blood contract

Seeing his serious and defensive look, Lingling sighed softly and replied: "There are so many talents."

Then he spread his hands and shrugged, "Well, don't worry now."

"..."

Mu Qihua Le frowned into the character "Chuan".

Why don't you worry? This made him even more confused! ! !

The answer is correct!

But where is this? What happened? Why is Kali Shu Ling here? Does it still look familiar to you?

The more I thought about it, the weirder I felt. Something seemed to flash through my mind. I felt like I was about to catch something, but I lost it in the blink of an eye...

"What are you doing?" The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. Mu Qihua Le covered his head and rubbed his temples hard.

Then he realized that he was wearing the same clothes as the other male cultivators here.

"What, what's going on..." Now his mind was almost on fire...

"What's wrong? It seems like your injuries are not fully healed yet!"

Seeing the pain and confusion on his face, Lingling stepped forward with concern, touched his forehead and said.

boom!

Mu Qihua Le suddenly felt a thunder explode in his mind out of thin air.

I'm injured? And hurt your head?

Could it be that I really forgot something?

"I, I don't know?" Mu Qihua Le shook his head violently a few times, and he began to doubt himself.

"My mind is a little confused right now... I entered a cave, stepped into an intersection, and then came here... I walked around three mountains here just now, but I didn't see anyone, and now..."

He pointed at the people who were flying to the place where the bells were ringing, "Where did they come from? Where are they here? Also, what happened here, and why are you going to the place where the bells are ringing again??... "

"...fun, relaxing,"

Seeing that he was a little hysterical, Lingling quickly interrupted Mu Qihua Le's words, took his hand, and patted the back of it a few times.

"Relax...it's okay. I can't figure it out right now, so don't think too much about it for now."

This shot immediately made Mu Qihua Le calm down a lot.

When he looked at her and wanted to ask something more, Lingling showed him an extremely gentle smile, stroked his back and comforted him:

"I will tell you slowly what I have forgotten."

The sound is pleasant and ethereal, with a particularly reassuring feeling.

"Yeah. Okay." Mu Qihua Le nodded.

"Now we just need to go all out to win this war."

Hearing this, Mu Qihua Le Shuan calmed down completely.

"War? What war? With whom?"

Seeing Le return to normal, Lingling took his hand and flew to the place where the bell rang, and said slowly: "We have officially started a war with the Demon Spirit Tribe." His tone was very solemn.

"Demon Spirit Tribe?" Mu Qihua Le was confused again. What ethnic group was that?

"Yeah. Now all the disciples of our eight great sects are going to fight... Le, I'm... a little scared!"

For the last two words, Mu Qihua Le clearly felt that the strength in Lingling's hand was a little heavier and it was a little trembling.

Fear! ! !

This was not something Lingling would say, but making her say the word 'fear' was enough to prove how powerful and formidable the Demon Spirit Tribe was, but he swore that no matter how strong his opponent was, he only had to protect her. Just be thorough.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He tightened Lingling's hand and said gently.

"Yes." Lingling smiled as bright as a flower and nodded in response, "We must survive!"

This smile caused an uproar in Mu Qihua Le's heart.

Seemingly forgetting all his previous doubts, he held Lingling's hand tightly and said with a smile, "I will definitely do it!"

… …

In the prosperous ancient city.

The spacious streets are lined with shops, colorful flags are flying, and people are coming and going, making it very lively.

The streets and alleys are filled with various aromas, including the sweet aroma of pastries, the strong aroma of barbecue, and the fragrance of flowers. On the river bank, a group of artists are performing acrobatics. Their vigorous skills and superb skills have won bursts of applause.

Damien walked along the street, looking here and there from time to time, and occasionally went to the street stalls to play with the dazzling array of products.

"Come and see, the best rouge... Hey, the young master is here, would you like to buy a box of gift bags for your wife?"

"The latest beaded hairpin designed by Liu Yuangong this year, sir, buy one for your wife!"

"Hey, sir, come and take a look at a batch of new clothes that have just arrived at my house. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

"..."

Every time Damian An passed by a shop, there was always a shopkeeper who greeted him warmly.

This made him feel a little embarrassed, so he could only smile and wave his hand to decline, but he couldn't help but wonder: Why are the people here so enthusiastic about him? ...It’s just that my eyesight is not very good. I don’t look like I’ve ever been married!

A burst of melodious music and cheerful singing caused Damien to stop.

As night falls and the lanterns are turned on, the ancient city becomes even more prosperous. Lanterns are hung high, decorating the whole city like a dream.

In an elegant and exquisite room in Jinxiu Building, Damian was leaning on a comfortable and soft bed, listening to music leisurely with two beautiful ladies on his left and right.

After a day of wandering and investigation, we only visited a quarter of the ancient city.

When I was tired of shopping, I came to the theater to listen to music and find a few beauties to keep me company.

"Young Master loses, I will drink three drinks as a penalty."

A beautiful woman wearing a red gauze skirt next to her brought the wine with a seductive aroma to Damien's mouth.

"Yes, yes, I am convinced of my defeat." Dami An drank the wine in one gulp, turned around and fed it to the mouth of a woman in green gauze beside him.

"Young master is partial, so is my family..." Seeing this, the woman in yellow gauze on the other side tugged at his robe coquettishly, her eyes full of charm.

Damien laughed, stretched out his hands to take her into his arms, filled another glass of wine, and fed it to the woman...

The room was filled with laughter and laughter, so unhappy!

boom!

At this time, the door was kicked open heavily, followed by the sound of unusually heavy footsteps... Every step was full of power, and people could clearly feel the vibration of the ground.

A powerful aura rushed towards him like a ferocious beast.

Ah!

The women in the house were so frightened that they all turned pale, screamed and hid, trembling and not daring to make a sound.

Damian's brows frowned, and the body that had been leaning on the couch sat up straight. He stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on his body, staring at the door of the house.

Wow!

As the green gauze Roman was pulled off the pillar, a tall and strong woman with muscles as strong as steel strode into the room.

Her face was as gloomy as water, and her eyes were flashing with angry fire. Her face, which was not outstanding, looked even more ferocious and twisted at the moment, making it intimidating.

"You'd better give me a perfect explanation!"

Dami An looked displeased at having his elegance disturbed, and stared at the visitor with cold eyes.

"Explanation? Who are you? I should be the one to ask this, right?"

"Who am I, you ask?"

The muscular woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her dazzling thick red lips curled slightly, "Dami Ann, you are frustrated with me, right?"

!!!

???

Frustrated?

Damian Ann didn't know why, but when she heard this woman call her name, she couldn't help but be stunned.

He held back his temper and asked, "Who are you? Do I know you?"