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Ban Xia was curious about the man sitting on the bed, he instinctively did not reject this stranger, as if there was a mysterious relationship between the two of them, he found himself floating around the man, but he couldn't stay away from this man.

Ban Xia originally wanted to reach out to try to see if he could touch the man, but before his hand touched the man, he felt a tingling pain, and he withdrew his hand in shock.

The pain at that moment reminded Banxia of the pain she felt when she was in someone else's body before, so she dared not try to touch a man again.

He watched the man carefully put the section of black hair in his hand into a sachet that he carried with him, put the sachet into his arms, and put it on his heart.

Ban Xia watched him stretch out his hand to caress his throat again, as if he was brewing something, the expression on his face gradually became calm from the heartache and helplessness at the beginning.

His hand slid to his chest, pressing the sachet through his clothes, his eyes suddenly softened, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Wan Ling... Ling'er, you will become cold-hearted, and you will not love anyone except yourself."

The moment the man's voice fell, Ban Xia's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he felt something in his heart.

Ban Xia knew that he must have something to do with this person, but why was he told to "don't speak" all the time when he could talk so much?

Ban Xia's mind has been echoing Zhuo Yan's words that often seriously reminded herself.

At this time, Wan Ling, who was being locked in the dungeon by Wan Sha with a heavy spirit-binding lock, seemed to feel something suddenly, his whole body shook, his heart seemed to be bitten by insects, and his scarlet eyes shone. In the past, her soft and charming eyes were shining, and her expression became distorted due to pain.

Wan Ling has been struggling for many days, trying to break free from the spirit-binding chain that bound her hands. Even her magic power was locked by the chain, and her thin white wrists were already bloody.

Even though she couldn't use mana, she made a lot of noise. In order not to let others know that she had returned and brought that person back, after Wan Sha locked Wan Ling, she imposed many restrictions on it, so that Prevent others from inadvertently intruding or discovering something.

Wan Ling's eyes were already bloodshot, she hated herself for trusting the clan too easily, she knew that the man had strange abilities, yet she brought him to this dragon's lake and tiger's lair so recklessly.

When she brought the man back that day, she was stopped by her brother before she had time to meet the elder.

Wan Ling was already exhausted, and the amount of blood fed to the man was increasing every day, but she herself had not recovered, and was easily snatched away by Wan Sha who was still in a coma, and she was also attacked. Lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was already in this dark place.

Wan Ling had lost too much blood, hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and was locked up in such a place. Her body could no longer bear the impact, but at this moment her heart was in great pain.

Wan Ling clearly realized that he was gradually losing something.

But what is lost?

Wan Ling can't remember clearly.

*****

After hearing the man say that, not long after, Ban Xia's consciousness was torn away from the man.

After a long period of darkness, Banxia finally realizes that she can't wake up in reality.

Ban Xia was no longer panicked like he was at the beginning, he found that it was not completely dark here, he could see his hands, feet and clothes clearly.

He took two steps in such a strange place in a daze. He felt that his feet were soft, as if he was stepping on the ground. He turned his head around and expected to see other colors. light stuff.

The thing looked like a human being, but it seemed to have animal ears and a long tail.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over there.

Ban Xia felt that he had walked for a long time, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he walked in front of the "person" who seemed to be shining like himself.

Ban Xia could see clearly that the animal ears were fox ears, but she couldn't see the other party's face clearly, the other party's figure seemed to be a woman.

An ethereal voice came from Banxia's ear, as if it was through water, it couldn't be heard clearly.

Ban Xia had an intuition that the woman in front of him was talking, but he couldn't hear clearly, which made him a little anxious. He couldn't help but want to get closer to her, but when he was about to act, he suddenly heard clearly that it was indeed a woman. The voice, what the other party has been chanting is a name.

——Mu Qingrong.

Ban Xia clearly couldn't see the woman's face, but he always felt that she was extremely sad. He felt that the other party must have crimson eyes, although he didn't know why he thought so.

"Mu Qingrong, you made me forget my love, but you never considered whether I would like it."

"Mu Qingrong, you have saved so many people with your life, do you think they are willing to let you save them?"

"Mu Qingrong, the woman you saved is still dead, and she died for you."

"Mu Qingrong, I really hope you are deaf and dumb."

"Mu Qingrong, you are the most heartless person."

The woman seemed to be cursing something, and kept thinking about the person named Mu Qingrong.

Ban Xia felt dizzy in her head, but suddenly remembered that the sachet that the man saw before used to hold his hair had the word "Mu" embroidered on it.

Ban Xia lost consciousness again.

*****

Zhuo Yan accidentally discovered that Ban Xia had lost consciousness in a deep sleep.

In the past, as long as there is any movement by herself, Banxia will definitely wake up, and then look at herself with a pair of eyes without blinking, afraid that she will leave.

But just now, Zhuo Yan was worried that Ban Xia would be thirsty after waking up, so he got up to fetch a glass of water for him, Ban Xia didn't wake up when he left, and Ban Xia still didn't wake up when he came back.

Zhuoyan was suddenly a little surprised, patted Banxia's shoulder lightly, and called him in a low voice, but as his shouting became louder, Banxia didn't have the slightest intention of waking up.

Zhuo Yan was completely startled, he carried Ban Xia into the room in a panic, placed him on the soft bed, bit his own fingertips, and poured the blood into Ban Xia's mouth.

However, when the big wounds healed automatically, Ban Xia still didn't wake up.

Just when Zhuo Yan felt that he was restless, he felt that the formation he had set up was touched, and the other party didn't mean to rush in by force, but just poked at the formation one after another.

Zhuoyan waved his hand irritably, and withdrew the magic circle, but it only took a moment for the magic circle to disappear, and it recovered in a blink of an eye, which annoyed the other people who were about to sneak in.

Zhuo Yan looked at the door impatiently, and there was someone he knew very well—Shuang Jiu.

As soon as Shuang Jiu entered the room, she focused on Ban Xia, who was sleeping on the bed, showing an expression that was as expected.

"You interrupted his inheritance before, didn't you?"

Shuang Jiu walked slowly towards the bed, looking at Ban Xia's face that seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but knew that Ban Xia must bear the inheritance at this time.

"I didn't guide you this time." Zhuo Yan said in a low voice, as if a little annoyed.

Shuang Jiu pulled out the wooden fan on her waist, opened it, and gently fanned Ban Xia's face, the wind blew the short hair on Ban Xia's forehead.

"Have you forgotten that when Mute Words become adults, their inherited memories will be awakened passively? But because they have been suppressed for too long and suddenly awakened, the impact they will receive will be greater."

From the corner of Shuang Jiu's eyes, she kept paying attention to Zhuo Yan's face. After she finished speaking, she saw Zhuo Yan's face so as not to turn pale.

Zhuo Yan took it lightly, the comfortable life with Ban Xia made him relax his vigilance.

"Zhuo Yan..." Shuang Jiuyou sighed, "Such persistence is meaningless, they don't want Ban Xia's life."

"That's what they said to Yan Cheng at the beginning." Zhuo Yan looked at Ban Xia's face with cold eyes, but it seemed that he was looking at another person through Ban Xia.

"Yan Cheng is himself..."

"Will not!"

Zhuoyan interrupted Shuang Jiu roughly.

"Yan Cheng won't do it." Zhuo Yan stared at Shuang Jiu and said slowly.

Shuang Jiu opened his mouth, finally decided not to quarrel with Yan Cheng and Zhuo Yan, the most urgent task now is to bring Ban Xia back.

"I don't need to remind you. You should know how many people outside this room are waiting to snatch this dumb word that is about to be passed on. What do you really want?" Hanging it on his waist again, he bullied Zhuoyan and asked in a forceful posture.

"..." Zhuo Yan just turned his head lightly, without answering.

Shuang Jiu felt even more annoyed at the way that Zhuo Yan kept his mouth shut, so he stretched out his hand to grab Pinellia ruthlessly. Halfway through the movement, a fierce wind suddenly came, and Shuang Jiu sensed the killing intent contained in it. Terrified, it was too late when he wanted to avoid it, three bloodstains were inevitably scratched by Zhuo Yan's claws on his wrist.

This is the first time that Zhuo Yan has shown such a strong killing intent towards Shuang Jiu.

Zhuo Yan's right hand that had just scratched Shuang Jiu was now hanging down naturally, and the sharp nails were still dripping with Shuang Jiu's blood, showing how deep the wound was.

Shuang Jiu looked at the wound on his wrist in disbelief, the pain of the wound at this moment was not as shocking as he felt.

Shuang Jiu and Zhuo Yan are equal in strength, and both of them are highly anticipated juniors in the clan. What is rare is that although their personalities are not even a little bit different, they get along unexpectedly harmoniously. Shuang Jiu was shocked by such a merciless appearance.

Under Shuang Jiu's unbelievable gaze, Zhuo Yan's crimson eyes shone with a captivating light: "He is not someone you can touch."