Master, please stop your playful behavior

"Han'er, wake up!"

"Don't get up yet, little slob, the sun is drying your ass!"

"Okay, okay, don't study, learn to stay in bed?"

who?Who is calling?

uh... so noisy

Shan Yunhan had a splitting headache and was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes at all, let alone someone who could talk, so he simply covered his head with the quilt, turned sideways, and wrapped himself tightly.

But the man who called him was very slippery, he hugged him from behind without saying a word, and kept arching forward, even found the hollow of his shoulder and rubbed it back and forth.

"Don't go to sleep, I specially got up early to cook the porridge, if I don't wake up again, it will be cold..."

This aggrieved and soft tone, as if it would not be surprising to cry the next moment.

The other party can not only grind, but also knows that the weakness of the person squatting under the quilt is in the waist and abdomen, so Shan Yunhan had to get out to breathe.

The breeze passed by, and the warm sunlight slanted in from the paper window, just shining on the sleepy face, and suddenly the eyes were bright.

sleep hell!

Who is it that disturbs people's peace early in the morning!

Although his mind was buzzing, the first thing Shan Yunhan did when he turned his head was to kick this noisy guy down.

But, that kick fell through.

He couldn't help but rubbed his eyes until his eyes turned red, only to realize that the small room was empty except for a few simple pieces of furniture.

Delusion?

The heart seems to be emptied.

Even though he was gasping for breath, he was still suffocating with chest tightness.

Obviously, it exists.

But there was actually a bowl of porridge on the stool beside the bed.However, it seems that it has been left for a long time, and it becomes a paste and cold ice heart.

Even so, Shan Yunhan still held the wooden bowl carefully, held it in his hand for a long time, and took a sip by accident.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's cold, it can always keep your mouth warm when you eat it.

The eyes were moist and inevitably blurred, and a few drops of crystal water fell into them.

clatter clatter.

strangeness…

Why are you crying?

Just because it's not sweet?

Not tasty, hard to swallow.

But at this moment, with a creak, the half-covered wooden door was pushed open, and the movement was a bit loud, which made Shan Yunhan's nerves tense up suddenly.

"Who?!"

"Ah! It's me! Xiaozhu!" The person outside the door had just finished answering him, and then quarreled endlessly with the teenager beside him about other matters. "Don't pull me! Leng Lan, if you stop me again, I won't be polite!"

"..."

I saw two youths in black clothes with similar appearance coming one after another, one of them was full of energy and enthusiasm.The other looked indifferent and alienated.

The two of them half-kneeled down at the same time, and called him: "Lord Shan."

"……what?"

Shan Yunhan looked suspicious, and replied: "My surname is not this, who are you?"

After hearing what he said, Xiao Zhu rushed over and grabbed his hand, crying.

"My lord, you don't remember again? You don't remember Xiaozhu, and you don't remember... We are your hidden guards, the closest people to you!"

Why is this sentence so familiar... It seems that I have heard it before.

Did you really forget something?

But at this moment, he just wanted to ask: "Porridge, did you make it?"

"What? Ah, that's..."

The stern young man next to him had sharp hands and eyes, quickly covered Xiaozhu's mouth, and said sideways: "Yes, he did it. The fire was not well controlled, please forgive me."

"Really?" Xiaozhu's resentful eyes made Shan Yunhan doubtful, but he continued to ask: "Do you know who I am?"

"The former Demon Lord, Yin Han. Your current alias is 'Shan Yunhan', so please don't reveal your real name outside, lest someone with a heart will harm you."

Yun Han...?

"Since you know you are taking office, why do you care about a dead man?" After asking, Shan Yunhan wanted to withdraw his dirty and muddy hands.

Although I don't know why I am here, why there is a demon who is close to him, but people who are used to loneliness always feel that alienation is the best choice.

Whether it is a human or a demon, they should hate him to the bone, right?After all... not many died because of him in that battle.

Even though he knew that his blood and bones turned into dust after his death, and that the Chengtian seal was protecting the land of Fangze, he still had a grudge in his heart.

In case... something goes wrong again, what should I do?

However, Xiaozhu didn't hesitate at all, and forced him to go outside the house.

"The subordinates said that you don't need to blame yourself, the past is dusty, the important thing is what is going on now."

The long-lost bright light shone directly down, making Shan Yunhan unable to open his eyes for a while.He raised his hand to cover half of his face, but he could vaguely see people coming and going, saying hello to him.

"Morning, Master Shan."

"Ahan, have you eaten yet? I haven't eaten until I come to my house. There are still many at home. Enough!"

Whether it is an uncle who is chopping firewood, a woman doing needlework, or even a half-grown child, they are not afraid of him, so they just rushed to him, hugged his thigh and said, "Brother Han, you got up late, and you didn't bring any clothes today." Let's practice swords and make up for it!"

The smiles on these people's faces were gentle and humble, like old people who had known each other for many years, but he didn't remember any of them.

So unreal.

"here……"

where is it?

"you……"

who is it?

Human or Demon?But no matter what, it shouldn't be...

"This is the Blood Maple Forest. Like my two brothers, they are descendants of the Xuanyuan family that you saved many years ago."

Xuanyuan family?

when?

Ah, feeling dizzy, remembering what Qi Zhi said in the sea of ​​souls, I couldn't help but think of the sea of ​​red flames and blood before my death, which was as tragic as Shura's hell.

How did the two sides fight?

Oh.

No one was willing to shake hands and make peace. From the beginning to the end, only he was too persistent, and it seemed like a farce in the end.

Close your eyes, and remember the day of the Great War, you can still feel the landslides and landslides, and the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Neither side said a word, meeting is a battlefield.

Just when they were fighting in the dark, the man behind the scenes who really caused this situation finally made a move.

The person who murdered the former head of the Xuanyuan Sect and the traitor who wanted him to die in vain are in the same boat.

But how could the despicable people do it themselves?A few words are enough to seduce people.

"Junior Sister Feng, the Demon Lord giving orders is right in front of you, why do you still let him protect you? I heard that he has crippled himself, and he has no power to resist. Now we create an excellent opportunity for you, and he can protect you for a while. You won’t be able to get away, so why don’t you do it? Didn’t you come here to find medicine for your precious son?”

"Oh, just to remind you, Qian Bingjue is tempered on the Lightning Whip. If you don't eat his flesh and blood and absorb his soul power, you may not be able to protect yourself! If you die, what will your son do? This is the only flesh and blood between you and him Ah. Do you want to entrust Gu? To whom? Him? People from the Demon Realm? Look outside, do you think they will keep the enemy's children?"

"Do it, Feng Zhijing!"

"Sister Feng..."

At that time, he was still standing in front of Feng Zhijing.With a thin and sick body, he might not even be able to block the enemy's blow, but he still stood straight and fearless.

Because, I never thought that I would end up like this.

The jade sword that has been longing for for many years strikes from behind and penetrates the vital points.Eye-catching bright red dripped from the white tip of the blade, and there was no other wound, it hurt more than this one.

It was this sword, simple and simple, that hollowed out all his vain fantasies and firm beliefs.

Then, everything got out of hand.

Not long ago, the electric fire and thunder that were still opposing each other were all thrown at him.

In an instant, the way everyone looked at him changed.

It's like looking at an ugly monster, a blood-drinking madman, and a world-destroying lord.

That's right, who can kill all the people who are against him in an instant without blinking an eye?

Still twice.

Fortunately, there are still people who can stop his runaway monster.

When consciousness recovered, it was already a chaotic blood moon, and he could barely recognize Feng Zhijing's pale face.The woman tightly held his bloody neck veins, and the big teardrops rolled down with the blood on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry...really... my sister is sorry for you. Xiaohan, it's okay, I will be relieved right away."

So now, is it rebirth after liberation?

Thinking of this, Shan Yunhan asked casually: "Sister Feng...Feng Zhijing...Is she here?"

"Ah!!!! Did you finally remember?!"

Xiaozhu's reaction was quite strong, but it made Shan Yunhan feel suspicious: "So what?"

It was as if he had lost his memory many times.

The boy was about to answer, when Leng Lan next to him interrupted: "My lord, it has been more than 20 years since you woke up, but you have been in a state of amnesia. It was not until recently that I really remembered the past and recovered."

"More than 20 years..." Shan Yunhan murmured, and asked abruptly, "Since I've been awake for so long, why don't I remember a single thing?"

It's not that he doesn't remember anything, it's just that there is always a layer of silk and white satin in his mind, as if deliberately blocking him from recalling his memory.

unusual.

There must be something important, buried deep.

"Because your soul power is damaged, memory loss happens from time to time. I can't remember what happened a few days ago, let alone what happened in the past 20 years." Leng Lan said lightly, facing Shan Yunhan's question The words have long been familiar, "If you don't believe it, everyone present is a witness, you can ask questions as you like."

Everyone nodded to show the truth.

"..."

The child who just ran over was still holding Shan Yunhan's leg, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yeah, yeah, brother Han always doesn't count what he says, and he won't admit what he said yesterday. It's completely different from before... "

Brother Han...

before?

"Qiu'er, why did you speak to the protector of the law?" Before the child could finish speaking, the back of the head was hammered by his mother. The woman seemed weak, but she directly picked up the disobedient child and gave Shan Yun a cold look. To apologize: "Adults forgive me, but children just speak freely..."

Guardian?

It seems that I really need to make up for the homework of these 20 years.

"It's okay. I broke my promise first, so don't blame him." Shan Yunhan turned to look at Qiu'er, and asked, "I don't like people who break their promises, and I don't want to be someone who doesn't keep their promises. If you have nothing to do now, I will I can immediately take you to find an open space to practice swords."

The child naturally smiled and was extremely happy, but his mother showed embarrassment and looked at the faces of the two teenagers from time to time.

"This……"

"That's it." Shan Yunhan led Xiao Qiu'er, borrowed a broken iron sword casually, and walked towards the depths of the deserted maple forest.

Before leaving, he also specially asked: "I only teach him, you don't steal the teacher."

The implication is, don't follow? !

The two brothers looked at each other, unable to hide their helplessness, but neither of them planned to follow.

After a while, Leng Lan suddenly asked, "Why don't you chase after me?"

"I'm tired." Xiao Zhu asked back with a deep sigh, "It's always like this... how many times?"

"It's been [-] times since he came to Xuefenglin for three months."

"Ah!!! It's not your fault! Let me make it up? Just say that he has been living here, he is the guardian of our demon world, and everyone's brother Han! Why can't he? If he really remembered this 20 years, how do you... explain?"

"Others don't believe you, no matter how much you talk, you will still find the answer yourself." Leng Lan glanced at the desperate young man crouching down with her head in her arms, and said, "I'm leaving, don't forget to ask, take good care of him."

"Hey, Alan, where are you going?"

"Deal with the offal." Ling Bo Ersan walked lightly.Leng Lan's departure was accompanied by a breeze, disappearing from this peaceful and auspicious land for an instant.

The blazing sun scorched the continuous white clouds, dyeing them crimson, extremely gorgeous.But dark clouds came from a distance, and the thunder was rolling, as if they were about to start a war with the owner of this territory.

The sky is thus divided into two, which can be called a vision.

However, people who have lived here for a long time seem to be accustomed to doing their own things.Only Xiao Zhu, who seldom frowned, was anxious in his heart, and said to himself: "This group of people, are they coming again...?"