At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

Early the next morning, Qiao Zhen pulled up Yan Jinlan who was still asleep, and quickly put the clothes on Yan Jinlan's body. Just as Yan Jinlan was dressed, Wuji ran in in a hurry. holding a letter.

"What's the fuss about?"

Wuji stuffed the letter in his hand, and hurriedly said: "It's not good, the genius doctor is gone, this letter is left for you by the genius doctor."

Qiao Zhen didn't care too much anymore, so she opened the letter and read it.

"Young man, this old man is ignorant and knowledgeable. Forgive me for being helpless and unable to cure your illness. Since this house was repaired by you, I will give it to you. I have gone to travel in the clouds. One day in the future, I will let the old man know the way to cure you. back."

The letter slipped from Qiao Zhen's hand, and he walked out in silence, then sat on the chair in front of the fence, staring at the rising sun in the distance.

Seeing him like this, Wuji crouched beside him and comforted him, "Didn't the genius doctor say that he would come back? Don't worry about it. At worst, just wait here."

Qiao Zhen whispered: "Yes, the big deal is waiting here."

However, even though he said that, the feeling of loss did not disappear, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

The letter said that they would come back, but the old man was in such a senior year, even if he lived a long life, they would not have a few years to live. After leaving, they would have no hope. They said that the old man would come back, but they were just deceiving themselves and others.

Yan Jinlan was fully awake now, he pushed Wuji away, sat down beside Qiao Zhen, and whispered softly: "Qiao Zhen, you said you loved me."

Qiao Zhen looked at him sideways, "Of course, I'm not lying about that."

He didn't know why Yan Jinlan said that suddenly.

"Then, isn't it good to just be like this? Why do we have to change? Anyway, I won't die for a while."

He put his head on Qiao Zhen's lap and whispered, "That's it, okay?"

For a moment, Qiao Zhen thought that Yan Jinlan had recovered, and his tone sounded like an adult full of melancholy.

But soon, this feeling disappeared.

After a long time, Qiao Zhen reached out and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's do it like this in the future. Poison King Valley is also a good place. Let's live here in the future, and wait for the miracle doctor to come back by the way."

Yan Jinlan raised the corners of his mouth where Qiao Zhen couldn't see.

Wuji clapped his hands, "Okay, everyone is happy, I will live here with you from now on."

Yan Jinlan looked up at him sideways, Wuji's smile suddenly froze on his face, he coughed twice in embarrassment, and then said to himself: "It seems that the firewood hasn't been chopped, I'll chop it, ah, breakfast hasn't been done yet Well, I'm so busy, I have to hurry up."

While muttering, Wuji turned around and walked into the house.

So, the three of them lived in the Poison King Valley. Wuji opened up a vegetable garden next to him and grew vegetables, but he lived in peace and contentment. Occasionally, Qiao Zhen would take Yan Jinlan to the martial arts world on a whim. Walk up and down.

There is no magic palace in the world, but another cult organization has risen, and in a short period of time, it has formed a size that can rival the Wulin League.

In life, Qiao Zhen felt that he should be happy, but in fact, he knew clearly that there was always some inexplicable regret in his heart. When his eyes fell on Yan Jinlan, he suddenly Understand what that shortcoming is.

It is Yan Jinlan's sanity and memory that remained in his childhood, and it is Yan Jinlan's full head of white hair.

How he hoped that Yan Jinlan could recover his memory.

In the early morning sunlight, Yan Jinlan walked towards him slowly, Qiao Zhen murmured unconsciously: "Jinlan, if you can restore your memory, that would be great."

Yan Jinlan didn't hear what he said, so she approached and asked, "Qiao Zhen, what did you say?"

Qiao Zhen smiled and shook her head: "It's nothing."

Yan Jinlan lay on his lap, looking at him with clear eyes, "Qiao Zhen, you hope I get better, don't you, don't you despise me for the way I am now?"

As he spoke, his tone became extremely aggrieved.

Qiao Zhen's heart melted, and she quickly said, "It's nothing, don't think too much about it."

He put his arms around Yan Jinlan's shoulders, then bent down and kissed his lips.

Although he said so, Qiao Zhen didn't think so in his heart. He took the medical books left by the old man and studied them himself. There are too many herbs in the Valley of the Poison King, and it is the best way to study them. .

Qiao Zhen stayed in the yard for a long time, and he stayed until the sunset. He looked up at the sunset in the distance, and then got up to go back to the house.

Wuji was cooking in the backyard, and there was little smoke rising from the cooking, but Yan Jinlan was nowhere to be seen. He searched around, and his eyes fell on the closed door of the room.

"Why is Jin Lan hiding in the house alone?" He murmured in a low voice, then walked over with light steps.

He had just walked to the door when he heard a familiar voice from inside, it was Yan Yi whom he hadn't seen for several years.

"My lord, are you really not coming with me? Now the scale of Tianming Sect has surpassed the former Demon Palace. If you go there, the subordinates should bow their heads and bow down."

Qiao Zhen snorted coldly, Yan Yi was really capable now, and wanted to poach his corner.

"I want to be with him." This was Yan Jinlan's voice.

Only then did Qiao Zhen laugh, and Jinlan still couldn't bear to part with him. No matter how Yan Yi repeatedly instigated the temptation, Yan Jinlan remained steadfast.

"My lord, then you will never tell Qiao Zhen that you have already recovered your memory, will you?"

Yan Jinlan said, "He treated me like that before, but now that I don't want to retaliate, I will write these three words backwards."

Qiao Zhen frowned, and then left quietly.

At night, after Yan Jinlan had washed, she saw Qiao Zhen lying on the bed, looking at him with burning eyes.

He pretended to be nonchalant and went to bed, but Qiao Zhen overwhelmed him as soon as he found it.

"Jinlan, you have lost your memory, do you still remember how to do that?"

Yan Jinlan's cheeks turned red suddenly, and he said falteringly, "Yes, I should have known it!"

"Okay, let's do it."

Qiao Zhen kissed him involuntarily, snatching the air from his mouth, and Yan Jinlan's sexual interest was quickly aroused.

However, all the lust faded in the next second, and Qiao Zhen's hand touched his back, which was clearly not the case before.

"Qiao Zhen, that's not the case."

Qiao Zhen suppressed his hand, and smiled evilly: "Isn't it like this? Could it be that you have recovered your memory, and that's why you didn't say anything because you wanted to take revenge on me?"

Yan Jinlan suddenly felt wronged, and whispered: "No."

Then he added: "I'm sorry, but I want to be with you."

Seeing that Qiao Zhen was still silent, Yan Jinlan said again: "If you want to be on top, then you should be on top!"

Qiao Zhen couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"Jinlan, I never cared about those things, I just hope you can be well."

Yan Jinlan's eyes lit up: "Then I'm still on top."

Qiao Zhen smiled indulgently: "Okay!"

Before meeting Yan Jinlan, he only thought about how to save his life, how to keep the Wulin League, but after meeting Yan Jinlan, he didn't think about those things anymore, he only thought about how to make Yan Jinlan happier.

He thought that his whole life had been planted on this person.

The night gradually became darker, and there were countless nights that belonged to them.