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

It was night, and Sulan changed from the calm of the past, with exclamations and cries one after another, mixed with some fighting sounds from time to time.

The fire illuminated half of the sky, and the black smoke slowly rose, and then was pressed down by the heavy autumn wind, making it difficult to breathe.

In front of Wangyun Palace, Ning Cheng stood alone in front of the army.A few soldiers fell not far in front of him, and behind him was a sea of ​​black and red people.

"He is the legendary..."

"The creator of the spell is really extraordinary..."

There was a commotion in the ranks, and the soldiers at the front seemed to be intimidated, and they didn't dare to make the next move, and the arrogance of "must break Sulan" was also extinguished a lot.

Their eyes were wide open, looking at Ning Cheng warily, and occasionally glanced back, waiting for the next instruction.

Several younger soldiers even showed curiosity, but due to military discipline, they had to suppress their excitement and murmured a few words in a low voice.

Ning Cheng stood at the gate of the palace, his face was calm and solemn, but cold sweat was running down his back.

He supported the ground with the Fang Tianhalberd, pretending to be innocent;

And the numbness gradually spreading on the left side was devouring his strength at an extremely fast speed.

At least, delay some time...

The two sides confronted each other, and there was a stalemate for a while.The voices of the soldiers gradually became louder, and the team began to become a little chaotic.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With the sound of three drums, the spear-wielding soldiers all looked condensed, quickly raised their spears, and pushed a little harder to the ground——

"bump!!"

The sound of spears hitting the ground came together to form a loud noise.In an instant, the Yijia National Army was completely silent, and no one dared to whisper to each other.

"beat."

The lazy voice came, carrying the meaning of undeniable.The soldiers standing in front of each other looked at each other, and rushed in the direction of Ning Cheng with an expression of resignation to death.

……

Seeing this, Ning Cheng immediately threw Fang Tianji and inserted the two soldiers at the front into a string.

He gathered the spiritual power in his body, quickly converted it into spell power, and aimed at the clusters of spears.

"call out!!"

Suddenly, a sharp piercing sound came, directly repelling the soldiers who rushed forward.Several awls hit the armor, piercing through the flesh wrapped inside.

A jet-black figure descended, blocking Ning Cheng's front.

"Snow Judge..."

Ning Cheng's tense face relaxed slightly, and said, "Xue Pan, where's Feng Shu?"

As long as Feng Shu puts the silk curtain under the umbrella and cooperates with the formation drawn by the original painting, the Yijia army can be blocked from the barrier.

Ning Cheng thought so.He watched Xuehua keep swinging the awl, and raised his hand to summon the wind blade, shooting down the arrowheads thrown at his side.

But, why didn't Xuepan answer?

Ning Cheng shook his hand and missed a crossbow arrow, so he had to lean back to dodge.He stared at the person who quickly blocked him, gasped slightly, and said:

"Xuepan, where's Fengshu?"

Xuehua's face was livid, showing a bit of fatigue.With a wave of his hands, a gust of wind swept towards the Yijia army, overwhelming a large area in an instant.

Ning Cheng stared at his back, his eyes slowly falling on his blood-stained right hand.

"Snow sentence?"

He took a step back in disbelief, and his breathing gradually became more rapid.

Impossible, Feng Shu Mingming said, he...

"Feng Jue received a sword from me, and now he is nowhere to be seen."

Xuehua resisted the offensive ahead without turning back.What he said made Ning Cheng feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"He voluntarily had a sword pierced through his heart, and he just asked me to protect you."

A sword... what?

Ning Cheng forgot where he was for a moment, and a stray arrow accidentally grazed his waist and abdomen, but he didn't seem to notice it.

He stared blankly at the swaying black shadow, yanked forward, and said sharply, "Xuehua, what did you say?"

Xuehua didn't respond.He broke away from Ning Cheng's hand, pushed him back, and continued to fight the enemy.

"Xuehua!"

Ning Cheng screamed, and was about to rush forward, but was caught from behind.

"Come with me."

In a daze, Ning Cheng felt his collar tighten, and his body flew back quickly.He waved his right hand, desperately trying to break free, but suddenly there was pain on his face, and the force that restrained him disappeared instantly.

He fell to the ground and saw the person standing in front of him clearly by the nearby lights.

"The gate of the city was broken, Sulan is at stake. If you want to mourn here, why not think about how to defeat the enemy."

After the Wanyi boy finished speaking, he patted the ashes on his hands.There were several bloodstains on his body, and his clothes were a little irregular. It seemed that he had experienced a brawl.

"I……"

Ning Cheng looked at the person in front of him, his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.He collected himself, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yiming, have you seen Feng Shu? He—"

"One slap is not enough, there can be more."

Seeing the boy approaching in an instant, Ning Cheng flashed to the left and said anxiously: "Listen to me, that defensive barrier..."

"Feng Pan is clear-headed and knows what to do and what not to do." Yi Ming jumped back, speaking indifferently.

"The guards were sent to various parts of Sulan to defend the city residents, and the guards and prison guards also went to all directions in the palace to stop the invasion of the Yijia army. If you are really the master of Sulan Palace, don't you feel ashamed?"

Ning Cheng fell silent, and after a while, raised his head again.

"In the palace, how many rough stones are there?"

"About ten warehouses."

After Yi Ming finished answering, he cast a sideways glance at Ning Cheng and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Fengshu is not here, no one is operating the silk curtain umbrella. But I think that as long as enough paradoxes are gathered together, a huge enchantment barrier can also be produced."

Ning Cheng took a deep breath and answered quickly.

"you sure?"

Ning Cheng thought about the armor of the Yijia National Army, which was densely nailed with rough stones.He quickly thought in his mind, then nodded:

"Although I'm not sure, it's theoretically possible. Instead of being at a loss here, why not give it a try."

Yiming glanced at Ning Cheng, and said: "How does this method work and how does it work? If it fails, all the citizens of Sulan City will be buried with you for your hasty decision."

"Otherwise, what good idea do you have?"

Ning Cheng pressed his numb left shoulder, a little discouraged.

Seeing this, Yi Ming frowned, and pulled Ning Cheng's left arm.He ignored Ning Cheng's painful expression, took out a small bottle from his arms, and sprinkled the medicine powder inside on the wound.

"This is?"

"Dispelling Du Powder, it can cure the poison on your body."

Yiming let go of Ning Cheng's hand, took the bottle back, and said, "When I was young, I was poisoned by snakes and almost lost my life. From then on, I became interested in poisoning skills, and I also refined many poisons and corresponding antidotes. "

Ning Cheng moved his lower arm, and felt the numbness subside a lot.He remembered the poisoned flying knife he had seen before, nodded, and said, "Thank you."

Yiming gave him a complicated look, and wanted to say something, but stopped again.

Ning Cheng didn't notice his expression, turned his head to look left and right, and said, "Yiming, you just..."

He was halfway through speaking, and when he saw the people rushing towards him, his expression changed: "Xue——"

"I set up an enchantment at the gate of the palace, and the enemy troops will not be able to enter for a while."

Xuehua's body was full of wounds, and she looked a bit embarrassed.He glanced at Ning Cheng, then quickly turned his head to look at Yi Ming, and said:

"Where is Ling You?"

"He clamored to join the war, but I knocked him unconscious and threw him in Wuju."

Yiming answered briefly, but Xuehua was obviously relieved, and then he straightened his face and said: "Where is Huafan? He just sent a message saying that the moon sentence is fine, and then there is no news. Could it be that fighting is tiring, Are you going to hide in Wuju as well?"

Yi Ming said: "I have never met Hua Pan, so I don't know where he is."

"After everything is settled, I will let Gong... and teach him a good lesson."

Xuehua said through gritted teeth, and looked at Ning Cheng unnaturally.Seeing the questioning expression in Ning Cheng's eyes, he twitched his eyes and turned his face away.

"Xuepan, the wind soothes him..."

"I'm not used to wielding a sword with my left hand, so I missed my aim and only stabbed him in the side. Later, I saw that there was something wrong with Wu Dian, so I went to check, but I didn't pay attention to where he went."

Speaking of Fengshu, Xuehua still had some anger in his eyes.

"Xuepan, Fengshu didn't—"

"He never slaughtered my relatives, but the Hualin murder was indeed caused by him, didn't he?"

Xuehua interrupted Ning Cheng sharply, flicked his sleeves, and said: "He trapped me in the barrier, showed me the memory image, and explained the whole story of the bloody case. Yu Li, the Hua family was sorry for the Su family first, and even conspired Rebellion is indeed a crime worthy of death. But Yuqing, but..."

His voice lowered, and his expression was contradictory and painful.

"Yu Qing, they are still... my family."

Ning Cheng fell silent.He pursed his lips and said, "So, you—"

"Feng Juan is good at healing spells, so nothing will happen."

Yi Ming at the side suddenly interrupted.He folded his hands, squinted at the two of them, and said, "I want to chat, can we wait until the matter is resolved?"

Ning Cheng watched the fire coming from the palace gate, and closed his mouth.Xuehua also looked at Yiming with some embarrassment, quickly adjusted his state, and said:

"I'll go back to Huaxue Palace to bring in reinforcements. You stay at the gate of the palace for the time being, and take care of... this person."

"Wait. Since I have to face a large army, how can I take care of others?"

As Yiming said, he pushed Ning Cheng towards Xuehua's direction, and said: "You promise Feng Juan, and you can handle it yourself."

"Wait, can I choose myself?"

As soon as Ning Cheng interjected, the two of them turned their heads together and said, "No."

Ning Cheng looked at Yi Ming with an indifferent expression, and at Xue Hua with an ugly expression, feeling an urge to curse.

Why, feelings themselves are treated as a drag bottle?

Also, what is Wuju?Why is there a rescuer in Huaxue Temple?Don't worry about talking to yourself, you two, decide on your own whether others will stay or not!

Ning Cheng had a secret in his heart, but he could only watch Yi Ming go away, leaving himself and Xue Hua where they were.

"Let's go."

Xuehua seemed to want to show a bit of politeness, but she was used to making faces with Ning Cheng, her whole expression and tone seemed very strange and blunt.

With a flick of his sleeve, he covered Ning Cheng under the drifting technique, and led the people to fly in the direction of Huaxue Palace.

"Wait, I can walk by myself..."

Ning Cheng walked forward passively, half of his eyes were dead.He looked at the branches that barely passed the corner of his eyes, and felt that everything was so familiar—so familiar that he wanted to raise his hand and punch Xue Hua in the back of the head.

He listened to the whistling wind in his ears, and thinking about the conversation just now, his hanging heart gradually calmed down.

Since Feng Shu is fine, he will never ignore Abandon Sulan, and will definitely open a defensive barrier to repel the Yijia army.

After Ning Cheng felt relieved, he took a breather and asked the person in front of him, "Xue Pan, where is the Wuju you mentioned just now?"

"It's a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, three miles away from Wangyun Palace."

Xuehua responded, and added: "That is Yiming's residence, which is convenient for him to pick poisonous weeds and hunt poisonous animals."

"The wooden house..."

Ning Cheng silently nodded and wrote it down.

Due to the use of spells to take off, the two soon came to Huaxue Palace.Xuehua glanced at Ning Cheng, beckoning him to follow, then quickly turned left, passed the sunken paper screen door, and stepped into the west hall.

Ning Cheng followed closely behind Xuehua, watching him walk around the black sandalwood kang table and walk to the chessboard on the right side of the hall.

"This chessboard..."

"It was left behind by the previous judge."

Xuehua replied, quickly stretched out his hand, and slapped the Go table vigorously - all the chess pieces floated in the air in an instant, making a buzzing resonance.

"Sulan is in trouble, come quickly!"

Xuehua snorted, and with a flick of his sleeves, the black and white pieces spun in the air, and then hit the chessboard like raindrops, spelling out a gossip pattern.A faint blue light flashed from the pattern, which quickly disappeared.

"Before Senior Chess judge left, he told me: If Sulan is in trouble, you can use this chessboard to contact him."

Xuehua frowned, and manipulated a white stone to land on Tianyuan, and from the middle abdomen to the lower part, he used black stones to spell out the character "A".

He stared at the chess pieces that had sunk into the chessboard, and said: "Although senior has resigned from the position of civil judge, after so many years, he still cares about Sulan very much, and occasionally visits the city."

"The chess judge... has returned to Sulan? Where is he now?"

Ning Cheng was full of thoughts, while Xuehua glanced at him, and said: "Senior, it is inconvenient to show up in front of others, and only came a few times quietly. He retired with the three seniors of Qin, Shu and Hua. Where exactly is he? , is unknown.”

After speaking, Xuehua looked at the four white stones floating out of the chessboard, and waved his hand to restore the chessboard to its original shape.

"The four seniors of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are rushing to Sulan. I want to go back to the palace gate to kill the enemy, so you can stay here."

The author has something to say:

I hope everyone will not dislike Xuepan too much. After all, the Hualin murder case is a hurdle that he cannot overcome, and it is also an obsession that has been buried in his heart.

He was able to regain his sanity in time, and it was not easy to stab Feng Shu once (and he stabbed crookedly, Ling You is so pitiful in comparison Q?Q);

As for Xiao Chengzi, who is only three seconds handsome... Let's be considerate of him as a delicate (?) handsome man (?).