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

"Just because of them, I won't catch me."

"good."

When Yuwen Luoshuang passed by the soldiers, he was blocked by Yuwen Hao. At this time, Yuwen Hao had already faded away the initial layer of desolation and became even more lunar. In fact, Yuwen Hao had already discovered Yuwen Luoshuang's figure, just like the young master Luoshuang described by Yuwen Ning, who was not a simple person.

Only when she saw Yuwen Hao, she stood there with her backhand, "What's the matter?"

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

"Oh? Should I know you?"

Facing Yuwen Luoshuang at this time, Yuwen Hao was sure of something in his heart, that is, the person in front of him was really as amnesia as Yuwen Ning said.

But if you have amnesia, it is the best thing to do.

Yuwen Hao pressed his hand on his sword handle, "Young Master Luoshuang used to live in the Yuwen family, and I am the leader of the Yuwen family."

"Speak quickly if you have something to do."

"Young Master Luoshuang is really refreshing, so please go to my mansion to discuss it."

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

After saying that, Yuwen Luoshuang walked straight away from Yuwen Hao, so fast that even Yuwen Hao had no 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 was complicated, because everyone here knew her, but she had no memory about it. She picked up the kettle she carried with her and took a sip. When she was about to take the second sip, she was knocked to the ground by the shadow hidden in the dark.

This action immediately frightened the people around him. Yuwen Luoshuang just lowered her head slightly and said to the black shadow in a ventral voice, "What are you doing?"

But Heiying never responded, but just followed Yuwen Luoshuang toward this place.

At this moment, a purple figure suddenly appeared behind them. Feng Xinglang quickly picked up the kettle that fell on the ground, put it on his nose and sniffed it slightly. Then he frowned, and then threw the kettle to the side of his kettle angrily. The kettle contained Wangchuan Water.

The disciple who followed Feng Xinglang took a step back slightly, "Sect leader, the wife is already urging you."

"I know, I'll go back now."

Feng Xinglang looked forward with a little embarrassed look, "You guys watch it carefully, tell me what happened."

"Who are you talking about watching?"

"Yuwen Luoshuang, if you lose it, you should not return to Feng Shangzong."

After saying that, Feng Xinglang had already returned to Feng Shang Sect. Because he was too hard, the scar on his heart suddenly cracked, and the whole shirt was stained with blood to a dark red.

All the sectors present ran over, and even the doctor was quickly pulled out. Feng Xing, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, took off his shirt in a waste of effort. When he touched the wound, he shouted in a low voice. When the doctor took action, his whole palm began to tremble slowly, and his hand holding the alcohol almost spilled the alcohol on the ground.
Chapter completed!