sheep hunt

Qingxue secretly observed Han Ziling's expression, seeing that he was so sad, she couldn't help but take two steps forward: "Brother Han, you..."

Han Ziling supported Yun Qingge against a tree trunk, approached Feng Yang with a gloomy expression, who is it?Injured his junior brother Feng Yang, and kidnapped his newly reunited younger brother?

He half-kneeled on the ground, holding Feng Yang's upper body into his arms with trembling hands, his expression fluttered, and Han Ziling shouted to Feng Yang.

Slowly approaching the tip of Feng Yang's nose... Fortunately, fortunately, he is still breathing.

Han Ziling let out a deep breath, and the fear in his heart was a little less.

"Feng Yang? Feng Yang?"

Han Ziling shouted to Fengyang while sending his internal energy along Fengyang's back into Fengyang's body.

Qingxue at the side looked mysterious and unpredictable, looking at Yun Qingge's body leaning against the tree trunk, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and the wrist under the sleeve turned slightly...

"Qingxue."

Han Ziling, who couldn't wake Fengyang after calling for a long time, called Qingxue to stop with a sad face.

Qingxue's body froze slightly:

"Brother Han? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Han Ziling frowned and thought:

"Would you help me get a carriage to the nearest town?"

Qingxue froze for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay. Brother Han, don't go anywhere, you must wait for me here, and I will come when I go."

Han Ziling nodded:

"Even if I want to leave such an eldest son and Feng Yang, I can't."

Qingxue Yangchun smiled, and rushed to the nearest small town.

Han Ziling's eyes gradually cooled down, looking at Qingxue's figure, his expression was extremely complicated.

It was a coincidence that Qingxue appeared today, although he didn't notice it, but just now when he was entangled with Yun Qingge, when the two masked people flew towards them from a distance, he seemed to have seen a handful of flowing water. Like a long sword, it was at that time that Wuhua in his arms reacted.

and so……

Maybe he was wrong, but no matter what, he couldn't take it lightly.

Now this situation is very chaotic for him, so he must keep his clarity.

Han Ziling took a deep breath, trying to support Feng Yang's body, but a groan escaped from Feng Yang's mouth.

Han Ziling was overjoyed:

"Feng Yang?"

At this moment, even Yun Qingge couldn't completely trust the person by his side, the only person he could completely trust was Feng Yang.

Feng Yang's head moved slightly, and his thick eyebrows blinked non-stop.

Han Ziling looked at his overly pale face, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart...

He felt that Fengyang's black eyelashes were like the long-winged black swallowtail butterfly just now, with a slight shake of its wings, it could fly far away, so that he could never find it again...

I don't know where this idea came from, Han Ziling's heart suddenly tugged, no... Anyone can leave him, betray him, only his children, only Feng Yang and Gu Yan can't, can't they?

A forced smile appeared on the corner of Han Ziling's mouth, he wanted to see Feng Yang's smiling face when he opened his eyes, so that Feng Yang's mood would be better.

Under Han Ziling's expectant gaze, Feng Yang finally opened his eyes.

When the black pupils opened, a trace of confusion flashed across them, but they immediately came to their senses.

Han Ziling never imagined that the first thing Feng Yang did when he woke up was to leave him at an unimaginable speed.

"Feng Yang?"

Han Ziling stood up in astonishment, didn't even bother to flick off the dust on his robe, and turned around, staring blankly at the man who was looking at him with a wary face.

"who are you?"

There was tyrannical emotion in Feng Yang's black eyes.

Han Ziling looked at his dark eyes, seeing the strangeness and alienation in those eyes, his heart ached, and he staggered back a step uncontrollably.

How could this be Feng Yang?

How could Feng Yang look at him with such eyes?

How...how could it be!

"Feng Yang? I'm Ziling. Your senior brother Han Ziling..."

Even though his heart ached unbearably, Han Ziling still murmured.

who are you?

He never dreamed that Feng Yang would ask him such a question, how could it be?

Where is the mistake?

What went wrong?

He was only away for a while, wasn't he?

Those eyes full of water made Feng Yang... No, it should be Wan Cheng Mingyi's heart filled with an inexplicable commotion.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the pale, handsome and thin man opposite him: "You saved me?"

He remembered... Before he fell into a coma, he was being chased and killed... It was not the enemy who chased him, but the alien race who wanted to get rid of him. Although the rebels were an organization, there were many races in it, many former The destroyer.Therefore, the leader of the entire rebels is very insecure, not only facing external enemies, but also beware of internal enemies.

That year, he was only in his teens, and he and his elder brother had just returned from training with children of royal blood in various countries...

That time, there were only four people who came back. Although those four people were still young, they already had a certain ability to make decisions. They were also thorns in the eyes of the aliens among the rebels.

Everyone knows it, but they won't stop it, because it's an open secret, an unspoken rule, only those who survive various conspiracies can be the leaders of the rebels, and if they die in various conspiracies...then only It can be said that he is not strong enough.

Back then, Feng Yang was plotted against by a foreign race and was covered in blood. Fortunately, he was rescued by Zhu Yuanye and Han Ziling.

His 'death' also created the leader of the traitor who is now the traitor who brutally kills in a charming smile, Wan Qi Mingyuan.

"Help? No... Feng Yang, when I come back you..."

Wan Qi Mingyi's face was gloomy:

"I'm not Feng Yang."

He turned slightly sideways, and recognized that the sword lying on the ground was what he often carried. With a slight stretch of his hand, the sword was attracted to his hand. He looked at Han Ziling and then at Yun Qingge with indifferent eyes: "If You didn't save me...then—who are you?"

This is a strange Feng Yang, a completely unfamiliar Feng Yang who doesn't know him at all.

Han Ziling tried his best to calm himself down, he is a smart person, his mind turned slightly, thinking about Feng Yang's situation, he realized that the only thing that could cause Feng Yang to change so drastically was his memory... the memory he had lost in the past.

Could it be...

"Master, before asking someone else's name, do you have to give your own name first?"

Enduring the pain in his heart, Han Ziling talked with Feng Yang in the tone of talking to a stranger.

Feng Yang frowned, instinctively he didn't want to tell the person in front of him his name, but, by some coincidence, he still spoke: "Wanqi Mingyi."

"Wanqi Mingyi..."

Very strange name.

Han Ziling was confused:

"Do you know why you are here?"

Han Ziling continued to ask.

Wan Cheng Mingyi looked around, and his pair of heroic brows frowned even tighter:

"This is where?"

Han Ziling lowered his head and sighed:

"Indeed."

He rearranged his expression, and when he looked up again, his face had completely calmed down. He looked at Feng Yang and raised his lips slightly: "Ming Yi, you are right, I saved you, so I will He is your savior, how do you plan to repay the favor?"

Wanqi Mingyi looked stern:

"How do you want me to repay you?"

Han Ziling's eyes softened:

"It's very simple, stay with me, from now on, never leave."

Wan Teng Mingyi was stunned, his heart was suddenly in a mess, without warning, he didn't know why he was in a mess, he just felt the heartbeat in his chest speed up, he didn't know why he was so excited, but this kind of excitement had a great impact on him. It is both familiar and unfamiliar.

His body was even trembling.

He has always asked his emotions not to exceed his control, this time, it is still the same.

So he tried his best to ignore his own feelings, turned his head to one side, and when he turned his head, he saw Yun Qingge.

He immediately became alert again:

"Who is he?"

Han Ziling was slightly taken aback:

"Eldest son, Yun Qingge."

"Yun Qingge?"

Wan Cheng Mingyi repeated it, and his complexion suddenly changed:

"Yun Qingge from Shuiyun Valley?"

People of the same generation are mortal enemies, and they may all be future leaders. How many times have I taught my master, my clansmen, how many times I have mentioned in my ears, what is going on in Shuiyunyougu, and how excellent the successor of Shuiyunyougu is. , what do you have to do to do what...

He had heard the name Yun Qingge countless times since he could remember.

After Han Ziling nodded in acknowledgment, Feng Yang leapt up immediately, stabbing straight at Yun Qingge with the silver long sword...

"No!"

Han Ziling's eyes widened, he didn't expect Feng Yang to be like this now, he didn't even say hello, he did it as soon as he said it.

Fortunately, his inner strength is stronger than Feng Yang's. Before his mind could react, his body had subconsciously jumped between the two of them...