Even the devil will cry after losing his memory

The hall master and disciples of the Dust Sect have traveled across the world of cultivation for many years, followed their lord through life and death, once were besieged on the top of a mountain and killed thousands of enemies to break through, and once fell from the sky when the Zhengdao held a meeting to frighten the crowd so that the whole Zhengdao dared not speak.

They never missed the days when the knife was licking blood. Later, under the leadership of the lord Yan Liang, the Yanchen Sect swept the world, and they never slacked off on the majestic days.

The principle of the Yanchen Sect is to be ruthless or unreasonable. In the past, the rule of the Yanchen Sect was that anyone who looked too upright to enter the sect had to be rejected several times, so in order to enter the sect, in order to secure a stable position in the sect, Few people even deliberately pay attention to dressing up to look like a fierce god.

But they never imagined that they used to think hard about how to make themselves look more fierce, but one day they would be forced to put on a smiling face in front of others.

Now Duan Liu is standing in the training ground of the Yanchen Sect, looking at the group of disciples in front of him, his face is battered and there is almost a kind of suffocating despair.

"That guy, that's right, it's you, the one standing at the front, why did you pick a strand of red in your hair? Are you trying to scare our lord to death?"

"And you, don't look at who you are, do you think the weather is not cold enough? What are you doing with your chest exposed? You still have a ring on it. Who are you going to show? What if the Lord is angry and cries? ?”

"Don't stare, don't stare, what are you looking at, are you going to kill someone? Huh?"

"Be kind to me. Smile, yes, yes, and show your teeth."

Duan Liu wished he could have eight mouths, so he scolded everyone in front of him. He checked everyone carefully, and after everyone passed the test, he tapped the ground with his long scabbard and said loudly: "When the lord comes, you can smile at him. Smile like me. Practice it every time you come. Three two one, laugh."

Everyone shook their heads in a bewilderment imitating Duan Liu's appearance and squeezed out a smile. Immediately, Duan Liu felt that there were hundreds of monsters with young crops and fangs in front of him.

Duan Liu: "..."

He held his forehead, wondering why he was doing such a thing now.

The cause of course still has to be traced back to the memory loss of their Lord.

Three months ago, their lord broke through the Zhige realm and left the back mountain, becoming the only top powerhouse in the cultivation world.The former Demon Lord Yanliang was indifferent and taciturn, but his ordinary eyes could scare Zhengdao into running around, but just by appearing, he could make people panic. After that time, he led all the evil people to come to Zhengdao when Zhengdao held a grand meeting. The number one sect, Tianwen Mountain, drew a sword mark on the top of Tianwen Mountain with the sword in his hand, and used this as a warning that Tianwen Mountain would disappear within half a year.

Tianwen Mountain was panicked up and down, not only that, the entire Righteous Way was in danger, and with the bloodbath of Qiongluo Mountain by the Demon Venerable, no one would think that Yanliang was just bluffing.

The rest of the Yanchen Sect also cheered up because of these words, and everyone was practicing desperately and eagerly waiting for the next battle.

But not long after that, one day Mozun Yanliang received a letter. After reading the letter, he turned around and ordered Duan Liu to stay in the Yanchen Sect, and left the mountain gate alone, saying that he was going to deal with something, and then Just lost track.

Afterwards, Duan Liu searched around to find the trace of the Lord, and the entire Yanchen Sect was also very nervous, but until now, they finally welcomed their Lord back.

But no one could have imagined that not only did they find the Lord, but they also found an extra son-in-law.

Duan Liu thought of the uncle of unknown origin, and couldn't help sighing at his subordinates, although neither he nor the rest of the Dust Sect sect knew that guy named Wen Lingyuan, nor did he know where he came from. Come, but they found the painting of Wen Lingyuan in Yanliang's room, and they could no longer persuade Yanliang to tell him that Wen Lingyuan's background was wrong.

Yan Liang insisted on believing in his feelings for Wen Lingyuan, thinking that Wen Lingyuan was his husband, because of the painting as evidence, he would not listen to anyone, let alone let Duan Liu and others touch Wen Lingyuan.This left Duan Liu with no choice but to let Wen Lingyuan continue to stay in the Yanchen sect as the husband of Yanliang.

It's just that they don't know when their suzerain will be able to remember the past, when will they be able to see the true face of this guy, and then lead them to kill all directions like before.

Duan Liu fell into deep despair thinking about these things, and at this moment, the faces of the dust-weary sect disciples froze with laughter, and they couldn't help grinning awkwardly and said: "Master Duan, we can put away our smiles. Yet?"

Duan Liu shook his head, wiped his face, and waved his hand to stop everyone. He cheered up and was about to teach everyone what a standard smile is. At this time, familiar footsteps and laughter came from not far away, and Duan Liu's face changed slightly. Quickly stood up again and raised his hand to everyone, saying: "The lord is here, the lord is here, remember what I said just now, laugh at me, the atmosphere should be gentler and cheerful, the lord is very sensitive now, you must Don't scare him."

If their Lord was scared away again, he really didn't know where to look for them.

While talking, Yanliang around the corner took Wen Lingyuan's hand and walked over with a warm smile on his face.

Yanliang finally accepted his identity as the Demon Lord of the Dust-Worthing Sect. These days, his mood has been quite complicated, but fortunately, no matter who he is, Wen Lingyuan will always be his husband. However, they still stayed together, which made him feel a little better, so he gradually began to recover.

Seeing that the weather was good today, Wen Lingyuan invited him out for a walk. He finally stopped shrinking in the room, and gradually began to smile during the process of relaxing. However, he didn't expect that they would come here after walking, and this place There are still so many people.

Yan Liang looked at them with a guilty conscience, even if he knew his previous identity, he still felt that it was not him, and he couldn't imagine himself being sarcastic anyway.

He stopped with a smile on his face, hesitating whether to drag Wen Lingyuan away from here, but before he turned around, everyone on the other side had already noticed his arrival, and under Duan Liu's command, they all showed to him smiled.

...if that could be called a smile.

Yan Liang watched the hundreds of people showing such ferocious smiles to him, and suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and quickly shrank behind Wen Lingyuan.

Wen Lingyuan patted him on the back without a smile, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to see them?"

Before Yan Liang could make a sound, he continued to comfort him, "We don't need to see each other."

Yan Liang shook his head, put his forehead on Wen Lingyuan's shoulder, and whispered, "They don't look like good people."

And thinking that he was actually the leader of them reminded him even more of what a wicked villain he had been.

He was thinking sullenly in his heart, and couldn't help poking his head out from behind Wen Lingyuan to look at the group of people. When he realized that the group of people were still staring in his direction, he immediately acted like a frightened little animal again. He retracted his head back again.

His actions shocked Duan Liu on the other end and everyone behind him.

Duan Liu beat the heads of the people beside him heartbrokenly, and said in a low voice: "Let you work hard, you see this scares the Lord again!"

A look of grievance appeared on the ferocious faces of those who were beaten.

"We don't want to, but I'm born like this."

"My hair is natural and I can't help it. Hall Master Duan, you can't shave it off for me."

"I only intimidate and don't smile. Hall Master Duan, you are making things too difficult for me. Speaking of which, how can the Lord lead us to level the righteous path now? We have let everything out and we will kill Tianwen Mountain within half a year. It's been three months now, we're going to go out and say we're just joking, won't they think we're a dust-hating sect and we're helping fools?"

Duan Liu's complexion was getting worse and worse by what they said, and he couldn't help saying loudly: "Shut up!"

This time, not only the people behind them all shut up and started to clean up seriously, even Yan Liang who was not far away was frightened and trembled slightly, blinked his eyes and stood up straight.

Duan Liu: "..."

He quickly put on a smiling face and comforted him: "Isn't this subordinate talking about you, your lord? Your lord came at just the right time. Please take a quick look at these brothers from our Jiyuan Hall, who were arranged to stay in the main hall. He is also the brother who usually guards the sect and does the most work for the sect master."

Facing the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him at this moment, Yan Liang couldn't find any sense of familiarity from them, and the tension increased a lot.

Duan Liu devoted himself to dismantling Yan Liang and Wen Lingyuan, even now he still has not given up, he finally saw Yan Liang coming out of the room, and immediately said: "My lord, since you have come out, why don't I take you to the Zongmen?" How about looking elsewhere and meeting other people too?"

Yan Liang looked at Wen Lingyuan behind him with some hesitation.

Wen Lingyuan said gently: "You can do whatever you want."

Yanliang originally didn't want to have too much contact with other people, and only wanted to stay with Wen Lingyuan, but now that he heard what Wen Lingyuan said, and Duan Liu kept persuading him, he immediately hesitated again.

Maybe he should really try to get in touch with his past self, so as to live up to his considerate husband?

He hesitated again and again, but in the end he agreed to Duan Liu's request. Duan Liu finally got Yan Liang to agree, and he happily led Yan Liang to the depths of the sect, leaving Wen Lingyuan where he was.But Yan Liang was led away by Duan Liu, and couldn't help looking back at Wen Lingyuan's figure, but he was led into another courtyard.

So only Wen Lingyuan was left in the field, facing the hundred or so disciples of the Dust-weary sect alone.

After Duan Liu and Yan Liang left, everyone immediately returned to their original nature. They all looked at this unknown man who claimed to be their lord husband with amusement. Many people even picked up the weapons in their hands and walked towards Wen Lingyuan slowly. near.

However, just as they approached, Wen Lingyuan glanced at them indifferently, but turned around and left this place suddenly.

Everyone's movements and expressions froze for a moment, and they looked at each other for a while before saying, "Why did this guy leave?"

"Are you scared?"

"Tch, so he really didn't dare to face us alone without the Lord here."

"The ghost knows where this guy came from. When the lord saw his face clearly, I immediately went up and tore his lying mouth."

Wen Lingyuan didn't hear what everyone said, but he didn't even need to think to guess what they were going to say.Wen Lingyuan didn't care about this, he just returned to Yanliang's attic alone after leaving the crowd.

This is the first time he came back to this attic alone without Yanliang by his side.

He stood in the attic, turned around and looked at the portrait of himself hanging on the wall. This portrait has actually been around for a while, the paper is slightly yellowed, and he in the painting is much younger than he is now, like a teenager look like.

After staring at the portrait for a moment, Wen Lingyuan moved his eyes to the bottom of the portrait, and finally landed on the lampstand next to him.

That's where he stood when he first came to the attic to confront Duan Liu.

And the lampstand happened to be blocked behind him.

Now Wen Lingyuan stepped forward, fiddled lightly with his fingertips on the lampstand twice, and he didn't know where he touched the mechanism. After a few short and slight sounds of the mechanism, the ground suddenly shook lightly, and then there were floor tiles Moved away from the side, revealing a cave in the ground.

There was no surprise in Wen Lingyuan's eyes. He picked up the burning candlestick casually, bent down and walked down the steps slowly.

Night pearls were embedded on the cold and damp stone wall as a lighting tool, and the narrow passage came to an end in a short time. Then Wen Lingyuan pushed open the stone door in front of him, and stepped into a dark secret room.

In this secret room, there are simple mattresses and bookshelves full of secret books in the corner, but other than that, there are only blue-gray stone walls and the names carved with sharp tools on the stone walls.

Those names were all over the wall, scratched out by a sharp knife, and wiped away by blood, as if they were unforgettable, but they should be hated to the bone, densely packed, all of them were "Wen Lingyuan".

Wen Lingyuan stopped.

He held up the candlestick, and under the light of the flickering candle, his side face seemed to be written with the traces of the passage of time. He looked at the words quietly, raised his other hand and gently stroked the sunken marks, his eyebrows and eyes were soft It was as gentle as when touching the corners of Yan Liang's eyes at night, and then he laughed silently.