Even the devil will cry after losing his memory

Until Duan Liu was followed by a large group of evil disciples to welcome him into the mountain gate, he saw the majestic Yanchen sect hall, walked through the valley and walked through many buildings, and finally arrived at the attic that was said to be his residence. Unable to speak.

Now his mind was completely blank, he just walked forward blindly, and he didn't even catch what Duan Liu and the others said along the way.

Normally, if he was nervous, Yan Liang would definitely grab Wen Lingyuan's hand and stick close to his side, but this time Yan Liang did not do it again. From entering the mountain gate to now coming to the front of this attic, Yan Liang did not hold Wen Lingyuan's hand. To meet Wen Lingyuan's eyes.He knew that Wen Lingyuan was right behind him, and he could even feel that line of sight, but he didn't dare to look.

He stood in front of the attic in such a dazed state, until everyone waited quietly with him for a long time, finally Duan Liu couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Yan Liang's eyes were slightly red, but this time he did not shed tears. He held back his tears and looked at Duan Liu, without responding immediately.

So Duan Liu could only say more cautiously: "My lord, although you can't remember many things clearly, it doesn't matter. This attic is where you used to live, and the things in it are all that you are most familiar with, my lord. Yes, as long as you see them, maybe you will be able to remember them soon." He then looked back at Wen Lingyuan who was silently following at the end of the crowd, and said meaningfully: "My lord, you can also Just remember who is the one you can trust.”

Yan Liang still couldn't accept his identity, so he asked Duan Liu in a low voice with half apprehension and half anticipation: "What's my name?"

Duan Liu opened his mouth and was about to say the name, but he stopped immediately after he pronounced half a syllable, and shook his head quickly: "No, how can my subordinates directly call you, Lord..."

"Tell me." Yan Liang said in a hasty tone, he even forgot to be afraid at this time.

Duan Liu had a bitter face, but still lowered his head and whispered: "My lord, your name is Yanliang."

Yan Liang.

It was indeed his name.

Yan Liang always thought that they had found the wrong person since he first found out that this group of people had found him, and thought that he was not the lord they said he was at all, but only now did he realize that it was not their mistake at all, but He made a mistake himself, he was indeed the vicious and brutal Demon Lord they were talking about.

After a moment of sluggishness, Yan Liang slowly squatted down, hugging his knees and weeping silently.

Wen Lingyuan who was following behind saw this and wanted to step forward, but Duan Liu glared at him fiercely and pushed him away, then quickly squatted down to comfort Yanliang and said: "My lord, what's wrong with you? Even if you can't remember, you don't have to be so sad! In the future, we will definitely find the guy who caused you to lose your memory, and the guy who tricked you into making you recognize him as your husband. We will tear him up and replace him You vent your anger!"

When Yan Liang heard this, instead of getting the slightest comfort, she cried even more sadly.

Duan Liu and the people behind him were stunned, startled and frightened, frantically crowding around Yanliang and shouting "Honor the Lord", not knowing how to comfort him, Duan Liu was so anxious that his forehead was sweating: "My lord, what sad things do you have? Tell me and let the subordinates and others share your worries!"

Yan Liang sobbed twice, raised his head slowly and finally managed to say: "I never thought I would be a big devil, am I... really bad?"

Duan Liu thought he understood what Yan Liang meant, and immediately nodded and flattered him: "Naturally! Your lord has always said that you are the biggest villain in the world, and no one can compare to you in terms of cruelty. Shanda started killing more than 700 orthodox masters, and the entire cultivation world was shocked. It is said that the blood of those orthodox people was soaked in the land of Qiongluo Mountain. Until now, the mountain still smells of blood. Easy to approach. Also, as long as your name is released, even a three-year-old child will be frightened and dare not make a sound. And in our torture hall, all the punishments in it are the rules set by you personally, In the deepest part of our Yanchen Sect's dungeon, there is an ignorant guy, and every year, you have to interrogate him personally, and the screams resounded through the entire Yanchen Sect, without stopping for three days and three nights."

Yanliang: "..."

Duan Liu almost couldn't stop when he got excited, and then saw Yan Liang's expression before realizing something was wrong: "My lord?"

Yan Liang lowered her head, and was so frightened by what she did that she couldn't stop crying: "How can I be such a person, why am I so bad!"

This time it was the turn of Duan Liu and the others to be silent.

Perhaps it was unexpected that Yan Liang, the Lord of the Yanchen Sect, would say such words one day, and the people present looked at each other and couldn't think of what words to respond to him.

Only Wen Lingyuan saw that Yan Liang was really sad because of this, he came to Yan Liang, leaned over and said softly: "You are not such a person."

It was good for Wen Lingyuan not to make a sound. Now that he came to Yanliang and said such a sentence, everyone's eyes were on him. Under Duan Liu's gaze, the few evil disciples who were near him immediately shot to hold him. Duan Liu stared at him fiercely and said, "Now we can make it clear, all of us can testify that you are not the Lord's husband at all, and we have never seen you before. You approached What is the purpose of the lord?"

Wen Lingyuan glanced at the disciples who were clamping his hands, wondering if they couldn't break free or they didn't want to break free on purpose.

When the conflict happened, Yan Liang saw them restraining Wen Lingyuan, and originally wanted to stop him, but just raised his fingertips, but put them back in a fit of anger.

He looked directly at Wen Lingyuan whose arms were held, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "If what they said is true, then who are you?"

Wen Lingyuan looked at Yan Liang tenderly, he always looked like this in front of Yan Liang, his eyes always had a gentle look, and he always treated Yan Liang extremely indulgently.But now even in this situation, he still has not changed, he said: "I said, I am your husband."

The voice was calm and reassuring, as if it were simply stating the obvious.

Yanliang's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help wanting to immediately agree with Wen Lingyuan's words, but reason made him shrink back a little.Before he could continue to inquire, Duan Liu sneered and said, "You said that you have that kind of relationship with our lord, so it happens that we are at the door of the lord's Star Picking Pavilion right now, so we might as well go in and have a look together Look, if the lord really has you in his heart, then there must be some traces of you left in his residence, but if not, what do you say?"

Wen Lingyuan didn't respond to Duan Liu, he looked directly at Yanliang and said, "Then let you do what you want."

Yan Liang didn't know how powerful he was before he lost his memory, but after he lost his memory, he had never seen such a scene. On the one hand, he was his favorite and trusted husband, but on the other hand, he was able to name him and give evidence to prove his He didn't know who he should believe was right. In this situation, he could only raise his hand and push open the door of the attic under the pressure of their eyes, and then went to the place where he was said to be. I walked in where I used to live.

Pushing open the door and entering the house, the so-called devil's room is not as scary as Yan Liang imagined, on the contrary it is very simple, there is nothing superfluous except for the bed, cabinet, table and other things that should be there, to a certain extent It is not even as good as the hut where Yan Liang and Wen Lingyuan lived in the village. At least there is nothing valuable there, but it is not simple because there are traces of their lives, and it is full of red dust.

And the place in front of me is obviously cleaned every day, the cabinet is clean and beautiful, and all the things are neatly placed on the shelves. Although it looks dignified and noble, it always seems too deserted.

As if just entering the door and looking at this scene, he could taste a faint astringency from it.

Yan Liang couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart, as well as the confusion about the past, he wiped away the tears he didn't dry just now and asked Duan Liu: "Did I live here before?"

"Exactly." Duan Liu didn't think there was anything wrong here, he led Yan Liang to the desk in the room, pointed to the stack of letters on the desk, and a few pieces of written paper on the side and said: "This is where your lord usually handles the important matters of the Dust Sect. This is the letter you wrote last time. It should be sent to Shuiyun City, but something happened to you before we could send it..."

Yan Liang lowered his head and looked at the letter papers. He didn't quite understand the content inside, but the handwriting on them was indeed his handwriting. He had written letters for the neighbor's wife in the village before, so he knew exactly what his handwriting looked like. .

All the evidence points to him being the Lord of the Dust-Wanning Sect. He seems to be unable to escape from this matter anymore. After thinking about this matter, Yan Liang has tears in his eyes, sobbing and not crying out. Immediately turned around and started looking around the room, opening the cabinets and opening the drawers.

He was looking for evidence that he and Wen Lingyuan were husband and wife.

Others, such as Duan Liu, saw his intention and planned to help him find it, but before they touched the things in the house, they were immediately stopped by Yan Liang.For more than half an hour, Yan Liang searched carefully in the room. He was obviously a crying person, but he held back his tears and bit his lip and searched the whole room, from the table to the cabinet to the bed. , He even searched all the layers under the quilt, but even if he searched so carefully, he still couldn't find anything related to Wen Lingyuan in the room.

No.It was as if when he was Yan Liang, the Lord of the Yanchen Sect, there was never any trace of Wen Lingyuan around him.

After Yanliang searched twice, she refused to give up, and then searched for a third time, but she still couldn't find anything she wanted to see.

Seeing this, Duan Liu leaned in front of Yanliang, and carefully persuaded in a low voice: "My lord, you have already searched for it many times, so there is no need to look for it again."

Yan Liang looked back at Wen Lingyuan who was standing by the wall silently: "Husband..."

"My lord, it's time for you to change your mind." Duan Liu frowned and summoned the crowd, "Put this guy into the dungeon, he deliberately deceived the lord while he was away, we, the Dust Sect, must not let him go he."

Seeing this, Yan Liang blurted out almost immediately: "No!"

Duan Liu: "My lord, you..."

Yan Liang looked at Wen Lingyuan's determined expression, and felt a little flustered for some reason, then his gaze shifted slightly, and he suddenly noticed the wall behind Wen Lingyuan.He had already searched for everything around the room just now, if there was anything he hadn't searched for, it should only be the wall.

There was an ordinary landscape painting on that wall, which seemed to be nothing wrong at first glance, but considering other people's evaluation of his past status, it seemed too ordinary for him, as a big devil, to hang such a painting in his room.

Yan Liang walked through the crowd and came to the wall in a few steps, then he raised his hand and opened the painting——

The picture scroll fell instantly, and behind that picture, there was clearly another picture hanging.

The person in the painting is dressed in white and green, handsome and elegant, with calm eyebrows and eyes like a river of clouds, it is Wen Lingyuan.

The moment he saw the painting clearly, everyone in the room was startled. Only Yan Liang stared at the person in the painting, and finally let go of his tight hands. He rushed forward and shouted aggrievedly: "Husband!"

Duan Liu's expression was bitter, and he slightly raised his hand to open his mouth to speak, but Wen Lingyuan on the opposite side was holding Yan Liang, and his eyes swept towards Duan Liu where Yan Liang couldn't see, clearly there was no emotion hidden in it, but for some reason, Duan Liu felt the back of his spine A little cold.

He couldn't say what he originally wanted to say.