Even the devil will cry after losing his memory

After Yan Liang left Qingzhou, his emotions never recovered. Although he could see Wen Lingyuan again after returning to the Yanchen Sect in two days, but because of what happened not long ago, his anticipation gradually turned into worry.

Sitting in the carriage and looking at the passing people and horses on the road, Yan Liang felt tired after watching for a while, so he put down the curtain of the carriage again, shrunk down and asked Nan Qing beside him, "Those ghosts will keep coming from the ground. Will it come out of the bottom? Will more people be injured? Can we really hold them off?"

Yan Liang's words made Nan Qing laugh. He seemed less worried about the next thing, but more worried about Yan Liang's situation. He opened his arms and said, "Don't be afraid, my lord. The matter will definitely be resolved. If you are really worried If that's the case, why not come to my sister's arms and let me comfort the Lord."

Yanliang: "..."

He looked at the proud chest that the other party deliberately puffed out, quickly turned his eyes away and turned his face to the corner and said, "No."

Nan Qing looked extremely disappointed, she withdrew her hand and said, "Then I can only wait until I return to the Dust Sect and let that person comfort the Lord for me."

"That one" is naturally referring to Wen Lingyuan, although everyone's impression of Wen Lingyuan was not good at first, but now seeing Yan Liang's dependence on Wen Lingyuan, and Wen Lingyuan's gentleness and consideration for Yan Liang, he has never done anything bad , everyone reluctantly accepted this person.

The carriage continued to walk back, Yan Liang was still thinking about the situation outside, after all he had witnessed what happened by the river not long ago, and the group of ghosts attacked Yan Liang several times and almost hurt Yan Liang, so Yanliang knows best how terrifying these things are, and if they happen to ordinary people, what terrible consequences they will cause.

Speaking of this, Yanliang thought of the saint who protected him before. If the saint knew that something was wrong with him, why didn't he intend to expose him from the very beginning, but instead helped him everywhere?

They are obviously opposing forces, and the saint has no reason to do these things for him, let alone he heard that he always targeted the saint in the past.

Yan Liang couldn't figure it out, but at this moment Nan Qing wanted to say more, but the smile on her face suddenly subsided because she sensed something.

Although he couldn't figure out what happened, Yan Liang could feel some strange sounds coming from outside.Not only that, the sound of the carriage also became hasty, Yan Liang opened the curtain to see what was going on outside, but just after the curtain was opened, a pitch-black claw stretched in from the window, almost Squeeze off Yanliang's neck.

Yan Liang screamed and turned pale with fright, but fortunately Nan Qing moved quickly, and the moment his claws approached Yan Liang, he had already snatched him back.

"How many ghosts are there?" Nan Qing hurriedly asked, but the driver outside did not answer for some reason.

The carriage seemed to have lost control suddenly, Nan Qing felt something in her heart, and hurriedly opened the curtain of the carriage, and sure enough, she saw that the coachman had already lay on the outside, with a huge blood hole poked out on his body, and the blood was still flowing Come out.

Yan Liang's eyes widened, his hands and feet felt cold, as if some cruel picture flashed through his mind, but it was only in a flash, and soon Yan Liang had to withdraw his mind to face the current situation.

Nan Qing probed to look outside, counted casually, and said to the Yan Liang in the car: "There are about thirty of them, it seems that both good and evil haven't found this ghost yet, we entered their ambush. "As he said this, he moved the driver who had died of breath to the side, sat on the driver's seat and held the rope while twitching the horse's buttocks while turning his head and said to Yan Liang: "My lord, let's rush out!"

Yan Liang nervously held onto the wall of the carriage, knowing very well in his heart that if it wasn't for bringing him who knows nothing now, they pedestrians would never have to use a carriage to travel, and they would never have encountered such a thing.

He thought a lot of things in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and said: "You can leave with the sword first, there are more than 30 ghosts here, you can't handle it at all, you can go to He Zhi and the others first, or go back The Dust Sect is looking for someone to help..."

He knew that the speed with which he could bring Nan Qing was bound to be limited, and he couldn't get away in such a heavily surrounded situation.

But Nan Qing immediately laughed when she heard his words: "My lord, don't you test the loyalty of your subordinates."

Yan Liang retorted: "I didn't..."

Nan Qing blinked her eyes and said intentionally: "Honorable Master is notoriously cruel and merciless. If I turn around and leave His Majesty thinking that I have betrayed you, and shoot me to death, then I have nowhere to seek justice. So don't worry Well, no matter what you say, it is absolutely impossible for the subordinates to leave you alone."

He clearly wanted to stay, but he deliberately said these words so that Yan Liang couldn't say anything else to dissuade Yan Liang. Protect yourself well."

Only then did Nan Qing smile with satisfaction: "It's only natural."

The next battle is still a situation that dazzles Yanliang, it is already difficult for him to maintain his sanity in this situation, not to mention that he has to try not to hold back and try his best to make Nanqing fight with the group of ghosts more comfortably.

The evil disciples were also fighting beside them. In order to let Yanliang get rid of the ghosts as soon as possible and leave here, everyone led the ghosts away one after another. It didn't take long for the group of guys to disperse, but even so, their fighting power was not enough. Enough to cause headaches, Nan Qing left the carriage with Yan Liang as a burden, and walked forward along another road with the least number of people after the ghosts dispersed.

But what they didn't expect was that they walked along this seemingly uninhabited road, and when they reached the woods ahead, they bumped into several ghosts head-on.

Not only that, the number of these ghosts is obviously still on the rise.

Yan Liang was guarded by Nan Qing, watching him draw a knife to fight those guys, he couldn't help muttering: "Is this here..."

"Yes." Nan Qing waved the knife with a wry smile, and said to Yan Liang in between movements, "This seems to be the lair of those ghosts. We are really lucky."

It is not good to leave from which direction, but I chose this direction.

Yan Liang felt cold in his heart. He noticed that Nan Qing's arm was actually injured. If he continued to be the other's drag, neither of them would be able to leave here. But now, he can still do it. What's up?

Yan Liang lowered his head and clenched his fists, pursed his lips tightly trying to use his true power, but that kind of power was so tiny that there was no way to fight against it.

How did he become the Demon Lord in the eyes of everyone who is trusted by all the dust-wearing sects?

How on earth did he master this power before?

Yan Liang desperately recalled, in this chaotic siege, it seemed that another battle scene appeared in front of his eyes, with blood mixed with tears, and he couldn't stop at all, what was it...

Yan Liang's memory was forced to stop in a moment of blankness, and he heard Nan Qing's nervous voice: "My lord!"

what happened?

Yan Liang raised his head suddenly, and saw two ghosts passing through Nan Qing's side and rushing towards him. He didn't know what was going on in his mind at this time, but almost instinctively, his right hand was like this. lifted up.

It seemed that the real power had been condensed without him needing to recall it, but at this moment, before his real power could be spit out from his palm, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of fluttering clothes coming from behind him.

Almost at this moment, Yan Liang thought about who the person would be, because there could only be one person with such a sound.The saint who was so clean that he was like a fairy even when he was fighting with ghosts.

Sure enough, the moment he thought of the other party, that figure had already arrived at his side, waved away the two ghosts instead of him, and led him back a few steps.

Nan Qing saw this scene from the side, and she couldn't understand the current situation, so she shouted loudly: "My lord!"

But right after he yelled this, he was once again haunted by ghosts, and the saint held Yan Liang's hand tightly and led him to another direction.

Yan Liang quickly called him to stop: "Wait!"

"You will only be a drag if you stay here." As if he had already guessed what Yan Liang was going to say, the saint stopped Yan Liang from what he was going to do with calm words, and then explained: "This place can make Hall Master Nanqing so It's strenuous, actually because there's more than one lair here, let's go to the other side."

It wasn't until now that Yan Liang realized that it seemed that the saint came here was not a coincidence, he came here with a purpose, and that's when he met them.

After confirming that keeping silent would be the greatest help to the saint, Yan Liang immediately shut up and let the saint lead him obediently. Sure enough, the two found a new lair in a short time, and the strength of the saint was far away. He surpassed other people's estimates of him, but it only took half an hour. Yan Liang stood by and watched his movements, and saw that he had temporarily sealed the lair.

According to Yanliang's judgment, maybe the saint hadn't really used his original strength when he was in front of everyone by the river.

The saint resolved the battle much faster than Nanqing just now, but when he finally finished, he went to hold Yanliang's hand, but Yanliang suddenly backed away to avoid him.

The saint raised his eyes slightly, but couldn't see the expression.

Yan Liang said to him: "I can't hold hands with you, I already have someone I like."

The saint was silent for a moment, and seemed to be smiling.

His meaning was really unclear, Yan Liang was a little confused about the situation, and then asked: "Should we go back to help Hall Master Nanqing?"

The saint shook his head and said: "No, we don't need to go back. With the strength of Hall Master Nanqing, he can solve the matter by himself. What we should do now is to leave here, otherwise you may meet other people if you stay for a while longer." Danger."

Yan Liang asked in a daze: "Why?"

The saint didn't explain, he just walked in front, and after a while, he turned around and asked, "Don't you need to pretend anymore?"

Yan Liang ignored his obviously teasing words, and said without panic, "You have already guessed the truth, and there is no need for me to continue acting."

He panicked when facing ghosts, but now after so many scenes, he is finally able to calm down a little when facing people.

After Yan Liang said this, the saint shook his head. He seemed to be in a better mood than before, but for some reason, Yan Liang was still a little nervous to face him. Yan Liang looked at his back for a while and asked : "So where are we going now?"

The saint didn't even think for a moment, and immediately said, "I'll take you to a place."

Yan Liang asked: "Is there any way you can help me contact the Dust-Worried Sect?"

He remembered more than the magic circle that opened for him back then.

The saint turned around and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Liang put down his disguise, his face could no longer hide the matter, he lowered his eyes and said worriedly: "I want to talk to someone, even if it's just a few words, I can't rush back right now, he is now I don't know the situation here, I want him not to worry about me."