where is Hall Master Duan Liu going to take Ah Liang today?"

When Duan Liu heard the name "A Liang" from Wen Lingyuan's mouth, he almost cried out with a stiff face, but when he turned his face and saw that Yan Liang didn't respond, he was silent for a moment and finally endured the humiliation and said: "Let's go At the gate of the former mountain, it was there that I met the Lord for the first time ten years ago."

The mountain gate Duan Liu mentioned was where Yanliang and Wen Lingyuan came in before, but Yanliang didn't look carefully at that time, and now that he mentioned it, Yanliang didn't have much impression.

Yan Liang and Wen Lingyuan packed up and left the room with Duan Liu, walking along the way they came, and the three of them arrived at the mountain gate not long after.

Looking from the inside to the outside is different. It was only after reaching the mountain gate, standing on a certain hill and looking down, that Yanliang realized that looking down from this angle, the stone wall they passed before was not the only one. To be able to enter the entrance of the Dust-Worried Sect, the stone wall passes through a secret road that allows people to go up and down the mountain quickly, and on the other side, there is actually a road, which is an extremely long step, follow that step to On the way, you need to pass several steep cliffs, and there are even many thorns and bushes on the road. Obviously, few people will pass that trail.

Yan Liang looked at the road carefully, and asked in a daze, "Since you have a secret way, why does that road still exist?"

Duan Liu smiled bitterly, and was about to explain, but Wen Lingyuan had already said: "The secret path we walked before was the path taken by the disciples of the Dust-Worthing Sect, and that path is the path taken by other people. If I I guessed right, there should be many formations blocking that mountain path." After he finished speaking, as if he was concerned about Duan Liu's emotions, he threw the words back in a considerate manner, and smiled at Duan Liu Said: "Master Duan Liu, is that so?"

Wen Lingyuan had already finished talking, Duan Liu naturally had nothing to say, he snorted as an answer, and then said: "I saw you, Lord, on that mountain road back then."

That was ten years ago. Unlike Nan Qing, who was picked up by the suzerain as a child and taken in as an apprentice, Duan Liu was nothing more than an ordinary pawn in the Yanchen sect.At that time, what he did most was to sweep the ground near the mountain gate. Every day, he dragged the broom to sweep the fallen leaves that would never be cleaned. He often watched the disciples coming and going back and forth with swords in their hands. Enemy, sometimes several disciples compete with each other.

Duan Liu would occasionally follow them to secretly practice a few moves with a broom as a weapon, but many times he couldn't understand certain moves at all, and he had no way to ask others. No one would notice what he was doing as a boy. What.

Until that day when he was cleaning the mountain gate, he looked up and suddenly noticed that there was a figure on the mountain road that hadn't been visited by outsiders for a long time, walking up the steps step by step.

When Duan Liu saw that figure for the first time, he was still at the foot of the mountain, because the distance was too far away, so it was difficult for him to see the appearance of that person clearly.

At that time, he didn't pay attention to it. Although he was not considered an inner sect disciple as the servant in charge of cleaning the mountain gate, he had heard many people talk about that mountain path. Disciples of the Dust Sect sect had a secret path to pass through, so no one would go for it. The steep mountain road, and the mountain road is left to outsiders, no matter whether it is the righteous way or the other sects of the evil way, everyone is not willing to pass through that kind of place. They prefer to directly use artillery fire to blow open their secret road mountain gate.

Probably only the kind of people who want to ask the Dust Sect will walk up the mountain path step by step in this way to express their sincerity, and try to make the Dust Sect agree to their request.

Duan Liu didn't care about the person at the foot of the mountain path at first, because he could see that the person was walking very slowly. In Duan Liu's mind, it was impossible for him to really enter the mountain gate according to the speed of that person. He should turn around and go back halfway, or he was simply injured by the traps and formations on the way, so he couldn't reach the mountain gate at all.

After thinking this way, Duan Liu didn't take his appearance to heart. He still went to secretly ponder kung fu by himself after cleaning as usual, but he didn't expect that when he came to the mountain gate again with the broom the next day, he found that The man was still on the mountain path, and he had already walked more than halfway.

Duan Liu realized that the man actually spent the whole day climbing that step and walking through that mountain path full of traps and dangers.

It was also at that time that Duan Liu finally saw clearly the appearance of the person walking on the mountain road. It was a young man about his age. Mud and blood stains, his hair was disheveled, his limbs were thin, if it wasn't for those eyes, Duan Liu would not be able to judge his age from the face full of blood and mud.

Duan Liu noticed that the man's limbs seemed to be not working well. There were bloodstains trailing behind him. Every time he took a step, there were bloodstains falling on the ground. Probably the wound was healed and was pulled away again, so the bloodstains Drag it that long.

However, that person obviously looked like he was going to die at any moment, but he didn't know what kind of strength was supporting him, and it actually took two days to reach the mountain gate step by step.

That person is of course Yanliang.

When he stepped into the mountain gate, he almost exhausted all his strength and fell down. The former suzerain of Yanchen sect seemed to have been waiting in front of the mountain gate early, and stepped forward to help him up when he fell down.

Duan Liu stood beside him blankly, and only then did he realize that their suzerain had been observing that person for a long time, and seemed to be waiting for the moment when he finally stepped into the sect.

Duan Liu remembered the events of that day for a long time, until later he would often mention it to others.

That day when the former suzerain saw Yan Liang dragging his seriously injured body and trying his best to come to the mountain gate with his last strength, he finally came forward to meet him, and asked with a soft sigh, "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Yanliang's request was simple: "I want to ask the suzerain to accept me as a disciple."

He didn't seem to have the strength to say any more, so he could only look at the suzerain panting, his eyes were so dark that it was like falling into twilight.

The suzerain laughed: "Why?"

Yan Liang said: "Because I want to be the master of the Yanchen Sect, so I must become your disciple so that I can inherit the position of suzerain in the future."

Hearing his answer, Duan Liu, who was on the sidelines, opened his mouth and almost suspected that the suzerain would immediately change his expression and shoot Yan Liang to death.

But the suzerain didn't, he just restrained his smile, changed his expression and asked, "Why are you focusing on the position of the suzerain?"

Yan Liang stared into the suzerain's eyes, and the words he said were like brand marks: "Because I have someone who must be killed."