Yuwen Luoshuang said cautiously to the black shadow beside him, "You hide first."

"Just relying on them, they won't catch me."

"it is good."

When Yuwen Luoshuang passed by those sergeants, he was blocked by Yu Wenhao.At this time, Yu Wenhao had already shed the initial layer of desertedness, and became more lunar.In fact, Yu Wenhao had already discovered Yuwen Luoshuang's figure, just as Yu Wenning described, this young man Luoshuang was not a simple person.

Only when she saw Yu Wenhao, she stood on the spot with her backhand, "What's the matter."

"Master Luoshuang is really forgetful, even I have forgotten."

"Oh? Should I know you?"

Facing Yuwen Luoshuang at this time, Yu Wenhao was sure of one thing in his heart, that is, the person in front of him really lost his memory as Yu Wenning said.

But if it's memory loss, that's the best thing.

Yu Wenhao put his hand on the handle of his sword, "Master Luoshuang used to live in Yuwen's house, and I am the suzerain of Yuwen's house."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Young Master Luoshuang is really straightforward, then please come to my residence to have a talk."

"No need, I don't know you."

After saying that, Yuwen Luoshuang walked away from Yu Wenhao's side, so fast that Yu Wenhao didn't even have time to grab her hand.It turned out that the spiritual power had become more and more powerful.

At this time, Yuwen Luoshuang's mood is complicated, because everyone here knows her, but she doesn't have the slightest memory about this place.Picking up the water bottle that he carried with him, he took a sip, but when he was about to take a second sip, he was knocked down to the ground by the shadow hidden in the dark.

This action immediately frightened the people around him, Yuwen Luoshuang just lowered his head slightly, and said to the black shadow in ventriloquist, what are you doing?

But Soi Ying didn't make any reaction, just followed Yuwen Luoshuang to the front.

At this time, a purple figure suddenly appeared behind them, Feng Xinglang quickly picked up the kettle that had fallen on the ground, put it to his nose and sniffed it slightly.Then he frowned, and angrily threw the kettle aside, which was filled with Wangchuan water.

The doorman following Feng Xinglang took a slight step back, "Master, madam is already urging."

"Got it, let's go back."

Feng Xinglang glanced forward in a bit of embarrassment, "You guys watch carefully, and tell me if anything happens."

"Who is the head talking about keeping an eye on?"

"Yuwen Luoshuang, if you lose your follower, you don't want to go back to Fengshangzong."

After the words fell, Feng Xinglang had already returned to Fengshangzong.Because of too much force, the sword scar on his heart suddenly split open, and the whole shirt was stained dark red by blood.

The disciples present all ran over one after another, and even the doctor was quickly pulled out.Feng Xing, who was leaning on the Taishi chair, took off his outer shirt wastefully, and when he touched the wound, he let out a low voice.The doctor's entire palm began to tremble slowly when he started, and the hand holding the alcohol almost spilled the alcohol on the ground.

The scar was displayed shockingly in front of everyone, Feng Xinglang lowered his head slightly, but used spiritual power to seal the blood from the wound.

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