Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Before his majestic palace lord could speak, everyone left.

Tang Huan turned to look at Xiao Changli, his voice trembling: "Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Changli's brows were tightly furrowed, only now did he finally realize the seriousness of the problem, Tang Huan had even forgotten about him.

It seems that the matter of knowing the sea cannot be delayed for a moment!

He immediately sent a voice transmission to Xie Xuan: Master Xie, I will trouble you tonight.

The sound transmission disappeared.

Xiao Changli said again: If the real person is inconvenient today, I will contact Ye first...

Xie Xuan: I'm so bored, I got it!

Xiao Changli: Alright, then I will send the Palace Mistress to the Black Bamboo Cave later.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Changli cut off the sound transmission with a smile, as if he had expected Xie Xuan's reaction, and he answered Tang Huan's question only after he put the matter of healing on the agenda.

"Palace Master, his subordinate Xiao Changli, currently the right protector of Changhuan Palace."

Tang Huan looked at him quietly: "I want to ask if you want to usurp the throne."

Xiao Changli: "..."

Xiao Changli: "Changli was wronged."

Tang Huan: "You don't even pay attention to me, when did I say that I want to restore the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Xiao Changli said in surprise, "Palace Master doesn't want to recover his memory?"

Tang Huan: "..."

Can't take this.

After some nonsense from Yan Fei, there is an inexplicably legitimate reason for the loss of memory. There is a theory of seizing the house in the cultivation world. By accident, he has washed away the suspicion of being seized. Now how dare he say that he does not want to restore his memory? .

In fact... this saves a lot of trouble.

Tang Huan looked at Yan Fei with complicated eyes. In order to lie, he could only smash the pot for the time being.

He asked Xiao Changli: "Since the sea of ​​consciousness is so important, can't I cultivate it slowly?"

Xiao Changli saw his worries, and said with a smile: "Palace Master doesn't trust these real people, don't worry, these few people won't mess around."

Tang Huan: "I don't believe it, what if."

Xiao Changli was dumbfounded for a moment, then looked at Tang Huan's expressionless face, and sighed that the Palace Mistress after amnesia was really different, she was so cautious and worried about her own safety.

However, he didn't know how to explain this to the present Tang Huan, so he could only put on a determined look and said, "There is nothing wrong with it."

Tang Huan: "..."

Very well, you really don't take me seriously.

When he became familiar with the business of the palace lord, he was the first to fire this right protector who was helping the tyrants and arresting people every day.

At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly interjected.

"So, the Palace Master really lost his memory?"

Tang Huan turned his eyes and saw that His Highness Yan Fei was staring at him without blinking.

Yan Fei asked softly, "Palace master...forgot about me?"

Not long ago, Ye Zhilan asked the exact words, but it was far from making Tang Huan's heart palpitate at this moment. Yan Fei's tone seemed to be understated at first glance, but he was the only one who could hear the danger and consideration in it.

Once he learns that he has lost his memory, Yan Fei will use all means to achieve his goal. After all, with the improvement of his cultivation, the devilish energy in his body can hardly be concealed.

Yan Fei seemed to have no intention of saying: "The palace master said last night that the wrong person was arrested. At that time, it seemed that his memory was still intact."

Xiao Changli was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Tang Huan suspiciously.

Tang Huan secretly scolded the villain in his heart, but said with a fake smile on his face: "I don't remember, did I say that?"

Yan Fei asked again: "Does the palace master still remember that he said that he would sleep with me in the future and never touch outsiders?"

Tang Huan's smile gradually collapsed: "...I don't remember."

Yan Fei: "The palace lord also said that he has liked me for a long time. This life is a long way to cultivate immortality, and he only wishes to be with me."

Tang Huan: "I don't remember saying that!"

The mist in Yan Fei's eyes seemed to be filled with a thousand grievances, she turned her head and did not want to look at Tang Huan again, and whispered softly as if asking herself: "Could it be that everything in this world can be done just by forgetting it..."

Tang Huan: "..."

You are enough.

This is simply blatant slander!

Tang Huan thought he was able to climb the pole, but now he realized that he had far underestimated Yan Fei's shamelessness.

This person can use everything to achieve his goal, and he is even more shameless than him.

As a result, Yan Fei's hypocrisy moved Xiao Changli who was on the side, and couldn't help but said: "Palace Master, this...you even forgot this?"

Tang Huan took a deep breath, and didn't bother to argue with these two people anymore. Now that he is the master of Palace Changhuan, no matter how rumors Yan Fei spreads, he can't beat him to give an order.

"Xiao Hufa, you go and settle him down, and send more people to guard him strictly. I am worried that he will cooperate with the Shuiyue Sect. If he doesn't cooperate, just lock him up!"

Yan Fei was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head in a daze: "The palace wants to lock me up?"

"close."

Tang Huan stared at Yan Fei, his eyes were undisguisedly cold and warned: "If you dare to act rashly, I will imprison you until the barrier on the canyon is broken, and then throw you out to sacrifice the flag!"

Tang Huan didn't dare to take any chances when it was a matter of life. If Yan Fei made up his mind to kill him, he could only take such extreme measures to avoid future troubles.

In the end, Yan Fei was placed by Xiao Changli in the unoccupied Fengxian Cave, treated the same as other male pets.

But even if Tang Huan ordered to put it down, the Changhuan Palace still dare not neglect Yan Fei.

The meeting had just ended, and the cause of the incident had already spread throughout the sect.

"Have you heard? The palace lord has lost his memory, because the double cultivation with Yan Fei, the number one beauty in the world, was so intense last night that he crashed into the sea of ​​consciousness!"

"Hiss—! Hit the Palace Master's Sea of ​​Consciousness??? No way! Can the Palace Master's secret technique be used like this?"

"I don't know, but the palace lord loves Yan Fei so much that he would rather be... Sigh, I heard that the palace lord made an oath of eternal love with him last night, but today he forgot all about it."

"I've heard other palace people say that Yan Fei's beauty is a bit worse than our palace lord's, but she looks devastated, so it's... oh."

"The Palace Mistress did not behave properly. If you forget it, forget it. How can you still get angry? Just because Yan Fei is from Shuiyue Sect, so many people were sent to watch."

"Don't speak ill of the palace lord! The palace lord is so good-looking, he can do whatever he wants!"

"Well... That's right, then Yan Fei will be under guard for the time being, anyway, she won't lose a piece of meat, so our palace master can do whatever he wants!"

Yan Fei had been greatly loved by the palace lord, and the palace lord lost his memory, in the final analysis, it was because he worked too hard, which is nothing wrong.

The current palace lord is only venting his anger for a while, and when his memory recovers, Yan Fei will still be the beauty on the cusp of the palace lord's heart.

All the palace members of Changhuan Palace were unanimously tacit about this, and after seeing Yan Fei with their own eyes, they became even more certain that Tang Huan's words were all angry words.

The palace lord had been thinking about Yan Fei for ten years, so he couldn't bear to lock her up or something.

At this moment, Tang Huan didn't know at all that his old-fashioned image had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

When he said coldly that he was going to lock Yan Fei up, he still felt that he was really smart and decisive, and he didn't give the other party any chance to attack.

After Yan Fei left, Xiao Changli urged him to restore the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang Huan did not give up and said, "Can I double cultivate first?"

"Palace Master, don't be willful."

Xiao Changli's tone was very helpless, he only felt that after Tang Huan lost his memory, his actions became extremely simple: "At this time, double cultivation, what should I do if the sea of ​​consciousness is hit again?"

Tang Huan: "..."

Can we stop using such subtle words?

On the way to send Tang Huan to Black Bamboo Cave, Xiao Changli once again instructed: "Palace master must not double cultivate anymore, just bear with it for now, and wait until the sea of ​​consciousness recovers."

Tang Huan said: "...Just say it once, and I'm just so dissatisfied?"

Xiao Changli looked at him with a complicated expression, and said nothing, but it was worth a thousand words.

Tang Huan was tired: "Understood, I promise not to double cultivation, who did you find to help me restore the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Xiao Changli said: "In the past three days, Daoist Xie will investigate first. His ability to control and perceive the spiritual consciousness is exquisite, and he will definitely be able to find out where the Palace Master's sea of ​​consciousness has been traumatized."

Xie Xuan...

Tang Huan's mind came up with that cold face surrounded by black clouds, a very fierce male favorite.

He bit his lip and said reluctantly, "Can't you change someone? I..."

"Is the Palace Master dissatisfied with me?"

A cold human voice suddenly came from the depths of the bamboo forest, interrupting Tang Huan's continuation.

Tang Huan shuddered, while Xiao Changli glanced there, said something loudly, and fled away.

"Xie Zhenren, the palace master's sea of ​​consciousness is hurt, no matter what, don't let him double cultivate these few days!"

Tang Huan: "..."

Xie Xuan: "..."

In March in Yangchun, a gust of wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the embarrassment of suffocation in the forest cannot be blown away.

I don't know if he was shocked by Xiao Changli's last words, Xie Xuan didn't say anything for a while.

Tang Huan stood alone in the secluded green forest. After the cool wind blew away the residual heat of shame on his face, he cleared his throat and said embarrassingly, "You have to come out to pick me up. I forgot about the entrance."

There was another deathly silence.

Just when Tang Huan's patience was gradually exhausted and he turned to leave, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The air ripples like water waves, revealing a dense courtyard.

A green spring with clear spiritual energy, two simple pairs of bamboo and wooden tables and chairs, and several giant bamboos around are the only decorations in the courtyard.

Only after the barrier faded did Tang Huan realize that he was only a few steps away from Xie Xuan.

At this moment, Xie Xuan was sitting on the bamboo chair, looking at him boredly, almost writing the word 'trouble' on his face, "What do you still remember now? Don't say you even forgot what happened yesterday."

Tang Huan gave him an affirmative look after performing a full set of plays.

Xie Xuan paused, and then sneered: "It's just that the sea of ​​consciousness was injured? I'm afraid your sea of ​​consciousness has been drained!"

Tang Huan said seriously: "There are still."

He could feel a vast sea in his mind, and when he first realized it, he almost thought that the original owner's brain had flooded.

He answered so honestly, Xie Xuan felt even more irritated, only when Tang Huan lost his memory, he would fight against him, the pair of phoenix eyes became more and more cold, fixed on his face.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Tang Huan silently retracted his hands back into his sleeves.

Although the man in front of him was just his male favourite, and his cultivation level was not as advanced as his, but for some reason, it always made him a little scared and full of oppression.

After thinking about it, Tang Huan concluded that it might be because the other party is also of the blood of the demon race.

It's definitely not his cowardice, but the shadow left by Yan Fei, the representative of the demon clan in the book.

There is probably nothing wrong with his Sea Consciousness, but at this time, he has to take a situation and pretend that there is something wrong that he doesn't know about.

After a moment of stalemate, Tang Huan couldn't help breaking the silence: "...How do we restore the Sea of ​​Consciousness?"

Xie Xuan didn't answer, but got up and walked to him.

The black robe was fluttering, and the visitor was chilling all over, with his hands folded over his shoulders, staring closely at Tang Huan's head. After a while, a ferocious grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course you have to pry it open first."

Prying open the head sounds easy to make people think of a big watermelon that has been pried open, but in fact, it is just Xie Xuan who poked his own consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness.

This man's pet is deliberately speaking bloody!

After learning the truth, Tang Huan couldn't help being curious about the relationship between the original owner and Xie Xuan, so even if the original owner "lost his memory", Xie Xuan's attitude did not ease at all.

I met so many male favorites just now, it seems that Xie Xuan is the only one who has the most surly attitude towards him, and the others, on the contrary, don't hate him as much as imagined.

With doubts in his belly, Tang Huan followed him into the Black Bamboo Cave Mansion.

Xie Xuan seemed to be talking nonsense and didn't want to say more, pointing to the futon on the bed and asked him to sit on it, while he stood in front of the bed, leaned over and approached Tang Huan.

Tang Huan was startled, and retreated reflexively, but a scorching hand grabbed the back of his neck first.

Xie Xuan shouted fiercely: "Don't move!"

Tang Huan was a little annoyed: "What are you doing?!"

What are you doing?Naturally, it is to explore the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xie Xuan was too lazy to reply to his nonsense, closed his eyes and pressed Tang Huan's forehead.

Tang Huan's body trembled violently, his ruddy complexion turned pale instantly, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness was forcibly invaded, and there was a sudden roar in his head, and the pain like a nerve tear made him tremble all over, and he raised his hand to push Xie Xuan.

"Okay, it hurts...!"

Xie Xuan frowned.

How can it be said that Tang Huan has also entered the Nascent Soul Realm, and is still the master of the first palace of the evil way. He has tortured and killed many people with his own hands in a hundred years, but in the end he can't bear even this little pain?

trouble!

Allowing Tang Huan to push, his body remained motionless, and one hand was firmly clasped on the back of the white jade's neck.

Exploring the entire sea of ​​consciousness is a long process. Due to the instinctive repulsion between the two consciousnesses, not only Tang Huan was in pain, but Xie Xuan was also tormented by thousands of needles in his brain.

He gritted his teeth, restraining the urge to slam into it: "Don't squeeze me out, open the sea of ​​consciousness!"

Tang Huan was in a daze from the pain, and couldn't hear what he was saying. In just a few minutes, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Hmm..."

As time passed by, Xie Xuan cursed amidst the groans that he tried his best to hold back but still leaked out, and finally opened a gap in those long and narrow phoenix eyes.

Into the eyes are two trembling eyelashes like butterfly wings, and you can vaguely catch a glimpse of the watery light in them.

Tang Huan's eyes were closed tightly, and his complexion was pale, except for a smear of pink powder on his slightly upturned nose. Beads of sweat continued to slide down his cheeks, and even flowed from his close forehead to his face.

Unknowingly, the hand that was pushing on the body changed into a tight grip.

Xie Xuan's body was slightly stiff, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

"Tang Huan, let go!"

At this moment, Tang Huan couldn't listen, his attention was all on the pain that exploded in his brain.

However, the tighter the mind is, the stronger the sea of ​​consciousness will be, and the more severe the pain will be. This is like a vicious circle.

After an unknown amount of time, while his consciousness was in a daze, suddenly, he felt the back of his neck loosen, and then he seemed to be gently caressed by something again.

A sense of warmth flowed into the cold skin, flowing through the body, dispelling the coldness caused by the pain.

The buzzing in the ears gradually subsided, and finally some sounds could be heard.

During the relaxation period, Tang Huan suddenly trembled all over, and felt as if something had pierced through his brain with a hole!

Then I heard Xie Xuan panting heavily: "Damn it, I finally got in!"