Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

At first glance, his injury was quite serious, but in fact he knew very well that his physical injury was not serious, and what he had injured inside—the smoldering yin energy in his body had already begun to bite back.

Once he tries to mobilize the aura in his body to cast a spell, the two qis of yin and yang will surge in his body, like two beasts residing in one body, constantly trying to drive each other away.

He must find a way to balance the two as soon as possible.

The two walked into the small yard. It was already late at night, the moon hung high in the sky, and then fell into the water tank. The fish in the water tank appeared and disappeared, causing ripples on the water surface, crushing them into pieces. A pool of moonlight.

An Yan lay quietly in the nest, her gaze fell on the two of them.

——"You can ask Zhong Jiuli, if he dares to tell you."

The words of Bai Rixu could not help but come to his mind, could it be that Zhong Jiuli really concealed something?If true, why?

What is Xu's identity?Also, he seems to know a lot about God.

Song Ci supported Zhong Jiuli to sit down on the rattan chair, holding a cattail fan in his hand and gently fanning the wind, trying to drive away the annoying mosquitoes.

It was quiet all around, only the breathing of the two of them, and occasionally a few frog calls.

"Dong Wei and Zhao Duzhi are here today."

Song Ci talked about the day's affairs, "Dong Wei said that he wants you to help deal with Xu, and also wants you to attend that Heavenly Master's Conference." After a pause, he turned his head to look at Zhong Jiuli——after hearing his words, Zhong Jiuli's long eyelashes trembled, his eyes rolled slightly, and he glanced at him.

His heart trembled, and his eyes fell on a red mole on his shoulder.He couldn't help stretching out his hand. The mole was not big, but a small one, slightly raised.

Song Ci rubbed his fingertips habitually, and after a while, he continued: "I promise for you, and the grievances between him and us should be understood." As he spoke, his eyes fell to the front, and his tone became cold : "He hurt you, I will never let him go."

Zhong Jiuli nodded and asked, "What else did he say?"

Song Ci came back to his senses and said, "The Soul Slashing Sword has disappeared."

Zhong Jiuli was a little surprised.

Song Ci continued: "In addition to those five people, there was one other person who exorcised evil spirits with your father."

Zhong Jiuli was startled: "Who?"

Song Ci: "A celestial master in the local celestial master temple, he had an accident with your father back then, and he came back from the dead for some reason, but people became crazy, and the real soul-slaying sword seemed to be in him Dong Wei is still tracking down his whereabouts."

Zhong Jiuli nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, he asked again: "Why did Zhao Duzhi come this time?"

Mentioning the purpose of Zhao Duzhi's visit, Song Ci couldn't help but pause, and then rubbed it harder. The mole, which was originally red, was so red that it could bleed.

He frowned and said, "He wants to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes, but your current physical condition can't deal with the enemy at all."

Zhong Jiuli was also surprised, and then he said: "This is indeed a good opportunity to lure a snake out of its hole."

Song Ci couldn't help but said, "But your body..."

Zhong Jiuli interrupted him: "It will be fine."

Song Ci looked at him again, "Is it because you swallowed up too much Yin Qi in the underworld, so..."

He didn't say what he said next, but both of them knew it well.

Obviously, Zhong Jiuli's injury was not serious enough to keep him unconscious. Obviously there were other reasons, and the only thing he could think of was the yin energy in the wind cave.

Zhong Jiuli did not deny it, he said: "The book my grandfather left behind may have a solution."

Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds, and then he immediately realized that he had read a few pages of that book, and it was indeed all secret arts related to Yin arts.Thinking of this, he almost immediately wanted to leave, find that book to see if there was any way to help Zhong Jiuli.

Zhong Jiuli saw his anxiety, and he held his hand, "No hurry." After a pause, he changed the subject calmly, and asked, "Where's Lin Chao? Has something happened to him? "

It took Song Ci a while to recover, and he said, "I heard from Yinuo that it was An Yan who rescued him."

"An Yan?"

Zhong Jiuli glanced at the tree, but An Yan's wings fluttered, but he did not appear.He looked back, his heart gradually sank.

Seeing his solemn expression, Song Ci asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Jiuli frowned, and the raised eyebrows hid the eye sockets in the shadows, showing the depth of his facial features.

There was a deep chill in his tone: "Xu probably didn't come on a whim this time, but had a purpose long ago."

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat, "You mean, Xu knew that Lin Chao would go to Tianshi Academy?"

Zhong Jiuli shook his head with deep eyes, "He knew we would go to Tianshi Academy, Lin Chao was just casual."

Song Ci was taken aback, knowing that there was only one person who knew they were going to Tianshi Academy—Principal Sun.

Zhong Jiuli suddenly said: "There are five more people."

Song Ci looked away.

Zhong Jiuli continued: "Guan Lingyan, Lin Chao, Zhao Yinuo, Jin Nanling and Ye Yunze."

Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered that he did mention it the night before going to Tianshi Academy.But these five people—he obviously couldn't believe that any of them was really a traitor.

"Then don't they know about your injury?"

Song Ci's heart lifted violently.

Zhong Jiuli nodded, "It's very possible." After a pause, he continued, "But they don't dare to act rashly at the moment."

A trace of doubt flashed in Song Ci's eyes.

Zhong Jiuli pointed to An Yan on the tree, "Xu fought An Yan before, so he should know An Yan's strength. If he is not fully sure, the people behind him will never make a move."

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief. During the recent period, Zhong Jiuli can recover from his injuries.

Zhong Jiuli suddenly said again: "Get up tomorrow and pack up, let's change places."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then he nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhong Jiuli thought for a while, and said: "Call Lin Chao." After a pause, he explained: "An Yan is also with us, leaving him alone will be dangerous."

Song Ci raised his eyebrows, "Do you trust Lin Chao?"

Zhong Jiuli shook his head, he fixedly looked at Song Ci, "I only trust you."

Even if—

Song Ci asked again: "Where are we going?"

Zhong Jiuli looked at him: "Where do you want to go?"

Song Ci asked: "Where is it okay?"

Zhong Jiuli said, "Don't go too far."

Song Ci said: "L City, I am a little concerned about what that ghost said."

Zhong Jiuli said, "Okay."

Early the next morning, Song Ci woke up Lin Chao who was still asleep.

Lin Chao was still in a drowsy sleep, scratched his buttocks, and made a moaning sound with his eyes closed, but no one could hear what he was saying.

Song Ci didn't look like he could be an undercover agent, so he kicked his ass, "Get up and pack your things."

Lin Chao opened half of his eyes, "Pick up your things?" After a pause, seeing that he was about to fall asleep again, Song Ci said coolly, "Then you look after the house alone."

Lin Chao woke up suddenly, and he sat up immediately, "What?"

Song Ci said: "Pack up your things, let's go on vacation."

Hearing the word vacation, Lin Chao immediately came to life. He quickly got up from the bed and asked while packing his things, "Where are you going? How long?"

After waiting for a while, before Song Ci's answer, he turned around and found that there was nothing behind him.

When Song Ci returned to the house, Zhong Jiuli had almost packed his things. He didn't bring many things, a few clothes, a writing brush, a stack of yellow talismans, a box of cinnabar, and a sword—they brought them from the ground. The handle that came back.

When Song Ci came in, Zhong Jiuli was holding a dusty box in his hand. He swept the dust off it and handed it to Song Ci.Said: "Birthday present."

Song Ci looked blank, "My birthday hasn't come yet."

Zhong Jiuli raised the corner of his mouth, "It's a late birthday present."

Song Ci was taken aback, he stared blankly at Zhong Jiuli, an inexplicable emotion filled his heart, guilt covered everything.

How did Zhong Jiuli live these three years?What kind of mood did he prepare for the gift?

Zhong Jiuli handed the box to him, "Open it and see if you like it."

Song Ci's eyes were hot, he held back his tears, opened the box, was stunned, and the tears also fell.

Inside the box was a long whip.

When he was young, he was weak and delicate, so when he was asked to choose a weapon, he chose a whip that looked harmless and light, but he didn't expect it to be used for more than ten years.

Later, he was envious of Zhong Jiuli's Soul Slaying Sword, and felt that his whip was not majestic enough, so he clamored for a "magic weapon".

Unexpectedly, Zhong Jiuli really agreed to him. On his birthday, he gave him a long whip made by himself, and named it Zhanhun whip.

"I promised you that every three years I will make you a long whip as a birthday present. This is your 21st birthday present. Do you like it?"

Zhong Jiuli's voice came from above his head.

A tear fell on the black whip, Song Ci choked up and said, "I like it, I like it very much."

How could he be so bad that he almost killed him with his own hands, and even forgot about him completely, leaving him alone for three years.

Zhong Jiuli looked at Song Ci with red eyes, feeling a little helpless. He put down the box and wiped away his tears with his fingertips.

Song Ci, Song Ci gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his tears.

"Yes, sorry."

As soon as he opened his mouth, tears fell uncontrollably, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Zhong Jiuli lowered his long eyelashes, and the thick eyelashes covered up the complex emotions that flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "It's not your fault."

Song Ci shook his head, still repeating that sorry.

"Yes, it's my fault." He put his hand on Zhong Jiuli's chest, tears welled up, and his voice trembled, "I almost killed you."