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After all, in the novel, Princess Yancheng, the main character’s fiancée, “she” and Lord Yancheng are exactly the same, and the bloody feud behind Xiang Yu’s backside is not described in words. Yu heard something from his mouth, and it was at the age of 15 that he really faced this ugliness.

He had just been forced to learn the pipa that day, and he wanted to tell the Master Yan that the master was incompetent, but he overheard the Master Yan talking about the past, killing his father and mother...

Yan Luofan turned around and left immediately, but how could the movement made by him, who was still inexperienced at the time, be ignored by serious monks?The people inside opened the door to chase after him, but he fell into the water because he dodged in a hurry. Just when the Yan city master was about to do nothing, Yan Chaoyu passed by and noticed the movement here.

No matter how bad the castellan was, he still wanted to save some face in front of his own son, so he simply used the forgetting spell to make Yan Luofan forget everything.

However, as a time traveler, Yan Luofan only forgot the memories of the past ten years, and still remembers the original world clearly, so he came up with the oolong that he thought he had just crossed.

The oblivious spell is automatically dispelled upon the death of the caster—

Yan Luofan saw the formation floating in front of his chest like shattered glass and disappeared after disintegrating. He was a little out of strength and his head was in a mess, but he still comforted Yin Ciyue beside him: "It's okay, just The spell is lifted."

"He actually used Wanggui on you too."

Yan Chaoyu couldn't feel more disappointed.

Before entering Lingu Valley, Lord Yan had always been the perfect father in his eyes, but in an accident, he was hit by a spell cast by the enemy, and happened to get rid of "Wanggui" in the process of undoing it, and he also remembered about him. The truth about my mother's death.

Yan Chaoyu glanced in the direction of the secret realm, and said coldly: "Death is not a pity."

Even the death of the Banquet Lord was not enough to offset those mistakes.

Yan Luofan is now in a complicated mood, as if he has knocked over the five-flavored bottle and restored more than ten years of memory, he can't continue to remove himself from this world for a while, and ignore it, because this is his life, not to replace someone or play someone.

Strange to say, he has been in this world for nearly 130 years, but the memory of more than ten years is enough to subvert the previous cognition.

Everything in front of him is real, not a puppet acting according to the plot, just like Xiaochun's death, just living according to his own life.

Yan Luofan looked at his hand, then slowly clenched it tightly, still in a daze: "I, I am..."

The rest of the words were swallowed back, and he still knew what to say and what not to say, but it was inevitable that he was entangled, whether it was necessary to return to the original world.

If judged according to the time span, he has actually only been in the modern world for 20 years, but he has actually been in this cultivation world for more than 100 years; judging from his emotions, his modern home is a mess, and his father does not love his mother or love him Xiaobaicai here has a brother who treats him kindly, a Taoist companion, as well as a master and friends; even if he uses achievements or something, although his paintings and serial comics are still popular, but!

It is really painful to think about going back and filling in the pits, and I have forgotten everything about the plot.

It's good to stay here, carefree and comfortable.

The way to return to the original world is to follow fate, and forget it if you can’t find it.

At this moment, Yin Ciyue checked Yan Luofan's body with his spiritual sense, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing serious, but he needed to ask one more question: "Ah Yan, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yan Luofan shook his head: "No."

But now there are more important things. After thinking about it, he made a discussion: "Can you not practice too hard before I die? Just work hard."

Yin Ciyue didn't like to hear this, so she didn't speak.

Yan Luofan continued: "This way we can stay together longer."

Yin Ciyue blinked, as if surprised to hear this, he asked hesitantly: "A Yan can't bear me?"

Yan Luofan: "...Isn't that so?" Always being so straightforward is actually quite heart-warming.

Not much to say, if it is based on the original plot, Yin Ciyue's ascent has only been in the past 30 to [-] years, and it is a bit fast to look at it on the basis that he does not intend to leave.He has made up his mind, and after Yin Ciyue's ascension, he will go to the mortal world to play a few laps. Maybe he can become a national teacher and make a golden body for Yin Ciyue, who has become a god, to attract believers or something. It won't be boring either.

Yan Chaoyu saw that the two were "flirting" in front of him, and kept silent for a long time, thinking of the mountain of business affairs in Linguyu, "I'll go back first, as for Yancheng, Luoluo will take care of it."

Why?do not!

But just as Yan Luofan was about to speak to stop him, Yan Chaoyu had already mounted the flying sword and disappeared in place.

"What should I do?"

He was dumbfounded.

Nowadays, Yancheng can only be described as a mess, a mess, and there is no place to cut it. There are collapses and loopholes everywhere, leaving only a little brilliance on the surface.

Yan Luofan, who recognized the current situation, looked at his Taoist companion, and asked after blinking: "Is there a possibility, you go to be a 'National God Beast' to win some support for others."

Yin Ciyue: "...Maybe?"

Yan Luofan took a step back immediately: "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

Next is the unpretentious working time, because as a Jindan period monk, there is no such basic requirement as sleeping and eating, so dealing with things is day and night in a realistic sense. It was day again.

Yan Luofan was so busy, Yin Ciyue was not idle, and was also helping.

"How can someone like to find fault for themselves?"

It can be said that there are 1 people who don't understand the Banquet City Master.

Xiaochun's granddaughter, Xiaocui, came over with tea. Seeing that her new master was in dire straits, she first sighed softly, and when she walked over, she happened to see the bamboo slips, and reminded her: "The county and the city lord, Ancheng has always been against us, so that's for sure. It’s because you’ve been suppressing it, so you should be more vigilant and careful.”

Yan Luofan's head was in a daze, and he nodded quickly after listening to it, changed the approval to rejection, and thanked him by the way: "Thanks to you, I don't know enough about Yancheng and it's easy to make mistakes."

Xiao Cui pursed her lips and smiled, "This is what a servant girl should do."

Yan Luofan yawned, feeling that all the regular characters on the bamboo slips had been turned into tadpole scripts, these things were too embarrassing, he didn't have an idea, so he had to ask: "Chen Wang said that he wants to buy our Yancheng jade, Do you think you should agree?"

Xiaocui thought about it carefully, nodded and replied, "It's not the first time Mr. Chen bought it, so he can trust it."

Then Yan Luofan asked a few more questions, Xiaocui answered very seriously and gave a very serious explanation, which can only be described as meticulous and thoughtful.

In the end, Yan Luofan glanced at the unprocessed bamboo slips that were half a person tall, he turned his head, and shouted earnestly, "Xiao Cui."

Yin Ciyue looked up at him.

But Yan Luofan was immersed in the joy of finding his next family, and continued to say with frowned eyebrows: "I feel that you are quite talented in this area, you are very powerful and very suitable."

Xiaocui was at a loss, but she could tell that she was appreciated: "I will do my best to assist the city lord."

"No." That's not what Yan Luofan meant. Isn't there a fine tradition of abdicating the throne and giving way to the virtuous since ancient times?Let a more capable person sit in this position, and he can imagine the easy life in the future, "How about you being the lord of the city?"

Xiao Cui was stunned, even panic was replaced by confusion.

Even if she had heard her grandmother say that this "Princess Lord" was out of her mind, she really couldn't understand what she said. She had never heard of a little maid casually succeeding as City Lord, "What did I hear wrong, City Lord, you Can you say it again?"

Yan Luofan repeated patiently: "You come to be the city lord."

Worried that Xiao Cui would not want to take over this mess, he hastily added, "If you have any troubles, just come to me. If you lack spirit stones, I will give you a storage bag..."

"City lord, that's not what I mean." Xiaocui hurriedly interrupted, she is not a person who pushes every inch and doesn't know what is good or bad, "How can I be a city lord? It's not suitable!"

Yan Luofan murmured softly, "It's more suitable than me anyway."

Xiaocui couldn't refute, but this was really unreasonable, she took a step back: "I will help the city lord handle the official business."

"Xiaocui, we monks are all busy in cultivation, and we will retreat for hundreds of years. I don't want to do that."

At this point, Xiaocui couldn't refuse anymore: "Then, if the city lord regrets it, he can come back at any time, okay?"

"it is good!"

Yan Luofan responded with a gulp, dropped a sound transmission spirit pendant and a storage bag of spirit stones, opened the door and announced: "From now on, Xiao Cui will be the Lord of Yan City, if someone disrespects her..." Here, full of threats.

After arranging the follow-up, Yan Luofan was afraid that Xiao Cui would go back on his word, so he dragged Yin Ciyue to run quickly, and was still afraid on the way: "If I continue to look at those ghostly symbols, my hair will fall out."

Yin Ciyue laughed for it.

These little things have been settled, it's time to get down to business, "A Yan, when do you want to arrange for the Taoist couple to form a bond?"

"Anything is fine." Yan Luofan took a casual attitude towards this, thinking that it was just a ceremony, and the important thing was the people who participated, not the chosen day.

However, Yin Ciyue attaches great importance to it: "How about setting it on the day of praying for the gods?"

This is not the first time Yan Luofan has heard this name, "Okay."

The Day of Praying to the Gods is indeed a good day. It is rumored that on that day, it will purify the filth of the world, protect the five permanence of the heavens, and have a majestic aura. It is a special festival celebrated by the world of comprehension and the world of mortals. Once, special enough.

But it will take a long time to wait.

Yan Luofan thought for a while and made a decision: "Let's go back to Lingu Valley first."

He has to reconfirm the timeline, and let the idle Yin Ciyue pass on the missing plot. There are many benefits that cannot be missed, and the most important thing is to have a chat with Venerable Xingxi about time travel. .

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