Chapter: 2586
"Really, those are indeed ordinary beads. You are Zhuo Wen and I am Mu Chenxue. We are lovers. I remember everything between us!"
"You once said to me brazenly that you want me to be the happiest woman in the world, stand at the peak of this continent, tear down the nine clouds and stars for me, and come as a dowry gift to marry me Isn't it?"
"In order to get rid of the cold poison, you stayed up every night and relieved my pain, comforted me non-stop, and told me various interesting stories, and my favorite is the story of Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan."
"You once chased Yan Ruhuo and Elder Linghuo alone for me. For this reason, you did not hesitate to fall into the danger of dying, and even became the enemy of the whole world. Decide."
"I remember it all, really, don't worry about me!"
Having said that, Mu Chenxue pinched the memory bead, and then hugged Zhuo Wen tightly in his arms.
"Really, Chen Xue, you really remember everything, that's great, you've remembered it all, the common memory between us, it's a memory that only belongs to the two of us, it's really great."
Zhuo Wen embraced Mu Chenxue's willow waist, returned to normal, and muttered happily in a low voice.
But he didn't see that two lines of tears had already flowed down the beautiful face of the woman who was deeply buried on his shoulder.
Mu Chenxue is very clear that what she said is not what she really remembered, but what she saw from the blue fire in the memory beads before, because these are the three most profound things between her and Zhuo Wen. Memory, so the picture displayed by the memory beads is the clearest.
And Mu Chenxue also knew that the bead in Zhuo Wen's hand was indeed a memory bead, because as the bead shattered, she could already clearly feel that the sea of ??consciousness began to become chaotic, and her headache became a bit severe.
But she didn't say it, she just needs to pretend to smile and comfort the vulnerable man in front of her.
Even if she has no memory, she can still feel that she loves the man in front of her very much, so she doesn't want to make him sad or sad.
Because the sad look of the man in front of her made her feel more uncomfortable than her own headache.
Sometimes, for the one she loves, she can really do anything, even if it goes against her heart and harms her own interests.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away from Fentian City, a group of people came through the air. The breath in this group of people surged like a deep sea vortex, constantly sucking in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and setting off endless hurricanes around them.
At the head of the group, an extraordinary young man walked slowly. The young man had a blue halo on his head, and his body was filled with aura, transforming into a phoenix shadow flying with wings spread out. The sound of the howling phoenix could be faintly revealed in his body.
"Fentian City is in front of us. I really didn't expect that in this remote southern barbarian, among the lowly warriors, there would be someone who could have the blood of the Phoenix and the blood of the Xuanwu in their bodies."
This handsome young man licked his lips and murmured in a slightly mocking voice.
"The young master may not know that if it is a lowly warrior from the southern barbarians, it is impossible to accumulate such a high-level bloodline, and even apart from the Middle Earth, it is impossible for the other four regions to have a warrior with a special bloodline."
"However, the Burning Heaven Sect of the Southern Man and the Ice and Snow Palace of the North Pole belonged to a long time ago. A branch of our Binghuo family was kicked out of Middle-earth by the family because of a big mistake and settled down outside Middle-earth. That is the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace."
A grey-haired old man with a slightly stooped appearance slowly walked up to the young man, and a deep voice sounded slowly, explaining the origins of the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace.
"I've heard about this too, but it's just a sub-clan, and it's been so long, and I'm quite surprised that they can still produce Phoenix blood and Xuanwu blood." The young man laughed.
The gray-haired old man's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Young master, you really don't plan to report this matter to the family? After all, the Phoenix bloodline and Xuanwu bloodline are still relatively important resources for the family."
"No need, since they are members of the branch clan, it means that the power of blood in their bodies is definitely not that strong. In order not to waste the power of blood, they should all contribute their special blood to me to improve My blood."
Having said that, the young man licked his lips, his eyes exuding an extremely frightening cold light.
"Xinghua and the others should have arrived in Burning Sky City. With their strength, they can almost bring back those two little fellows with bloodlines, huh..."
The gray-haired old man was silent for a moment, then murmured in a low voice, but soon, his words stopped abruptly, and his right hand froze in mid-air.
"Old Fang, what's the matter with you?" The young man also noticed the strange behavior of the old man and asked in surprise.
"Xinghua and his party sent here have already died." The gray-haired old man said with a gloomy expression.
The young man narrowed his eyes, and said in disbelief: "Dead? How is it possible? The fourteen people brought by Xinghua are all in the Holy Land of the Sky. I'm afraid this kind of saint has never been owned by the Southern Barbarians, right? Who can kill Xinghua and the others?"
The young man was shocked, even the gray-haired old man was in a depressed mood, and he couldn't figure it out. In Burning Heaven City, it is impossible to have a strong man who can kill the Sky Saint Realm.
"No, another person has fallen one after another. Thirteen people have died, and now there are only two people left. This..." the gray-haired old man growled with his face changed drastically.
And this sentence caused the young man's face to twitch and his eyes showed anger. Who is it? Who actually killed him from the Binghuo family.
"Let's go! Enter Fentian City and have a look. I want to see who has the courage to kill members of my Binghuo family."
The young man let out a cold snort, and with the gray-haired old man and his party, they turned into a long rainbow, disappeared in place, and headed towards Fentian City.
In Burning Sky City, Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue hugged each other tightly, and then they separated. Zhuo Wen stared at Mu Chenxue, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
At this moment, Mu Chenxue had tears in the corners of her eyes, her face was pale, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, as if she was enduring some kind of extremely severe pain.
"Chen Xue, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Wen asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, let's get out of here quickly, didn't you say to take me far away?" Mu Chenxue said with a forced smile. JrNovels.com
"You once said to me brazenly that you want me to be the happiest woman in the world, stand at the peak of this continent, tear down the nine clouds and stars for me, and come as a dowry gift to marry me Isn't it?"
"In order to get rid of the cold poison, you stayed up every night and relieved my pain, comforted me non-stop, and told me various interesting stories, and my favorite is the story of Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan."
"You once chased Yan Ruhuo and Elder Linghuo alone for me. For this reason, you did not hesitate to fall into the danger of dying, and even became the enemy of the whole world. Decide."
"I remember it all, really, don't worry about me!"
Having said that, Mu Chenxue pinched the memory bead, and then hugged Zhuo Wen tightly in his arms.
"Really, Chen Xue, you really remember everything, that's great, you've remembered it all, the common memory between us, it's a memory that only belongs to the two of us, it's really great."
Zhuo Wen embraced Mu Chenxue's willow waist, returned to normal, and muttered happily in a low voice.
But he didn't see that two lines of tears had already flowed down the beautiful face of the woman who was deeply buried on his shoulder.
Mu Chenxue is very clear that what she said is not what she really remembered, but what she saw from the blue fire in the memory beads before, because these are the three most profound things between her and Zhuo Wen. Memory, so the picture displayed by the memory beads is the clearest.
And Mu Chenxue also knew that the bead in Zhuo Wen's hand was indeed a memory bead, because as the bead shattered, she could already clearly feel that the sea of ??consciousness began to become chaotic, and her headache became a bit severe.
But she didn't say it, she just needs to pretend to smile and comfort the vulnerable man in front of her.
Even if she has no memory, she can still feel that she loves the man in front of her very much, so she doesn't want to make him sad or sad.
Because the sad look of the man in front of her made her feel more uncomfortable than her own headache.
Sometimes, for the one she loves, she can really do anything, even if it goes against her heart and harms her own interests.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away from Fentian City, a group of people came through the air. The breath in this group of people surged like a deep sea vortex, constantly sucking in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and setting off endless hurricanes around them.
At the head of the group, an extraordinary young man walked slowly. The young man had a blue halo on his head, and his body was filled with aura, transforming into a phoenix shadow flying with wings spread out. The sound of the howling phoenix could be faintly revealed in his body.
"Fentian City is in front of us. I really didn't expect that in this remote southern barbarian, among the lowly warriors, there would be someone who could have the blood of the Phoenix and the blood of the Xuanwu in their bodies."
This handsome young man licked his lips and murmured in a slightly mocking voice.
"The young master may not know that if it is a lowly warrior from the southern barbarians, it is impossible to accumulate such a high-level bloodline, and even apart from the Middle Earth, it is impossible for the other four regions to have a warrior with a special bloodline."
"However, the Burning Heaven Sect of the Southern Man and the Ice and Snow Palace of the North Pole belonged to a long time ago. A branch of our Binghuo family was kicked out of Middle-earth by the family because of a big mistake and settled down outside Middle-earth. That is the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace."
A grey-haired old man with a slightly stooped appearance slowly walked up to the young man, and a deep voice sounded slowly, explaining the origins of the Burning Heaven Sect and the Ice and Snow Palace.
"I've heard about this too, but it's just a sub-clan, and it's been so long, and I'm quite surprised that they can still produce Phoenix blood and Xuanwu blood." The young man laughed.
The gray-haired old man's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Young master, you really don't plan to report this matter to the family? After all, the Phoenix bloodline and Xuanwu bloodline are still relatively important resources for the family."
"No need, since they are members of the branch clan, it means that the power of blood in their bodies is definitely not that strong. In order not to waste the power of blood, they should all contribute their special blood to me to improve My blood."
Having said that, the young man licked his lips, his eyes exuding an extremely frightening cold light.
"Xinghua and the others should have arrived in Burning Sky City. With their strength, they can almost bring back those two little fellows with bloodlines, huh..."
The gray-haired old man was silent for a moment, then murmured in a low voice, but soon, his words stopped abruptly, and his right hand froze in mid-air.
"Old Fang, what's the matter with you?" The young man also noticed the strange behavior of the old man and asked in surprise.
"Xinghua and his party sent here have already died." The gray-haired old man said with a gloomy expression.
The young man narrowed his eyes, and said in disbelief: "Dead? How is it possible? The fourteen people brought by Xinghua are all in the Holy Land of the Sky. I'm afraid this kind of saint has never been owned by the Southern Barbarians, right? Who can kill Xinghua and the others?"
The young man was shocked, even the gray-haired old man was in a depressed mood, and he couldn't figure it out. In Burning Heaven City, it is impossible to have a strong man who can kill the Sky Saint Realm.
"No, another person has fallen one after another. Thirteen people have died, and now there are only two people left. This..." the gray-haired old man growled with his face changed drastically.
And this sentence caused the young man's face to twitch and his eyes showed anger. Who is it? Who actually killed him from the Binghuo family.
"Let's go! Enter Fentian City and have a look. I want to see who has the courage to kill members of my Binghuo family."
The young man let out a cold snort, and with the gray-haired old man and his party, they turned into a long rainbow, disappeared in place, and headed towards Fentian City.
In Burning Sky City, Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue hugged each other tightly, and then they separated. Zhuo Wen stared at Mu Chenxue, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
At this moment, Mu Chenxue had tears in the corners of her eyes, her face was pale, and her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, as if she was enduring some kind of extremely severe pain.
"Chen Xue, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Wen asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, let's get out of here quickly, didn't you say to take me far away?" Mu Chenxue said with a forced smile. JrNovels.com
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