I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

"Huh? I was in a hurry to find Brother Ning just now, but forgot—"

"When you appeared just now, there was no sound from the gate of the hall."

Ning Cheng took a step back, and quickly sacrificed a few traces of magic power in his hand.

"The gate of the palace was opened before. It stands to reason that only Wenju and military envoys can enter and exit Liyang Palace. How did you break into the palace?"

Xiaoping blinked, with a look of injustice on his face: "Brother Ning, what are you talking about? When I arrived at Liyang Hall, the door was already open. Didn't you open it?"

Ning Cheng frowned, and said: "Yes or no, you know it well, right? The situation was chaotic just now, and I was confused for a while. Thinking about it now, if Feng Shu came to me for something, even if he couldn't contact me with the Lian Yin Curse, he could still contact me." Instead of sending a message across thousands of miles, how could it be so late at night, so that the servants who have already been sent to the Yamen will send a message?"

"This...maybe it's because Brother Ning is staying in the Wudian, Master Feng Juan can't contact you, that's why—"

"How do you know that I am in the Martial Palace, and that there is no sound transmission there?"

Ning Cheng looked at Xiaoping whose face changed slightly, and said, "Besides, since you know I'm in Wudian, why did you go to Liyang Palace to look for someone?"

"It's revealed."

Xiaoping sighed helplessly, and then smiled: "Brother Ning, you are really smart. But, it's too late to find out now, right?"

"is it?"

Ning Cheng didn't wait for Xiaoping to reply, and immediately released the spell in his hand.Seeing that the enchantment technique was almost dodged by Xiaoping, he flipped his hands, and instantly fired ten thousand arrows, and several wind blades shot up into the air, hitting the opponent's vitals.

"Oh. Brother Ning, is this how you treat seniors? It's really sad."

Xiaoping laughed, and cast a barrier to block Ning Cheng's attack.He threw away the iron sword hanging from his waist, took out a slender soft sword, and pointed it straight at Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng tried to use Lianyin Curse to contact Feng Shu, but the message that came out was like nothing.

He thought of Xuehua's eyes full of murderous intent, and also remembered Yuehan's injury, and couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

Compared with him, Xiaoping is much more comfortable.In his hand, the soft sword was like a flexible anaconda, constantly entangled around the opponent amidst the buzzing sound of piercing through the air.

Seeing another sword light sweeping towards him, Ning Cheng quickly backed away, and then concentrating, he summoned a purple lightning bolt and blasted it towards Xiaoping's place.

"Oh, so ruthless."

After the Thunderbolt Curse was struck, dust billowed all around, blocking Ning Cheng's vision.He heard Xiaoping's laughter coming from the smoke, so he raised his hand and formed a circle of wind blades, hitting the surroundings.

"Don't. I don't want to be lenient when you strike so hard."

With giggles, a chain suddenly flew out in the air, hitting Ning Cheng directly, forcing him to take a step back.

...broken bone chain?

Ning Cheng was startled, and instinctively took a few steps back, saying, "You are the one who imprisoned Yue Mu..."

"That's right. For being so smart, I'll reward you with a few more chains."

With a few swishing sounds, broken bone chains rushed from all directions.Ning Cheng couldn't dodge in time, so he had to call out the barrier to protect himself inside.

"bump!"

Countless chains hit the barrier, and the burst of air shook the palace wall, but failed to break the barrier.

Ning Cheng stood in the barrier under his own cover, watching the flying dust billowing in front of him.While supporting the barrier, he tried to contact Feng Shu, but there was still no reply.

He thought of the remains of the umbrella bell spit out by the candle cage, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but ask, "Qi Chuping, what did you do to Feng Shu?"

Although the umbrella bell is lost in the front, Fengshu is behind;

But Qi Chuping's desperate and desperate style of play made Ning Cheng feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

"Clang!"

What responded to him was the chain of broken bones that continued to be thrown.One of the chains hit the beam, directly creating a breach.

"Qi Chuping!"

"Huh? Guess what."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoping flashed to Ning Cheng.He pressed his hand on the transparent barrier, stared at the other party's angry face, and whistled triumphantly:

"Forget it. You want to know so much, why don't you experience it yourself?"

"you……"

Before Ning Cheng could respond, his eyes suddenly went dark, and all the scenery disappeared, even the enchantment under his cover disappeared.

"Qi Chuping, get out!"

The sudden darkness made Ning Cheng shiver uncontrollably.He shouted angrily, but he didn't get any response. He only heard his own shout echoing:

"Get out! Get out! Get out!!"

The echoes grew higher and louder, until at last they became a cacophony of terrible laughter, so sharp that it almost pierced the eardrums.

"Stop laughing! Shut up!"

Ning Cheng's forehead throbbed, and his chest rose and fell faster.Hearing another burst of echoes, he couldn't help but waved his hand, blasting out a cloud of purple thunder.

"boom--"

Following the flashing lightning, the black mist in front of him suddenly dissipated.Ning Cheng only felt that his feet were empty, and his body sank quickly.He was startled, and immediately used the flying technique, which stopped the momentum of his fall.

After Ning Cheng stabilized his figure and saw the surrounding scene clearly, he couldn't help being astonished again.

"This is... the Wanrenshan cave?"

He didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped to the entrance of the cave and ran inside.

"Feng Shu, are you there?"

He shouted eagerly, and when he saw the figure in front of him, he was overjoyed and said, "Feng Shu, you..."

He paused.

It was someone he knew very well.That person had a face similar to Feng Shu's, but there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Palace Master, are you looking for me?"

Ning Cheng looked at the man in the red robe and couldn't help taking a step back.

"You... how did you..."

"Palace Master, it's me."

The man smiled and took a step forward.

"Aren't you anxious to see me just now? Why do you want to hide now?"

"I……"

Ning Cheng looked at the person walking towards him, couldn't help but took a few steps back, and knocked against the stone wall.

A wet, cold and sticky feeling came from the back.With the thin metallic sound, the air was instantly filled with the smell of rust, which made my stomach churn.

"Why, do you still remember this past?"

The person on the opposite side showed a ghostly smile, and with a dodge, he moved closer to Ning Cheng.Ning Cheng was shaken all over, and subconsciously shrank back, but the man only pulled easily, and he was pinched by the neck and pressed against the cold stone wall.

"Isn't it a pleasure to have me by your side all these years?"

The man laughed softly and clenched his hands little by little.

"You are happy, and I am happy too. I like to see you in pain, seeing you betrayed and alone. Seeing you shrink into a ball and dying under the punishment of God."

As he spoke, his brows and eyes became gentle, and his tone softened.

"Palace Master, I admire you so much. I don't want you to die, so I tried my best to pull you back."

"In order not to let you hide from me, I have spent so much effort to seal your memory. I watched your family in this life be ruined, living under the fence, and finally I can only trust me, and I can only rely on me."

"I have spent so much thought and endured for so long, and finally I have waited for this moment. The desperation in your eyes and the trembling in your body are so beautiful that it makes people excited..."

Wind...shu?

Ning Cheng was at a loss, subconsciously grabbed at his waist, and after hearing a muffled sound, lowered his eyes and looked down.

——It’s a silver bell.

The string of bells with purple ears swayed slightly, exuding a faint silver light, which inexplicably made people feel at ease.

Ning Cheng looked at Zisui Yinling, took a hard breath, and said, "No, you are not Feng Shu."

"I am. Or you, Palace Mistress, are you more used to calling me "Feng Yan"? "

The man let go of the hand pinching Ning Cheng's neck, and put his face close to Ning Cheng's ear.

"You should really look in the mirror and see how interesting your expression is."

Ning Cheng coughed a few times, but before he had time to respond, the man suddenly walked up, whispering in his ear, and breathing into his neck.

"My lord, what are you thinking?"

Ning Cheng's heart skipped a beat.The cold touch from his body made him feel goosebumps.

"If you want, we can still have a good time."

"No. You're not."

Ning Cheng panted, stretched out his hand suddenly, and pushed the person close to him away.

"Feng Shu looks like you, but he and you are two completely different people."

"what?"

The man sighed exaggeratedly, and smiled: "Why, my acting skills are so good that you can't recognize the reality?"

He paused, flicked the hanging broken bone chain, and said, "Three hundred years have passed, and your vision of people really hasn't improved at all."

"Is it."

Ning Cheng pressed his neck and said softly: "300 years ago, I mistrusted you, which led to all kinds of regrets that happened later. After that, I never wanted to trust anyone again until..."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Do you know the biggest difference between yourself and him? You used to be in the light, but you insisted on painting yourself in darkness. But he tried his best to go from darkness to light all the way."

Hearing this, the man's eyes darkened, and his face quickly became distorted and terrifying: "What light and darkness are all nonsense! This is the end, do you still want to deceive yourself?"

"No. If I believe what you say, I am deceiving myself."

As Ning Cheng spoke, countless fragments flashed through his mind: You Fuer biting a candied haws and calling out to "Brother Immortal" with her cute face;

There is a picture of Qin He and Qin Ling embracing and weeping in front of the Hall of Disobedience;

The moment Feng Shu was seriously injured and dying after the spirit was subdued;

And when I was in the most pain, I stood by and forced a smile...

He saw a scarred child crying and kneeling in front of a sea of ​​flames, begging himself to save the people inside.

He saw the child caressing the pinch marks on his neck, and said to himself with a smile: Thank you Palace Master for giving me the name.

He saw the child intentionally scald a wound on his beautiful face because he was worried about being hated.

He saw that the child was running in the mountains, and his short back slowly elongated, turning into a familiar appearance.

"Palace Master."

Ning Cheng closed his eyes, recalling Feng Shu's warm and gentle smile, then opened his eyes, looking directly at the hideous person.

"You are not Feng Shu, but Feng Yan. You are dead, and the you you are now is just the epitome of the haze that lingers in my heart, talking about those fantasies that I fear will come true."

"I……"

"You're just my demon, a mirage created by ghosts spitting fog."

Ning Cheng took a breather, and said, "Qi Chuping, how long are you going to play this ridiculous trick?"

As soon as he finished speaking, "Feng Yan" suddenly hissed in pain, and then jumped forward, dissipating into the air together with the blood-stained broken bone chain.

With a violent shock, the surrounding scenes quickly collapsed and disintegrated, and the bloody smell in the nasal cavity gradually faded.

Fengshu, wait for me.

Ning Cheng looked at the black mist rising again, held the silver bell around his waist with his right hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother Ning, let's go!"

Ning Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the surrounding black fog had dissipated, and he had already returned to the Hall of Disobedience.

Standing in front of him was Qi Chuping, who was in high spirits, and a man covered in blood.The man turned his back to him, and the silver umbrella in his hand was shining with golden light, pointing straight at Qi Chuping.

"Fengshu!"

Ning Cheng yelled, but Feng Shu didn't turn his head back, only let out a low growl: "Leave me alone, go!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Shu seemed to have exhausted all his energy, his legs softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Oh, can't stand it so soon?"

Qi Chuping held up the soft sword and swiped away the blood on it with a smile.With brisk steps, he walked up to Feng Shu, and then stabbed hard——

"Fengshu!"

Ning Cheng exclaimed, instantly removed the barrier around him, and rushed in Feng Shu's direction.

There was a sharp pain, which tripped him to the ground.

"Fengshu..."

Ning Cheng ignored the pain and struggled to stand up.But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Feng Shu being stabbed through the heart by a sword.

"No!"

He screamed, and just about to get up, he felt severe pain in his limbs, causing him to fall back to the ground.

Following a wave of fluctuation, the picture in front of him suddenly darkened, and when it recovered again, only a mess remained.

Ning Cheng lay down on the ground, only to see that his hands and legs were entangled by chains full of thorns, and the ground in front of him was empty, where was there any shadow of wind and comfort?

"Why, the play I prepared carefully, is it still good?"

A brisk laugh came from behind, and a touch of whiteness spread across Ning Cheng's neck.

"Just lie here obediently and welcome the upcoming grand performance."

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