Read the mind and eat the big melon! The melon field in the cultivation world is full of wild animal

Wei Yuan helped Tang Qing up, let him lean on his shoulder and sat down at the table together.

Eyes filled with worry were fixed on Tang Qing's face.

Hearing Tang Yan's voice, he was stunned for a moment. In addition to worry, fear and terror, he also felt a strong sense of bitterness and discomfort.

The eight hundred year old son.

Two hundred years after his death, this man had descendants from someone else.

Yes, on the day of the wedding ceremony, he treated him like that, which made him lose face and almost lost his life.

He didn't even have time to hate him, so how could he still miss him?

There are so many monks who admire him, and many of them are like him, wholeheartedly devoted to this person.

Being able to form a covenant with someone else and have an offspring after two hundred years was a result he had never dared to imagine.

Bitterness, pain, and regret surged several times more. Wei Yuan's eyes turned slightly red. He suppressed his emotions and stretched out his trembling hand to Tang Qing.

"Ah Qing? Wake up and stop scaring me, okay?"

Seeing that he kept his eyes closed, Wei Yuan became more and more panicked.

He used his soul power to check Tang Qing's physical condition, not missing a single detail.

After a checkup, Wei Yuan found that there was nothing wrong with Tang Qing's body, he just looked like he was asleep.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Qing is in the late Mahayana stage, and no one can hurt him without knowing it.

So, it could only be that Ah Qing was going to recover his past memories? ?

Wei Yuan's face turned pale, and his broken heart sank to the bottom again.

He closed his eyes as if accepting some kind of judgment, and then quickly opened them again.

Tang Yan and others watched from the side.

"Master, is my ancestor okay?"

There was a meaningful look in Tang Yan's eyes.

[A strong person with high cultivation level has the powerful force of heaven and earth surrounding him as a shield. When he is unconscious or seriously injured, the spiritual force protecting his body is even more powerful and violent, not to mention that the ancestor also has a strong and domineering aura of the Tao.

Not everyone can get close to him, I guess even I can’t get close to him.

I didn’t expect that the master could not only get close to the ancestor easily, but also use his soul power to explore the ancestor’s physical condition.

The ancestor is unconscious, but he also recognizes the spirit and aura of the master, and has great trust in the master. 】

Tang Yan's words made Wei Yuan feel sad.

If Apia could cry, he would have been in tears by now, with his eyes and nose red from crying.

Yes, he trusted him so much.

At the wedding ceremony that year, he betrayed his trust, let him down, and broke his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yuan felt a strong and overwhelming hatred in his heart, not just hatred towards himself.

He also hated the murderer who controlled him back then.

He trusted him so much at the beginning, but he never thought that it would hurt A Qing and himself.

Wei Yuan's eyes flashed red, and his voice was a little hoarse, "He's fine. He suddenly fell into a coma, maybe he was recovering his lost memories."

"Is that so?" Tang Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Our cultivation is low and we can't help much. So, I'll have to trouble Master to take care of the ancestor."

Before Wei Yuan could speak, they saw Tang Qing's thin lips move slightly.

Wei Yuan hurriedly moved closer to listen, and heard a very soft but clear "Yuan Yuan".

He was stunned.

His heart felt as if it was gently brushed by a feather, and a tingling sensation rose up from it, making him extremely excited.

This person... Wei Yuan had mixed feelings, sweet, sour, astringent and bitter.

But before he could be sweet and happy for long, he felt a weight lifted from his shoulders and Tang Qing opened his almond-shaped eyes.

"!!!" Wei Yuan's pupils constricted and he stood up in a hurry.

After carefully looking at him, she immediately lowered her head and said, "I...Senior, are you okay? I didn't do anything to you, please don't worry."

Tang Qing rubbed his eyebrows and temples, feeling extremely unhappy as he looked at the man trembling as he faced him.

Is he some terrible person?

Or was he afraid that he would eat him? Was he so afraid of himself?

"I know. Sit down and talk."

"I haven't recovered my memory, don't worry."

He suddenly fainted just now. When a scene of his wedding with Wei Yuan flashed through his mind, his sea of ​​memories suddenly rioted.

He used his spiritual sense to investigate, and found a strange golden-red magic circle appeared on the sea of ​​memories.

Normally when he explored the sea of ​​memories, he did not find this magic circle.

This magic circle only appeared after he was stimulated.

Tang Qing's deep eyes were sharper and colder than ever before.

Without his knowledge, someone had tampered with his memory and sealed part of it.

However, the magic circle now has several cracks. If he bombards it with his spiritual sense a few more times, it will surely be broken and his memory will be restored.

Ah!

Don't let him know who the other party is! Otherwise!

Tang Qing's heart was filled with murderous intent.

He looked at the person opposite him and could see some panic in him.

Tang Qing's mind was replaying the scene in the photo stone that Xiao Ayan had placed just now, where the man stabbed the dagger into his heart. His eyes were a little cold.

However, the words spoken through the telepathic transmission were subconsciously tender and soothing.

"Don't be afraid, and don't worry about it. Let's wait until we understand the whole cause and effect before making a decision, okay?"

Wei Yuan's heart trembled. He looked at Tang Qing and whispered "Okay".

Tang Qing felt more and more uncomfortable. This horrible look was really an eyesore.

When facing him, he should be fearless and cheerful... Tang Qing paused for a moment.

He felt annoyed and ashamed, thinking, how could he have such deep feelings for this person?!

Even after learning that the other party wanted to kill him with his own hands at the wedding ceremony, he still forgot about the past.

When they met again, he didn't even have the slightest desire to hold a grudge against him for killing him in the past.

Oh my God, is there any hope for him?

Tang Qing took a sip of the Purple Yang Spirit Tea. The tips of his ears became hotter and redder, and he dared not look at Wei Yuan even more.

Tang Yan had already pulled Xiao Jixue back to their original seat and sat down.

The divine consciousness cancels the pause and continues to watch the replay.

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"Great Elder!"

"Qing'er!"

"Fellow Daoist Tang!"

The people around were shocked and wanted to come forward to help Tang Qing.

The even more angry members of the Tang family have already pointed their weapons at Wei Yuan.

Tang Qing's face was pale, and the excruciating pain made the veins on his forehead throb.

However, when he saw the Tang family trying to attack Wei Yuan, he became furious and shouted at everyone.

"Everyone, step back! Don't hurt him!"

The people around were stunned at first, and then stared at Tang Qing's head with strange and complicated eyes, as if they wanted to dissect his brain to see what was inside.

How could someone... like someone to this extent?

Tang Qing didn't even look at the crowd. He covered his heart with one hand where the dagger was still inserted.

Blood continued to flow out from his thin lips, and he stared at Wei Yuan with paranoia, who had quickly taken several steps back, away from him.

Stubbornly trying to find an answer.

"Why? Why did you do this to me and ruin our wedding?"

Wei Yuan no longer had the gentleness and kindness he once had, and his cold eyes were filled with malice and murderous intent.

"No reason, I just want you to die!"

"I will be happy if you die."

"Every moment I'm with you, I wish you would die! Die without a burial place! Turn to ashes!"

And deep in the sea of ​​consciousness of Wei Yuan.

His soul stood stiffly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the little soul figure was surrounded by densely packed strange black and red inscriptions.

Every time he said something to Tang Qing, the little soul man would frown deeply.

It seemed as if he was in great pain.

Among the crowd watching the ceremony, two of them looked at each other and saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.

"puff"

Not sure if it was out of anger or shock, Tang Qing spat out another large mouthful of blood, looking at Wei Yuan with deep grievance and pain in his eyes.

The person he loved most, the person he wanted to be with forever.

Not only did she want to kill him at their wedding ceremony, she also cursed him viciously one after another.

This is the moment he loves him the most.

But he was deeply betrayed by the person he loved the most, hurting both his body and his heart.

Tang Qing twitched his lips sarcastically and stared at Wei Yuan.

Even so, he still didn't believe that he would betray him and would wish him death.

"Yuanyuan, did I do something wrong? If you are angry, you can hit me or scold me, but please don't say such hurtful words, okay?"

Tang Qing's lips were trembling, he felt extremely aggrieved, and his eyes were slightly red with tears.

Two sad tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

He felt so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he felt like dying.

The pain of the dagger piercing his heart was not even a fraction of the pain brought to him by those heart-piercing words.

He couldn't help but curl up slightly in pain.

A trace of pain and heartache appeared in Wei Yuan's cold and numb eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.