Peerless God Lord

Su Mo's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at the young man in silver robes. This man obviously could not be Elder Puyang God, because he was only in the Martial Saint realm.

"I'm here to find Yun Youyou!" Su Mo said loudly. At this moment, he couldn't help but regretted why he called out Qingxuan's real name just now. He hoped it wouldn't cause trouble.

"Noisy!"

Hearing this, the young man in silver robe suddenly turned cold and shouted: "Didn't you hear what I said? Are you willing to leave only if I have to drive you away?"

As the shouts rang out, a huge coercion rolled down from the silver-robed young man and crushed Su Mo.

A sharp light flashed in Su Mo's eyes. This man was simply unreasonable. He let him leave without saying a word. Even if this place was the residence of Elder Puyang Shen, it was impossible not to let people set foot on it!

"Fan Yunsheng, you've had enough!"

At this moment, a shout was heard, and Yun Youyou, in a sea-blue dress, flew down from above and landed in front of Su Mo.

"Su Mo, when did you come back?"

Yun Youyou asked. Then she looked at Su Mo and found that Su Mo's cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Martial Master Realm. A hint of surprise flashed in his beautiful eyes.

She had been practicing recently and paid little attention to external affairs. She didn't know that Su Mo was back.

"I've been back for a while. I have something important to do with you. Let's find a place to discuss it in detail!" Su Mo said solemnly.

"Yes!" Yun Youyou nodded when she saw that Su Mo looked serious, maybe it was about the Cangqiong Palace.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the tall and burly young man in silver robe flew down and landed next to Yun Youyou.

"Yuyou, are you familiar with him?"

The silver-robed young man's face was gloomy. He naturally heard Su Mo's words and wanted to find a place to talk with Yun Youyou in detail, which made him feel cold.

It was precisely because Su Mo came to Yun Youyou that he wanted to drive Su Mo away. Unexpectedly, they still wanted to be alone together now.

"Fan Yunsheng, Su Mo is my friend." Yun Youyou said helplessly. Although she didn't like the silver-robed young man, she didn't turn a blind eye to him.

Fan Yunsheng is one of the few monsters in the Taiyin tribe who became a saint within a hundred years of age. He has a very high prestige in the tribe, no worse than Leng Xie.

Originally, Fan Yunsheng was also one of the candidates for the Young Patriarch. However, since he was not the Patriarch's disciple, he was inherently disadvantaged and could not compete with Leng Xie.

"Friends?"

When Fan Yunsheng heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he chuckled and said: "Since we are friends, there is no need to see each other. If anything happens, let's go up and sit down and talk in detail."

Su Mo frowned when he heard this. How could this guy act like the master of this place?

How could outsiders hear what he and Qingxuan were talking about?

Yun Youyou also frowned slightly. He knew in his heart that Fan Yunsheng had been pursuing her because he didn't want her to be alone with Su Mo.

"Sir, Youyou and I have a private matter and need to talk alone!" Su Mo said with a cold face.

"You can call me Youyou?" Fan Yunsheng's expression immediately changed and became full of stern expression. A sharp light shot out from his eyes, piercing Su Mo's eyes.

He has been pursuing Yun Youyou in recent months. Now that Su Mo and Yun Youyou are so close, his hostility rises.

Su Mo looked at the other person with cold eyes, and the anger surged in his heart. This man was simply unreasonable.

"Fan Yunsheng, you don't need to get involved in my affairs!"

Yun Youyou scolded, then signaled to Su Mo, stretched out her figure, and flew away.

Seeing this, Su Mo followed him immediately.

Looking at Su Mo and Yun Youyou's leaving figures, Fan Yunsheng couldn't help but clenched his fists, his face as gloomy as water.

"Bitch, you, the old ghost furnace cauldron, dare to give me a hard time!" Fan Yunsheng sneered in his heart, thinking secretly, how can he get Yun Youyou?

In his opinion, Yun Youyou's final fate will definitely not escape the clutches of Elder Puyang Shen.

Rather than destroy a delicate flower in the old ghost's hands, it would be better for him to enjoy it first.

However, Yun Youyou didn't seem to have a good impression of him. No matter how he behaved, the other party remained indifferent.

He also needs to think of a safe way to get Yun Youyou's hand without offending Elder Puyang Shen in an unknown way.

After a while, Fan Yunsheng flashed and immediately left Puyang Peak.

Puyang Peak.

In the courtyard behind the grand palace, there is a small pool.

On the water, a figure in black was sitting cross-legged. This figure's hair was extremely long and already hanging down on the water.

Yin Qi billowed in the pool, constantly entering the black-clothed figure's body, as if the black-clothed figure's body was a bottomless pit.

However, although he is absorbing yin energy all the time, the figure in black is exactly the opposite, exuding majestic masculine energy.

"Qingxuan?" The black-clothed figure whispered to herself, two faint sounds floating out of her mouth.

After a while, the figure in black fell into silence again.

…

Su Mo took Yun Youyou back to his mansion.

In the side hall, Yun Youyou stared at Su Mo and asked, "What happened?"

Su Mo did not answer the other party. He held his hands and colorful colored glaze appeared in his hands and said, "Let's go to the tower to talk."

Su Mo had to be cautious. This matter was of great importance and should not be known to outsiders. It would be terrible if Fan Yunsheng was hiding in the dark and eavesdropping.

Seeing this, Yun Youyou couldn't help but frown. What on earth could be so mysterious?

However, after her trip to the Ancient Spirit Galaxy, she was no longer wary of Su Mo. She pondered for a moment and nodded.

Then, without Yun Youyou resisting, Su Mo pulled Yun Youyou closer to the Colorful Glazed Tower with a thought.

In the Glazed Tower, on the third level of space, Su Mo and Yun Youyou stood opposite each other.

"Su Mo, what is going on?" Yun Youyou asked curiously.

"Qingxuan, I found a way to restore your memory!" Su Mo looked at Yun Youyou and said in a deep voice.

"What?"

Yun Youyou was startled when she heard this, then a complicated look appeared on her face, and she asked softly: "What can I do?"

"There is a kind of ancient dream grass in Amixinghe, which can make you dream for eternity and allow you to recover all your memories in your dream!" Su Mo said solemnly.

"Menggucao!" Yun Youyou murmured, and then the whole person fell into silence.

In the past, there was no way to restore her memory. She was eager to restore her memory and have a complete life.

However, now that she had a way to restore her memory, she felt a little hesitant.

She has been in the Taiyin tribe for almost ten years, and she has a new life, which belongs to Yun Youyou.

She is very satisfied and contented with her current life and cultivation environment.

And if her previous memories were restored, would she still be herself? Is it Hong Qingxuan or Yun Youyou?

For a moment, Yun Youyou was hesitant.