Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Qianqing sat on the ground with her knees bent, her shoulders trembling, and she lost control of her emotions.

It caused Wangqing Peak to be filled with dark clouds and thunderstorms.

The aura of the hidden dragon spread out in all directions, and all the beasts flinched and flinched silently.

Qianqing hadn't had a headache for a long time, but now she started to feel dizzy again, but he was so excited that he didn't notice it.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared around Qianqing.

In the next moment, a woman with a human face and a spider body appeared out of thin air.Sitting in front of Qianqing, she said softly, "Young master...don't cry, I'll take you away."

Qianqing suddenly raised her head from between her knees, fixed her eyes on Wanxian, and kept her mouth shut.

The man continued: "Wherever you want to go, I will take you there. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I want to find someone." Qian Qing said hoarsely, "But...but I don't know who to find..."

As she spoke, Qianqing covered her face with her hands, showing an unconcealable sadness.

Wanxian said: "That's nothing to get in the way, Wanniang will always be with you. I will help you find whoever you want. I am very good at finding people. Isn't it Wanniang who found the little father-in-law?" ?"

Before the words were finished, Amao, who was standing beside Qianqing, suddenly jumped up, climbed up to the top of the master's head three times, and looked excitedly waving his big pincers at Wanxian, dancing with his hands and feet, saying something 'Kaka'.

Wanxian smiled and said, "Yes, yes. It wasn't the young man I found, it was Amao who found it."

Ah Mao's expression froze, his octopus relaxed, and he lay on top of his master's head.

Qianqing stretched her right hand upwards, grabbed it, put it back on her shoulder, and asked, "What you said...is it true?"

Wanxian looked deeply at Qianqing, raising her hand as if to touch Qianqing's right hand.

However, this action involved the huge unhealed wound on Wanxian's chest. She withdrew her hand calmly and said firmly: "I will never dare to lie to the young master."

"Alright then," Qian Qing said, "I'll go with you."

After saying that, Qianqing propped her hands on her knees, trying to stand up.

However, the pain in his forehead made him dizzy.

Wanxian hurriedly said: "Be careful——"

At this moment, Feng Zhaoming, who arrived late, finally arrived surrounded by Xiantong.

Feng Zhaoming lowered his head and frowned, looked at Wanxian, and said, "Where are you taking Qianqing?"

Wanxian took a step forward, walked out of the door and said sharply: "Where is the young grandpa going, it has nothing to do with you!"

Feng Zhaoming said: "Qianqing is the first disciple under my lord, so she has something to do with me."

"Hmph!" Wanxian turned her head away from him, and said proudly, "I want to take the young man down the mountain, what can you do?"

Feng Zhaoming said: "Qianqing is young and dignified, there are many dangers at the foot of the mountain, if he encounters danger, I hope my family will not be kind to let it go. This lord will not allow it."

"It's not up to you to decide!"

"Whether I can be the master, is it up to you to decide."

"What an arrogant boy, so to speak," Wanxian said fiercely, "Do you still want to fight me? Last time I was coaxed by you, and you won once by luck. Do you think you can win this time?" ?”

Feng Zhaoming shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight with you. However, Qianqing, you and Wanxian are going down the mountain, I'm afraid you are looking for the owner of the broken gangue. Do you know who that person is?"

After hearing Feng Zhaoming's words, Qian Qing was startled suddenly, and he raised his head.

Then Feng Zhaoming said with a solemn expression: "The sea of ​​people is vast, if there is no news, how difficult it is to find someone."

Back then, when the son of the Immortal Lord was left behind, the Zhengyang Immortal Sect devoted all its efforts to recover Qian Qing after spending more than ten years.

If you want to rely on Qianqing alone, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Qian Qing stood up from the ground and asked, "How about that?"

Without waiting for Feng Zhaoming to answer, Qian Qing asked even louder: "What should I do? I don't know anything, what do you want me to do? I... If I can't find that person..."

Qianqing couldn't control it anymore, he stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, closed his eyes, curled up and fell to the ground.

Feng Zhaoming hurriedly walked towards the hall.Unwilling, Wanniang raised her hand to grab her.

However, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, which made it difficult for her to move.

Feng Zhaoming walked up to Qianqing's side in a few steps, lifted his robe with his right hand, and knelt beside Qianqing on one knee.

On Qianqing's forehead, the crouching dragon's aura was manic, and there were faint silver dragon patterns flashing on his forehead.

At the dantian, Queyan Erhe, who had always been quietly lurking, seemed to be disturbed by this fluctuation, and a monstrous wave of flames rose into the sky.

"Qianqing, calm down." Feng Zhaoming said, "I have a way to remind you."

Then without further ado, he took out the crystal box and poured out the bright red liquid inside.

Attracted by the blood essence in front of her, Qianqing slowly opened her eyes.

Sect Master Bairen's blood rolled into a ball in the air, and after a while, it gradually elongated and became a thin line.

The thin lines spontaneously drilled into Qianqing's left ear, flowed into the brain, and then flowed out of the right ear.

Qianqing was shocked.

Countless fragments of time flashed before his eyes, making a squeaky sound.

These fragments of time record everything from his childhood to the present.

Qianqing stared blankly at the pieces.

Although the fragments are solidified, they are bright and bright.Occasionally, some black and white fragments flashed past him, like extinguished stars, injured and dying, crumbling.

The line of blood drilled from his left ear quickly rushed to the darkest fragment in front.

The fragment was reinfused with life, revealing a faint light.

Qianqing saw two people in a dim room.

One is himself, the other cannot see the face.However, the breath made his heart move.

The man's skin was extremely white, and the exposed wrist was like Haoyu.

And I actually... actually pressed on that person's body.

Even though the fragments in front of her were still, Qianqing clearly heard the other party's rapid panting.

Qianqing's breathing also became rapid, and he stretched out his hand forward, as if trying to move forward to touch something.

More and more blood entered from his left ear.

Qianqing saw again that she was lying on the bed with the man on top of her.

The man coughed badly and his body was shaking.

Two young bodies are intertwined, the bed sheet is wrinkled...

"Little Grandpa," Wanxian saw that Bairen's blood had been used up for a long time, but Qianqing was still silent, so she called out again and again: "Little Grandpa, Little Grandpa!"

Her voice brought Chiharu back to reality.He turned his head, looked at Wanxian, then at Feng Zhaoming.

Wanxian asked anxiously, "Little Grandpa, what do you think?"

"I..." Qianqing frowned and said, "I saw it, some."

Feng Zhaoming asked quietly: "Have you seen who that person is?"

Qianqing shook her head, then nodded again.

Seriously said: "I seem to have had a skin-to-skin relationship with that person."

As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked.

Wanxian was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Young master, do you know the name of that girl from that family?"

Qianqing pressed her forehead, frowned and said: "I don't know if it's a girl or something... I haven't remembered it yet, I still haven't remembered anything."

He yelled, raised his head high, the silver dots on his forehead were dazzling, and a vast and fierce aura shot up into the sky.

If anyone else is here, they will definitely be terrified by this murderous intention, and they don't know what kind of terrifying existence is sealed between Qian Qing's forehead.

He saw two intersecting chains on the silver point between his foreheads, trembling violently, blocking more fierceness from raging outwards.

In the dazzling white light, there is an extremely small and slender silver dragon swimming around.The space inside the circle is too small, the silver dragon is irritable, roaring with his mouth open, the dragon's whiskers are distinct, and the sound shakes the whole field.

Can't hold back!

Wanxian is the closest.Even though she was already a monk at the out-of-body stage, she was still struck by Qian Qing's fierce breath and closed her eyes.The pain in her chest was so painful that she couldn't help but fell backwards, gritted her teeth and said:

"Little Grandpa, please calm down. You don't have to worry. Since Feng Xianjun has a way to restrain 'Even if you don't know each other', you will definitely restore all your memories. It doesn't matter if you can't remember it now. One day you will think about it." Get up. Young master, is Feng Xianjun's idea good? Doesn't this save a lot of trouble than we go down the mountain to search randomly?"

Qianqing was irritable. He should have heard what Wanxian said, but he couldn't control his out-of-control emotions for a while.

Wanxian's old chest wound was originally scratched by Nielong's claws during the battle of Nielong, and it took a long time to heal.At this time, just under the influence of Fulong's microwave, the wound tended to split open, and the pain was unbearable.

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Wanxian's mouth, she turned her head, looked at Feng Zhaoming, and said, "Fengxian Jun! You also have to say something."

Feng Zhaoming squeezed the sound amplification formula, and said in a deep voice, "Qianqing."

In the huge space, Feng Zhaoming's voice echoed everywhere, seeming to suppress the Fulong's roar on Qian Qing's forehead.

Fortunately, what was sealed between Qianqing's forehead was only a scale of an adult Fulong, and now it is still immature.

Let Fulong grow up on Qianqing's forehead for a hundred years, if Qianqing can't tame it, there may not be a single monk who can suppress Fulong in ancient and modern times.

However, Feng Zhaoming amplified the sound of the four walls, and the sound was like thunder, piercing into Qian Qing's ears.

Qianqing opened her eyes wide and looked towards him.

Feng Zhaoming sat cross-legged beside him, and sighed inaudibly.

Then say:

"Qianqing, no matter what happens in the future, I promise you that I will help you find that person back."

"..."

"You are emotionally unstable. If you let Fulong go on like this, your body will not be able to bear it. If you want to live, you need to suppress the beast in the forehead. If you lose your life at this time, you will never be able to find that beast again in this lifetime." The one you have forgotten."

Qian Qing was refreshed and opened her mouth to answer, but suddenly a huge force surged out of her body, almost breaking her body.

The Fulong between the foreheads swam quickly, with unspeakable bravery.

The two cranes perched in the dantian also felt the pressure in their bodies. They fluttered their wings, opened and closed their beaks, and flames flew around them, resisting the strong pressure brought by Fulong.

For a moment, Qianqing's body seemed to be a battlefield for these two legendary beasts, both painful and hot.

"Qianqing."

"Qianqing!"

Feng Zhaoming and Wanxian called out his name at the same time, but Qianqing couldn't hear their words at all.

He groaned in extreme pain, and his mind buzzed.

Qianqing closed her eyes, feeling dizzy, as if falling into a dream.

In the next second, his body suddenly became heavy, as if he was falling rapidly.

Everything around became quiet.

The fields are all silent and silent.

Qianqing opened her eyes, and everything she saw was dazzling white light.

——what did I forget?