Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

There are two cranes in this city, one is the gatekeeper and the other is the messenger.

The crane guarding the door of the palace responded and said slightly hesitantly, "It's already late now, Huang Nu may have fallen asleep. Are you sure you want to call her over?" In fact, Elder Yuan usually dotes on Huang Nu, and it can even be said that he dotes on her. Dare to say this.

"What, my words don't work?" Yuan Buqu glared at the crane, feeling unworthy and angry.

"How dare you." Xianhe rushed away in panic, and within a moment, he brought someone over.

The visitor followed behind the crane, wearing a light pink dress that reached the floor. Her slender waist was tied with a cloud belt, which showed that she was not full. There was a seven-treasure coral hairpin in her hair, which made her face look like hibiscus. Her face is extremely gorgeous, with a pair of phoenix eyes that are naturally charming but also majestic. Her black hair is combed into a gorgeous bun, which makes her look gorgeous and graceful. The pearls the size of her little finger are as bright as snow, with stars twinkling in her hair.

The visitor was none other than Qingqiu.

Ruan Mei stood out in the palace. She had a good appearance, but her clothes were old and tattered, and stained with blood. She was so scrawled, and she had a tough temperament on her body.

Qingqiu saw Ruan Mei standing in the hall at a glance. She concentrated slightly, as if she recognized her, but she didn't seem to recognize her, but the look she looked at Ruan Mei was familiar.

Before Ruan Mei could distinguish clearly, Qingqiu quickly averted his eyes and stepped forward to salute, "I have seen Elder Yuan, why did you call me here?"

Ruan Mei naturally saw the look Qingqiu looked at her, but it was not clear. She lowered her head and thought, hiss, why do two people here know her? Could it be that she was really a famous person in her previous life.

"Qingqiu, when you were dying, I picked you up, and the elders found out that you were a Phoenix girl. You agreed at that time. Now I ask you, is there any hidden secret in this matter?" Elder Yuan's eyes widened angrily.

"Elder Yuan, I really don't know whether I am a Phoenix girl or not." Qingqiu knelt down in panic. She was dressed in pink and had a pretty face. Her watery eyes were extremely pure. She looked at Ruan Mei with tears in her eyes. His face is pale and lovable.

"Furthermore, as far as I know, Senior Uncle Ruan and my favorite senior brother both died in that evil formation. Then I tried my best to break through but failed to get in, and was injured instead. Thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise Qingqiu would not be able to get in." My life is gone.”

"Uncle Ruan took care of me a lot back then. I can't help her. Elder Yuan, you don't have to be angry. Your health is the most important thing. Why don't you let the elders judge? You saved this life. If I am lying , I am also sad that I have taken Uncle Ruan’s position, and I will be at your disposal whether you want to kill or chop me into pieces."

The logic of these words is clear, every word touches the heart, and it makes sense. Yuan Buqu has also been with Qingqiu for fourteen years. Knowing the child's temperament, he naturally believes in her.

"Xianhe, go and call the elders over." Yuan Buyi's anger dissipated a lot and he calmly ordered Xianhe.

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Xuan Cang Tian Road, Magic Mountain.

A man with long hair hanging down behind him like a waterfall, wearing a red fur coat, was sitting at the table. He expressionlessly picked up the cup of freshly brewed fragrant tea on the table, took a sip, and put it to his lips. After taking a sip, there seemed to be some aftertaste lingering on the tip of my tongue.

The demon with the face of a tiger and the body of a snake came forward and reported, "Demon King, Miss Di wants to see you."

Yuan Chen flipped through the book boredly, and said in a cold and simple tone, "No."

In the large-scale formation chaos fourteen years ago, the Dragon King was finally resurrected, but his vitality was severely damaged and he lived in the snowy mountains of the east.

Yuan Chen vaguely recovered some memories, but he did not recover completely. He completely forgot about Ruan Xingzhu.

Di Huangbei also became the goddaughter of the Dragon King from the previous Right Protector. She then lived in the Dongfang Snow Mountain. Recently, she was forced to live in the Demon Palace in the name of marriage. Yuan Chen didn't like his father very much, but he was his father after all, so he still had to give him some face, so he didn't drive Di Huangbei away, but this didn't mean that she could do whatever she wanted. Yuan Chen was annoyed with her to death.

Di Huangbei bowed outside to greet him. He had already expected that Yuan Chen would be missing. This was not okay. He had finally come here after fourteen years to ask for a godfather. This time he had to marry the devil. She gently rubbed the silk handkerchief on her hand, thinking about countermeasures. As if she thought of something, her eyes lit up and she said loudly, "Achen, don't you want to get your memory back?"

The words 'Ah Chen' were so disgusting that she almost sent her away. Her strong body tensed slightly, veins popped out in her hands, and she squeezed the cup tightly.

Amnesia is a thorn in his heart that he can't get over no matter what. He has lost almost half of his memory. The blank memory is so empty that it makes people upset. He can't sleep at night every night, as if he has forgotten someone important. Important matter.

Yuan Chen snorted coldly, assuming that she had taken advantage of his weakness, "Let her get out of here."

Yuan Chen stared at the charming Di Huangbei and spoke mercilessly. He stared at her with cold and blood-red eyes like a snake. The demonic energy in his hands surged, as if he had locked her lifeline. As long as any of her words did not go his way. He thought he was about to send her away, "You know I hate being fooled the most, so you'd better really have something to say."

Di Huangbei blinked her eyes, which were not very beautiful, but smart enough, "Do you still remember Mo San?"

The cup under Yuan Chen's hands was broken into pieces. He stared at Di Huangbei with cold eyes, "Remember, continue talking."

"Mo San is your loyal subordinate, and also your best friend since childhood -" Di Huangbei changed her voice, "And I, before the Dragon King was not resurrected, I was also your loyal right protector, accompanying you day and night."

"I know where Mo San is." Di Huangbei showed a bright and friendly smile.

That day, she was actually squatting outside Yetuo Town trying to pick up leaks. In the end, she got an unexpected surprise. She picked up Mo San. By coincidence, Mo San also lost his memory. He recognized her as her savior and was the only one who cared about her. Fate is obedient.

God help her!
  Before Yuan Chen could say anything, she shouted back: "Mo San."

Mo San, who was covered in black aura, walked up from outside like a puppet with a dull look in his eyes, "What are your instructions, my benefactor?"

Yuan Chen frowned when he saw the man's black aura, and his angular face became colder. He was very familiar with that black energy. He had often seen Cui Wuwu go to Mist Cliff to suppress it before. When he came back, he would be surrounded by this black energy, and he would have to stay in seclusion for several months before he could come out.

This black energy is different from the demonic energy that is full of evil at first glance. The black energy cannot be absorbed by the demons for their own use, and it will disturb the demon's mind. It will wrap around the body like a dog-skin plaster, and it will have to be wrapped with a ball of wool.

He didn't remember Mo San at all, he only remembered that the person who pretended to be his mother said that Mo San was someone he cared about very much.

However, whether it is true or false, who can say for sure, we have to wait until his memory recovers.

Yuan Chen sat there high up, glanced at Mo San, then turned around and took another tea cup to drink tea, as if he hadn't seen him.

Di Huangbei secretly gave Mo San a wink, and Mo San stepped forward and knelt at Yuan Chen's feet like a puppet on a string.

"My subordinate is Demon Three. He grew up with Lord Demon King day and night, and swears allegiance to Lord Demon King to the death."

When Yuan Chen heard this, he raised his eyebrows and dropped a cup next to Mo San. He smiled sinisterly, "Since I am loyal, why have I never seen you in the past fourteen years?"

Baby Meimei, you are more than just a famous person, you are the protagonist of this book.

In fact, I haven't decided on the male lead yet. You can choose for yourself. If you buy it, you'll leave it. If you don't choose it, will I let myself go?