After recovering the memory, I found out that I married my old enemy

When Lu Lang woke up, he habitually touched the person in his arms, but he only touched the quilt covering his body.

He woke up suddenly, his face darkened, he fell asleep unknowingly last night, and he slept very well strangely!I thought Yin Miao, who was weak, had no way of escaping with the black iron chain, but unexpectedly...

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report." The dark guard suddenly appeared in the room like a shadow, "The little master is gone!"

Lu Lang's face became even more gloomy, and his voice was filled with overwhelming anger, "Search the inside and outside of the Demon Palace, and don't miss a single corner! Seal the Demon Realm! Look for the madam and the little master!"

"Subordinates obey."

Lu Lang waved his hand, and the Tongtian Mirror appeared immediately. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the retrospective yesterday in the mirror.

Ah Miao...

Near the border of the Demon Realm, there are many inns, bustling markets, and immortal cultivators coming and going.In the past, there were very few guards patrolling, but now batches of well-trained guards are searching every hotel and every street.

Yin Miao, who used the disguise technique, looked at the heavily guarded gate of the Demon Realm, so she had no choice but to go to an inn and stay there temporarily.

He still has unhealed wounds on his body, so he can't catch up with that much distance for a while. After all, it is not an ordinary distance from the magic palace to here.

After entering the guest room and setting up shields around, Yin Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out a little beast from the storage ring.

Although most of the storage rings can only be put into dead things, the ring that Lu Lang gave him is indeed a rare ring that can be put into living things. There are many rare treasures and spirit stone potions in this ring, which are enough A cultivator lives for thousands of years.

The little beast looks no more than the size of a palm, with silver-gray fluff all over its body, a bit like a wolf cub.A pair of black eyes were full of nostalgia and dependence on Yin Miao, and they kept arching in his arms at this moment, which seemed a bit coquettish.

Recently, Yin Miao rarely smiled slightly at the corners of Lu Lang's mouth that had been stiff for a long time.

This little beast is his and Lu Lang's biological son. It looks like a little wolf cub, but it's not a wolf demon.

When Yin Miao was still a direct disciple of the last head of the Qiankun Sect, he once visited the library of the Sect. The Illustrated Book of All Things there recorded the rare and exotic beasts that appeared in this world. impression.

But he couldn't see the type of son, or Lu Lang's real body.

There are races, demons, ghosts, etc. in this world. They can become sword cultivators, demon cultivators, spiritual cultivators, etc., but the status of demons is always low, and it is common for them to be discriminated against.The fact that Lu Lang of Moyu Mozun is a demon is indeed surprising, and many people probably don't know his real body.

The son was only a year old, and he couldn't take shape yet.When Yin Miao escaped from the magic palace, he met this son who could smell his identity even if he changed his appearance. Afraid of being discovered, Yin Miao quickly put him in the storage ring.

Wherever Yin Miao's finger is pointing, Xiao Zai Zai's eyes will follow, it's so cute.

Although Lu Lang is a bastard and hateful person, and his behavior is bad, but his son is quite cute.Yin Miao didn't feel any dislike for the son he and Lu Lang gave birth to, but he was puzzled, and his memory didn't tell him why he was pregnant as a man. All these puzzles might have to wait until he returned to Qiankunzong. probing.

Yin Miao crushed the cakes brought by the children on the round table into powder with a spoon and fed them to Xiao Zai Zai.

The cubs ate happily.

The light of the luminous pearl dotted the dark bedroom, a lot of white mist floated from the bathtub, and a slender figure loomed through the window screen.

The waist-length beauty is lying in the tub, with an indistinguishable face faintly revealed in the white mist, with picturesque features, like an unworldly fairy.

"It's no wonder that Lu Lang fell in love with the Lord so much. If I had seen this appearance a few years ago, I'm afraid I would also fall in love with you."

He heard his voice before seeing him, but Yin Miao already knew who was visiting.

Yin Miao frowned, is he so bad now that he can't even notice people around him?

The dark blue robe curved out on the ground, and a man wearing a silver mask suddenly appeared beside the bathtub, shaking a folding fan coquettishly in his hand.

"Do you still have the hobby of watching people bathe?" Yin Miao curled her lips, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

"My lord, you also know that Lu Lang is chasing you so hard. Didn't I come to remind you that he is about to find this place?" The silver-masked man shook the folding fan in his hand, "At any rate, I helped you escape. Demon Palace, why are you so indifferent to me?"

"Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"Your lord, as long as you know, I will not do anything against you."

Yin Miaopao remained motionless in the medicated bath, "Don't do anything against me and cast a spell on me? What do you want me to do?"

The silver-masked man raised his lips under the mask, and handed Yin Miao a magic weapon for communication, "The lord is really quick to talk, I will use this to contact you if I have something to do." Then he ambiguously whispered in Yin Miao's ear: "Lu Lang will Arrive here after a stick of incense, leave quickly, you still have to do something for me."

The air behind him fluctuated, and then it was empty.

The effect of the medicated bath was good, Yin Miao gradually recovered her physical strength, and the feeling of weakness in her body gradually subsided.

He looked at the place where the silver-masked man disappeared, and slowly frowned.

Who is the silver-masked man?The person who can snatch him from Lu Lang's arms without Lu Lang noticing and take him out of the magic palace safe and sound, his cultivation level is definitely not worse than Lu Lang's.

In the past five years, have there been many masters in the immortal cultivation world?

Qiankunzong.

At this time, Fang Changyuan, the suzerain of the Qiankun Sect, was standing in the room where all the life cards of the Qiankun Sect were placed.

He looked in front of his master's life card that suddenly burst out with strong spiritual power fluctuations, with a serious expression on his face, and habitually touched his chin: "Master has recovered his cultivation, and he is near the Qiankun sect?"

Five years ago, since Master failed to cross the tribulation, although the fate card has not been broken, it has always been dim, showing the weakness of the owner of the life card, and even dying.He has been looking for his master for five years, and he also asked his disciples to look for his master while practicing, but there has been no trace of him for many years.

Now, this fate card actually lights up again?

A gust of wind suddenly blew from an unknown place, with a familiar breath, Fang Changyuan's eyes widened, and he turned around in disbelief. The man in front of him was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the sect, although his face was the kind that would not be conspicuous even if thrown in the crowd, But that man's aura...

"Master?"

Fang Changyuan cried out in surprise.

"En." Yin Miao nodded, and set up an invisible protective shield around to prevent others from eavesdropping and watching.

"Master, this disciple knows that you are not dead! I, my brothers and sisters, and my uncles all believe that you will come back." Fang Changyuan almost wanted to hug Master excitedly, but after thinking about Master's obsession with cleanliness, he put down his eagerness hands.

"I've made you worry for so many years." Yin Miao said guiltily, seeing the disciple who still cared about him even after being away for so many years, a warm current flowed through his heart.Thinking of Qin Zixu, I couldn't help feeling a little sad again.

He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, "In the years when I died, according to the outside world, did Ziyu have..."

Yin Miao didn't finish his sentence, but Fang Changyuan became furious when he heard Qin Zixu's name: "Master, he is a scumbag! Not only did he not come to Qiankunzong to ask about your fate after you failed to cross the thunder tribulation and disappeared. Is the card safe, and secretly spread the news of your death to the outside world, if it weren’t for the senior brother who saw what he did with his own eyes, we would still be kept in the dark! After hearing that you died, those big sects in the world of cultivating immortals thought our sect It's so bullying, everyone wants to carve up the Qiankun Sect and bully the people in our sect!"

Yin Miao was stunned.He doesn't like to show his emotions too much, and he has been in mood swings too many times recently.

Fang Changyuan was still chattering: "You know, I just took over the sect five years ago. Master, you have to prepare for the thunder calamity of the tribulation period. This is the time when the sect's heart is uncertain. His intention to spread such news What is self-evident!" He secretly glanced at Yin Miao, and after confirming that he was not angry, he said: "Master, after Qin Zixu did this, I followed suit and said you were dead, just because I was afraid that some people would take advantage of you. Weakness wants to murder you, are you angry?"

"No." Yin Miao rubbed the center of her brows, and said hoarsely, "Go ahead and tell me some recent things."

Fang Changyuan then said cautiously: "The day before yesterday, Qin Zixu got married to the jewel in the palm of the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, did you know?"

It turned out that the picture Lu Lang showed me was real.This was Yin Miao's first thought.

There are some things that Yin Miao doesn't want to think deeply about, such as why Qin Zixu knew that he would definitely die under the thunder calamity, and he was 100% sure, otherwise he couldn't have acted like this.

To him, that truth was definitely more cruel than the fact that Qin Zixu had moved on in just five years.

But there are some things that I have to think about, even if it is to add more injuries to the wounds.

Fang Changyuan slowly told what happened in the world of cultivating immortals during his five years of amnesia.

In front of Qiankun Zong's guardian formation, Lu Lang looked far away at Misty Peak hidden under the dark night.

His eyes were full of eerie horror, with a hint of gnashing of teeth: "Yin Miao—"

I am coming.

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