The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 165

Xuanyuan Hong looked at Feng Ye with a smile, but the smile on his face was colder than anyone else. Ling Tianyue was no longer in Xuanying. After today, Leng Xuanmo would surely perish. The Jianghan clan has been in decline for ten years. Returning will certainly not change anything, and now the Xuanyuan Clan has become a veritable overlord in the Central Plains!

Feng Ye stared at him resentfully, his face was full of anger.He stared at Xuanyuanhong's proud and contemptuous face, and said: "Do you think you have won? In the entire Central Plains, you seem to have forgotten that there is a clan."

"Chi Xiao? Hmph, so what can I do if Brown Qingluan is a girl?" Xuanyuanhong snorted softly, but deep down, he felt a little uneasy.

Just like what Feng Ye said, Xuanying, Cangfeng, and Jianghan are not as powerful as Xuanyuan, but the Chixiao clan, who have been alone in the world for decades and have never stepped into the disputes in the Central Plains, is the biggest hidden danger.

Although Huang Qingluan is a girl, she is thoughtful and considerate.Changes appeared one after another in the martial arts, but the Chixiao clan remained silent.The more silence, the more unsettling.

The last time we left Cangshan, Xuanyuanhong had a vague feeling that the Chixiao clan had already started to move.However, every time he searched along the clues, he found nothing in the end. The clues were like half a spider's thread, completely cut off.

Right now, the situation of the Blue Wind Clan is over, in order to prevent Feng Ye from going back to cause trouble, Xuanyuanhong must stop him here.

Feng Ye also saw through Xuanyuanhong's thoughts, he took out the iron mountain, and with a light wave, the sharp fan bones instantly turned into dozens of short, sharp knives, emitting a cold radiance in the rain.

Xuanyuanhong didn't move, he smiled strangely, and took out a small purple ornament from his bosom.

"Although I am looking forward to fighting with you, today, I have a better suggestion—" Xuanyuanhong played with the purple ornament in his hand leisurely, with a playful smile: "If you can voluntarily give up the rescue Lengjiabao, that would be the best."

Feng Ye sneered, staring at Xuanyuanhong coldly, and said: "I will settle the hatred between the Jianghan clan and the Blue Wind clan, but you, I will never let it go!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Ye rushed towards Xuanyuanhong like a thunderbolt, and the iron fan in his hand continuously drew streaks of purple light in the air, which was fatal.

Xuanyuanhong didn't seem to have any intention of fighting Feng Ye to the end. He avoided Feng Ye's attack nimbly in the air, but he didn't draw out the sword at his waist.

Feng Ye was furious, thinking that Xuanyuan Hong was despising him.He was full of energy, and the moves in his hands became extremely fierce.Xuanyuanhong smiled strangely at this moment, and quickly threw the thing in his hand towards Yan Liluo.

Yan Liluo was startled, and subconsciously caught the thing Xuanyuanhong threw.Opening her palm and looking, she saw a small purple flower-shaped pendant quietly lying on Yan Liluo's palm.

Yan Liluo was slightly surprised, this little purple ornament was exquisite in workmanship and gorgeous in color, it could be seen at a glance that it was something of great value, Yan Liluo didn't understand why Xuanyuan Hong would throw this thing to her at this moment.

Just when Yan Liluo was puzzled, this purple ornament suddenly began to emit a dazzling lavender light, the light became brighter and brighter, and in this light, it gradually transformed into a bright and dazzling purple flower. Purple black chrysanthemum, the plump stamens are bent into a perfect arc, and the fresh and tender flower centers emit crystal light, tender and beautiful.

"This--"

Yan Liluo opened her mouth wide in surprise.The familiar breath, the familiar light, and the feeling that this flower exudes are exactly the same as the black mandala under the cliff of Xuanying Villa.

"Could it be that this is the sacred flower of the Jianghan clan?" Yan Liluo murmured in surprise.

Xuanyuanhong smiled strangely, and slowly fell to the ground.He looked at this delicate and beautiful flower, and smiled coldly: "It's been a long time since I've seen the holy flower of the Jianghan clan. Ten years apart, the memory will die forever. This is the curse of your Jianghan clan patriarch, ten years of memory The loss caused you to forget everything that happened in Fumo Valley, today, you should recall carefully, your lost memory..."

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Ye suddenly held his head and began to cry out in pain.The sharp pain in his head that was about to tear him apart made him suffer unceasingly.He yelled and curled up on the ground, trembling all over.

Yan Liluo rushed forward in a hurry, hugged Feng Ye's curled up body, and questioned Xuanyuan Hong anxiously and bitterly: "What did you do to Feng Ye?!"

Xuanyuanhong raised the corners of his mouth, and scattered his weird smiles: "Me? I just reminded him of things he had forgotten..."

Everything around began to become blurred, as if everything was in an illusion.Time passed quickly, and the lavender mist gradually enveloped Feng Ye and Yan Liluo.That delicate holy flower exudes a faint light of lavender, which looks so ghostly, it makes people feel a little shuddering.

The sight gradually blurred, and the sound of the surrounding rain became smaller and lighter as the consciousness drifted away, and gradually disappeared.What floated into my mind was the sound of fighting with swords colliding, and the wailing of burning bodies.

Yan Liluo opened her eyes suddenly, and the first thing she saw was the fire that filled the sky.The flying flames mixed with the clang of swords came from a distance.

Yan Liluo sat up abruptly, and the scene that caught her eyes surprised her——

(End of this chapter)