Duan Huaijin took out one side of the killing array to cover the fire room again, and handed the other side to Shi Di, then quietly returned to the fire room, and sat down three feet behind Qiao Ziyu.

At this time, he was helpless in other aspects, he could only silently look at his Ziyu.

Qiao Ziyu turned her head to the side and gave Duan Huaijin a shallow glance, then turned around and put a serious look on her face, quickly took out more than a dozen sets of Yuanzhi and threw them into the alchemy furnace, flipping her fingers quickly to perform several moves!

puff--!

A green light exploded from the furnace, Qiao Ziyu's eyes turned serious, and he quickly took out three stalks of Guwencao and threw them into the alchemy furnace.

The Yuan Zhi in the furnace was melting rapidly, Qiao Ziyu moved her fingertips slightly, and pulled out a trace of soul power to peel off the impurities from the liquid medicine, wrapped it in Yuan Qi and took it out of the furnace.

The medicinal liquid exudes a strong medicinal fragrance in the furnace, and the medicinal gas permeating the furnace is boiling wantonly.

Qiao Ziyu winked, and made another hand move, trying to force the medicinal gas into the medicinal liquid.

"boom--"

The sound of the shackles being broken suddenly sounded in my mind, and Qiao Ziyu's pupils couldn't help trembling!

A large number of memory fragments rushed over frantically, and the sharp corners cut the brain fiercely, and a violent throbbing pain arbitrarily rose from the depths of the mind, and quickly swept the entire brain!

Qiao Ziyu's face was pale in pain, her teeth were clenched, and her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, but she continued to fight without realizing it.

As if a flood gate had been opened, the memory blocked by the gray mist poured down in her mind. Qiao Ziyu stretched out her hand, passed through the pieces of memory, and 'saw' many people who had never met before.

There is a majestic middle-aged man in black clothes, a luxurious and charming arrogant woman, a gentle young man in exquisite clothes, and several servants who nod and bow to him...

But...how could anyone treat him with such respect...?

"Ziyu—!"

The person in front of him fell straight back without warning, Duan Huaijin's pupils constricted, and he rushed over in an instant, taking the fallen Qiao Ziyu into his arms.

The person in the arms was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his long black eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, in great pain.

A whip suddenly came down on Duan Huaijin's heart!

Duan Huaijin gritted her back teeth, and quickly ran back to the room with her in her arms.

Gently placing the person on the bed, Duan Huaijin stretched out a slightly trembling hand to hold Qiao Ziyu's hand, half lying on the side of the bed, staring at her tightly without moving, feeling uncontrollably flustered.

It was cold, a gust of wind tore off the leaves from the trees, and sneaked into the house. Duan Huaijin, who had not known the heat for a long time, felt the chill on his back.

With a flick of his sleeve, he slammed the door and window shut.

Qiao Ziyu was still unconscious, her pale face gradually became transparent, and the blood on Duan Huaijin's face gradually faded...

Time's legs and feet are still very good, although the two people on the bed didn't move, the sky gradually darkened that day.

The light entering the room was somewhat gloomy.

The eye sockets were dry and sore from not blinking for a long time, Duan Huaijin blinked once, feeling a little pain.

The next moment, the person on the bed opened his eyes, and at the moment Duan Huaijin opened his mouth in surprise, two lines of tears flowed down from those clear black eyes, and blended into his hair bit by bit.

It's just that, unlike in the past, the tear-filled eyes are quiet and dead, completely missing the agility of the past, only traces of hatred are entrenched and brewing in the dead eyes.

Realizing the change in Qiao Ziyu's body, Duan Huaijin suffocated for breath, only feeling that a gap had been torn out from the bottom of her heart, and then poured with boiling oil.

He regretted it. He would rather his Tzuyu not regain his memory than to see such dead silence and pain devour Qiao Tzuyu's aura.

"Ziyu..."

Duan Huaijin gently wiped away the tears on Qiao Ziyu's face after not speaking for a long time, and gently embraced her in her arms.

Qiao Ziyu didn't respond, and after a long while, she blinked slowly, as if she was about to wake up, and finally felt the warmth protecting her back, and her dead eyes trembled slightly.

"Huaijin..."

"Huaijin!"

Qiao Ziyu struggled and threw herself into Duan Huaijin's arms.

He buried his face tightly in Duan Huaijin's chest, his voice was a little hoarse, with a trace of suppressed sobs: "Huaijin..."

Duan Huaijin's eyes were slightly wet, and he gently stroked Qiao Ziyu's back with his hand, and said in a very soft voice, "Ziyu, I am..."

Finally feeling that his Tzuyu had regained some of his former anger, Duan Huaijin was both pained and happy...

"Ziyu..."

"I remember it now," Qiao Ziyu suddenly said, her fingertips turning white, "I remember it all..."

Duan Huaijin didn't make a sound, but just stroked Qiao Ziyu's back one after another. He knew that his Ziyu didn't need him to speak at this time.

Qiao Ziyu paused for a while, before hitting the ground softly.

"Huaijin, I want to go back to Dianzhou to find my father."

"it is good."

"I want revenge."

"it is good."

"Don't ask me why?"

Duan Huaijin felt the warmth in her arms, "As long as Ziyu wants to do it, I will support it."

"Huaijin, you..." Qiao Ziyu's eyes warmed up, and he slowly let go of his clenched fingers, bending over and gently hugging Duan Huaijin's shoulder.

Duan Huaijin felt Qiao Ziyu's breathing, and spoke softly after a while.

"Can you tell your husband about Tzuyu's past?"

Qiao Ziyu paused for a moment, her eyes were stern.

Then he said softly: "Yes, you can tell Huai Jin anything."

......

In Qiao Ziyu's forbearing narrative, Duan Huaijin finally realized what kind of life his Ziyu had lived in the past ten years.

Qiao Ziyu was not only not a slave, he was actually the eldest son of the fifth house of the Qiao family in Dianzhou.

His father, Huai Yu, is not only the only ninth-level alchemist in Dianzhou, but also one of the three famous alchemy saints in the whole northern Ming country. He met his father Qiao Tianguang when he was in the limelight, and fell in love. The two got married quickly and gave birth to their first child three years later, named Qiao Ziyang.

But the first child died prematurely before he was a year old.

And Qiao Ziyu is their second child. After giving birth, Huai Yu took him by his side to take care of him every day. After taking Shengzi Dan for the second time, the root cause of the disease fell.

That's right, although Huai Yu is beautiful, he is indeed not Shuang'er, but a man, but in order to be with Qiao Tianguang, he refined the extinct Birth Pill according to a broken formula of Birth Pill, This is the possibility of pregnancy.Of course, Huai Yu didn't think about this at first, it was just because Qiao Tianguang was the youngest son loved by the head of the Qiao family, and the head of the Qiao family didn't allow his most beloved son to be with Huai Yu, even though Huai Yu was someone the outside world wanted to pursue. He is a master of alchemy, but when he thinks that his son will die, the Patriarch of the Qiao family doesn't even see Huai Yu.

It wasn't until Huaiyu took Shengzidan that she was diagnosed with pregnancy that the Patriarch of the Qiao family agreed to Qiao Tianguang's marriage with Huaiyu.

After Huai Yu took the Birth Pill, a gestational sac formed in his body. The gestational sac and the fetus in the gestational sac were fed entirely by his cultivation and blood essence. He originally thought that giving birth to a child would be enough. But he didn't expect that the first child died early, and after the second child was pregnant, the disadvantages of the incomplete prescription became more and more obvious. The gestational sac absorbed the essence, blood and cultivation in his body more and more out of control. , his cultivation has fallen to the Yuanye stage.

However, Huai Yu's love for Qiao Ziyu did not diminish at all. Until Qiao Ziyu was six years old, Huai Yu thought that he was the happiest person in the Beiming Kingdom.

This illusion of happiness lasted until the day before Qiao Tianguang smiled and hugged a three-year-old child, and took the sixth lady of the Gong family into Qiao's house.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Tianguang had been cheating on him for at least four years, and Huai Yu was about to take Qiao Ziyu away in grief and anger. How could he have imagined that Qiao Tianguang slapped the young boy's arm hard, and that thin white arm was tied with a holy low-grade The black tassels cut off Huai Yu's last retreat in an instant.

How could he have imagined that the Qiao family begged the ninth-level craftsman in the imperial capital to obtain the lower-grade broken Dan banner for a year, and the first fringe was used on his Yu'er? !

And Qiao Tianguang changed his attitude suddenly after Huai Yu couldn't respond to his soft words. On the same day, Huai Yu, who had just recovered to the Yuangu rank, and Qiao Ziyu, who was only six years old, were sent to Qiao's house In the small room on the first floor of the Alchemy Pavilion.

It was also at that time that Huai Yu sadly learned that Qiao Tianguang's favorite in his heart had always been Gong Anran, the sixth young lady of the Gong family, and when he fell in love at the beginning, he disagreed with the so-called old man Qiao and asked him to have a child before he could wait. A series of things are nothing more than... a set set up early.

It is right that Huai Yu has no father and no mother, and it is right that Huai Yu is soft-hearted and lacks love.

Therefore, on the second day after Gong's elders made a holy-level elixir and became a ninth-level alchemist, Qiao Tianguang couldn't wait to take Gong Anran into his house.

No wonder, no wonder that in the first ten memories Qiao Ziyu retrieved, it was either the hot and simple fire room, or the narrow room on the first floor of the Alchemy Pavilion.

After all, it is where he spends most of his time.

The Qiao family's calculations were well planned. They wanted to turn Huai Yu into a puppet who could only desperately supply the Qiao family with pills, but without the supply of high-grade edible Yuan Zhi, Huai Yu's illness became more and more serious. Soon he fell to the Yuanye stage again, and his meager soul power could no longer support the refining of holy-level pills, and even in the end, he couldn't even refine heaven-level pills.

Until Qiao Ziyu was 12 years old when he was invited by Lin Yao to go out. He ran into the palace family and was angered by his obscenity and proposed to fight alchemy, showing some talent for alchemy. On the young Qiao Ziyu.

The dark days seem to have no end, but Huai Yu is not without plans. He hopes that his Yu'er can refine the holy medicine as soon as possible, and become a ninth-level alchemist. Pick off the fringe; or, when his Yu'er reaches the Yuanwei stage, he can pick off the fringe by himself.

However, the possibility of the latter is almost zero. The person holding the lower-grade Podan banner of the holy level must be the Patriarch of the Qiao family. The old monster has lived for more than 800 years and has good aptitude. Yu'er wanted to unknowingly catch up with the old monster's cultivation level, which is simply a fantasy.

However, the "turning point" happened the day before Qiao Ziyu's 16th birthday. Lin Yao, the most gifted of the fourth generation of the Lin family, gave Qiao Ziyu a storage ring engraved with Mu Huanhua. It was only then that Huai Yu knew that this child who came to Yu'er every other month was secretly in love with Yu'er, the most famous flower of love in Beiming Kingdom.

Lin Yao is five years older than Qiao Ziyu, but he is the fourth generation of the Lin family. The ancestor of the Lin family is a generation older than the Patriarch of the Qiao family. The person with the highest cultivation level in Dianzhou, in the past, Huaiyu only thought of Lin Yao as Yuer's ordinary friend, and never thought of asking them for help. It would be best to let Yu'er untie the tassels.

However, Huai Yu's plan could never be realized. On the night Qiao Ziyu came back with the storage ring, he was called to his yard by the second young master Qiao Ting, and then he was fed Kuva grass and never returned. …

......

Duan Huaijin looked at the tearful little husband, and felt the pain in his heart. He stroked Qiao Ziyu's back with his hands, and the gentle and fiery warmth fell on Qiao Ziyu's face, sucking away the salty and bitter tears, "Ziyu... ...."

"Actually, that's all." Qiao Ziyu smiled slowly, "Mysterious Kuva Weed can't damage memory, does Huai Jin know who tampered with my memory?"

Duan Huaijin's heart was about to burst.

"It's my father..."

"Because Qiao Ting hates me for 'seducing' his brother Lin Yao..."

"That's why he asked my father to teach me a hard lesson, and tampered with my memory to serve him as a lowly slave..."

"Actually, it's not necessary. I'm like a slave in Qiao's house..."

"Then he asked my father to tamper with my memory as a twin, and sold me to a remote village, saying that he wanted me to enjoy being a twin..."

"In the end, I deliberately smashed my tendons and dantian that had been half-damaged by the Kuva grass..."

"Huaijin, why..."

"why......"

"Isn't he my father, why can he treat me so...so hard?!"

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