After amnesia, I fell in love with my old enemy

The black dragon that was cut in half didn't make a sound of mourning. Its body was invisible, and it directly dissipated into black mist and merged into the thundercloud under the sword edge, and it fled to a distance before re-condensing into a shape.

It didn't attack rashly. It looked over the young white dragon with fried hair and looked at the western sky. The two eyes that were as bright as the sun showed that it was not the greed for meat and the eagerness to play as in the past. Familiar cruelty and cunning.

Just like the white dragon that Che Yuanwen is manipulating the dragon's energy to turn into at this moment, the soul residing in the body of the black dragon belongs to Yu Xingxing.

After turning into a cloud of black smoke and leaving the imperial mausoleum, he devoted himself to taking the more pure dragon blood and the dragon soul from the Candle Dragon Seed for his own use.It's not easy, the dragon's blood is more pure than imagined, even if the dragon soul has been raised by Che Shanxue as a child, it has been awake for many years, and it is difficult to deal with.But Yu Xingxing relied on his superior power to gobble up the two and successfully shaped the invisible dragon body he was using at the moment.

No, this is not a dragon body.

Because it has no dragon horns and no dragon claws, except for the pair of candle dragon pupils awakened by Che Shanxue's eyes, it can't even compare with a snake demon who has cultivated for hundreds of years in the Demon Realm.

Yu Caoxing urgently needs it to be promoted to a real candle dragon. For this reason, he needs Dayan's dragon energy to awaken the dragon soul, and he needs eight yang and nine yin veins to fill his body.

He needs the blood of sinners to run like a river on the earth, let him refine the resentment in it, extract the power in it, transform it into false dragon blood, and make it flow in the blood vessels in the dragon's body that are wider than the river.

He needs the bones and flesh of sinners for him to eat, so that he can fill his empty stomach as soon as he transforms into Candle Dragon.

It is a pity that in today's Hongjing, these are not available.

Che Shanxue ordered the killing and expulsion as if he had foreseen it in advance, so that now there is no rebel around Hongjing.In Hongjing, anyone who could be regarded as a sinner, from princes and aristocrats to commoners and peddlers, were all beheaded in the squares of East Market and West Market.

Wherever Yu Caoxing looked at at the moment, none of them could be considered food.

The flesh and blood of ordinary people is not inedible, but the power contained in it is far less than that of sinners.

Of course, the best food is those powerful warriors or Zhushi, for example... the one coming from the west now.

Yu Caoxing hesitated.

He still remembered his defeat against Chen Wei last time, even though he had obtained dragon blood and dragon soul and half a dragon body now, he didn't feel that he was ready to fight No. [-] under heaven.

He is far from being proficient in this body, and he has not found the knack of how to use Zhu Yu in this situation.In the current confrontation with Chen Wei, he is not even sure of winning by three points.

Seeing that the second cyan sword light had already brought the person named Sword Master to the sky above Hongjing, Yu Xingxing, who was about to retreat, only hesitated for a moment. To flee in all directions.

This decision can be said to be quick, but it was still a step slower under Chen Wei's sword.

The strong wind rises from the end of the bamboo leaves, accompanied by the rustling sound of the whole bamboo sea, the sword wind rushes everywhere and everywhere, it is so gentle when it leaves the sword edge, but it is like a rolling snowball when it comes to Yu Caoxing It usually turned into a thunderbolt, and even the black smoke and thunderclouds were swept away under this irresistible force.

Hongjing's sky has returned to the washed blue, beautiful and peaceful as everyone's previous vision was nothing but an illusion.Only a very thin wisp of black smoke was not involved, and fled in a hurry.

Bailong Feiwu also dissipated like a white cloud. On the ground, Che Yuanwen blinked in a daze, and the next moment, amidst the screams of the ministers, he pulled out the golden sword from his waist.

He had only half drawn the sword when he felt someone holding his wrist.

Che Yuanwen raised his head, his eyes only touched a strong chin.Before he could feel sorry for the sad height difference, the Sword Master of Qingcheng, holding his wrist, pushed Che Yuanwen's golden sword back into its sheath.

"Nothing," Chen Wei said, "Don't worry."

He took a step back, allowing the concerned ministers to squeeze in.

Doctor Li, Eunuch Xi, and the ministers all asked how Che Yuanwen was doing well, while the young new emperor was answering the ministers' questions while looking at the head of Qingcheng who hadn't seen him for a long time.

His gaze first stayed for a moment on the thick bandage wrapped around Chen Wei's right elbow, and then carefully scanned Chen Wei's missing hair, sleeves with only cloth strips, and almost bare chest. And three unhealed wounds on the chest—what seemed to be the claws of some beast, etc.

When Chen Wei and Che Yuanwen met for the second time, they appeared rather embarrassed.

But compared to the other two youths who appeared on the street, the honor of the Sword Master of Qingcheng is not bad.

Those two youths were just driven by Chen Wei all the way, even if they fell to the ground, they still supported each other, otherwise they would not be able to stand firmly.

The short-haired young man was wearing nothing but a robe. If he hadn't been supported by his companions, he might already be lying on the ground and unable to get up.The long-haired young man was equally shabby, but he was tidied up in an orderly manner. A coarse cloth shirt with air leaking everywhere was worn on him like a dragon robe worn by Che Yuanwen.And the cheeks that were emaciated due to hunger, looked insignificant under the shining eyes.

Che Yuanwen stared blankly at the long-haired youth, and after a few breaths, he remembered who he was.

"Big...big brother!"

"Your Majesty's yelling like that really annoys me," Zhang Heya, Che Shanxue's first disciple, said with a wry smile, "Where's my master?"

"In the Imperial Tomb," Che Yuanwen subconsciously said, and then realized something was wrong, "Why didn't the emperor's uncle and grandpa come out of the Imperial Tomb after such a big commotion just now?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Wei turned into sword light, suddenly passed through the golden soup formation that would no longer hinder him, and appeared in front of the imperial tomb outside the city.

He wanted to enter the imperial tomb along the opened tomb passage, but he didn't want to be stopped by a barrier.

The master Chen hesitated for a moment, thinking whether to chop it, chop it, or chop it.As a result, before he could make a move, the entire barrier melted and disappeared in a few breaths.

Gongrou and Yang Dongrong jumped out from the corner of the gate of the imperial mausoleum, especially Gongrou, who jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly: "Master Chen! When did you come back!"

Seeing these two people here made Chen Wei a little puzzled, he stopped on the way to the tomb, and asked Gong Judao, "Why are you here?"

"Master asked us to maintain a barrier here." Yang Dongrong said.

"No one else is allowed to go in except him," Gongrou said, "but it must be okay for the master Chen. Master is in a bad mood these days. It's great that you're back now."

Chen Wei, who had already picked up his steps and walked towards the tomb passage, stopped again.

He turned his head abruptly and asked sharply, "He won't let others in?"

Gong Rou: "Yes?"

Chen Wei and her stared at each other for a moment, realizing that it was a waste of time to wait for Gongrou to say something for granted, so he raised Qinggong and rushed across the long tomb passage, then stopped in front of the main tomb.

On the ground... what is that?

Che Shanxue?Che Shanxue?

Chen Wei's eyes went dark, and suddenly he couldn't see anything.He slowed down for a moment, his vision regained clarity, and he wished that he really didn't see anything.

The nightmare of the previous life has come back.

At that time, he obviously didn't see the scene of Che Shanxue's death, but he could see all the details in his dream.

He saw [-] fierce ghosts curling up and down the lake, and saw the golden silk array by the lake glowing brilliantly.But although these were difficult, they were not insurmountable problems for Che Shanxue. The real killing move was a poisonous arrow hidden in the wind, which traveled hundreds of miles in an instant and pierced through Che Shanxue's chest.

A wave hit, and Master Zhu in black standing on the water disappeared with the wave.

Dark red blood spread across the lake, and the man never surfaced again.

When the dream came here, Chen Wei would sometimes jump into the lake, and then be entangled by the rapid current so that he could not move, watching a lifeless figure sinking towards the bottom of the water; sometimes he was like a gust of wind, or a growing plant The weeds by the Luoyan Lake are waiting year by year, and occasionally a white bone will be washed to the water beach by the waves.

Or when he was strolling by the lake, he would come across an unnamed stone tablet; or he tried his best to fish out the person from the bottom of the water, but what he got was a wet, cold and swollen corpse...

These nightmares made Chen Wei in his previous life restless, but after turning back time, he never had the same dream again.

He thought that he would never see Che Shanxue like in his dream again.

The world slapped him hard.

Chen Wei felt as if he had stood in front of the tomb door for a long time, but it might have been just a moment.The other people who arrived were noisy in the tomb, countless people came in and out around him, and countless people shouted his name.

"...Master Chen! Master Chen! My master is not dead! Wake up!"

Zhang Heya, who arrived at some time, waved in front of Chen Wei. The young man with the four characters of self-restraint and respect for rites all over his body was full of anxiety, and shouted regardless of his gaffe: "My master is not dead! He used the secret of feigning death." Shu, is still alive! There is still one breath left!"

... still alive?

These words were like a basin of cold water, pouring down on Chen Wei's head.The Sword Master of Qingcheng regained a little bit of clarity, and the power that hindered his actions disappeared at the same time.

He squeezed in front of Che Shanxue from the tomb full of people, and found that this ashen-faced bastard had been laid flat on the ground.The little emperor, whose face was full of tears, knelt on the ground and listened with his ears on Che Shanxue's chest. Everyone around him held their breaths and dared not speak out. After waiting for a long time, the little emperor finally raised his head.

He announced loudly: "Jump!"

"call--"

The ministers in the tomb, Zhu Shi, soldiers and even civilians all heaved a sigh of relief, and at this time, Zhang Heya also squeezed through the crowd and came to Chen Wei's side.

He shouted: "The golden wheel mica you found in the Demon Realm! Hurry up!"

Needless to say, Chen Wei had already knelt down beside Che Shanxue, took out a topaz box from his bosom and opened it.

The lid had just opened a gap, and a trace of cold air had already gushed out along the gap, and when the lid was completely opened, the cold air spreading to the surroundings even stained Chen Wei's brows with hoarfrost.

Inside the topaz box was a fist-sized lump of crystal clear ice, or so it looked.

Chen Wei took it out, held it in his hand, and circulated his inner breath, sending it towards the crystal clear ice and snow.With the continuous influx of inner breath, the crystal ice and snow grew rapidly like a living thing, until it grew to the size of half a person, as if all the folds of the natural texture were stretched, turning into a big and small golden trap inside. The transparent water mass in the golden circle is shining with multicolored light under the night pearl.

Almost everyone was attracted by this spirit treasure, only Chen Wei didn't have the slightest infatuation in his eyes, the sword aura popped out from his fingertips, and poked a small hole in the golden wheel mica.

The transparent viscous liquid with gold thread in it dripped out from the golden wheel mica, Chen Wei lifted Che Shanxue up and pointed the opening at Che Shanxue's mouth, but there was no way for Che Shanxue to swallow the liquid no matter what.

Che Yuanwen: "This can't work! I... eh?"

The young new emperor watched Qingcheng Juggernaut take a sip by himself, then put his head down, and fed his uncle and grandpa mouth to mouth.