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The bright moon hangs like ice trays in the vast sky. Meteors fly away in the galaxy that looks dim compared to the moonlight in the fifteenth century. The meteors pass through the night sky of the arena, bringing a woman, a very beautiful woman.

The slaves are always with each other in front of the iron gate of the Dragon and Tiger Prison. Such beautiful women are rarely seen in the imperial slaves who are on duty. If they are normal, they must appreciate them. Even if they cannot touch them, they are very good to have fun and flirt with them.

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However, they did not dare to act rashly in front of this sudden visiting beauty tonight. As subordinates of the sword floating in the prison dragon venue, they naturally saw the new beauties beside the young master more than once.

The head of the imperial slave troupe on duty in front of the iron gate came forward to compliment: "You guys have seen a girl. The girl comes here late at night, and I don't know what's going on?"

Perhaps because the night was as cool as water, the girl Zhizi covered her wide black robe glanced at the thick iron gate and opened her red lips slightly: "Can the slave who fought with the young master in the daytime be locked here?"

Ban Tou replied, "Go back to the girl, in this prison."

"Has I ever been neglected?"

"The young master told me not to disturb that person. How dare you disobey your orders?"

Zhizi nodded and took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve: "Young Master knew that I and the people in the prison were old acquaintances, so he ordered me to send me some healing medicine. Please ask this elder brother to open the iron gate."

The troupe of the slaves was hesitant, and then he winked at the brother beside him. The man knew it and retreated silently. The troupe then ordered people to open the iron gate: "The prison is dirty and messy, please don't stay for too long, girl."

Zhizi ignored the slippery slave, although she expected that the man would report the ups and downs of the sword.

He bent his knees slightly, and Zhizi thanked him: "Thank you, this big brother."

...

Luo Changfeng, dressed in black and silver, sat cross-legged in the iron prison.

Close your eyes and don't concentrate.

The blood-red evil spirit of the butcher knife no longer lingers on the surface of his body as before, as if it was shining. Instead, it became extremely obedient, circling around him one by one.

It seems that he can completely control this murderous demon sword, which ranks third in the magical weapon list.

His face was no longer pale. Although he looked dirty without taking care of it for many days, the calmness no longer looked like the facial expression that an innocent child should have.

He woke up from the state of immersed in past memories because he heard footsteps.

Very light, but very impetuous.

It was like the sound of a woman's footsteps, and her cultivation was mediocre.

He broke away from his eyes, and the blood evil energy surrounding his body quietly dissipated, and he looked in the direction where the sound came.

The dim oil lamp in the iron prison illuminated a familiar face, and then the beautiful figure came from the darkness and reflected into Luo Changfeng's eyes.

It's really her!

Luo Changfeng suddenly stood up, walked to the iron railing, watched quietly, and watched her walk to the prison door.

Looking at the dusty Luo Changfeng staring at him blankly, Miss Zhizi covered her mouth and burst into laughter, her eyes were charming.

She took out the towel and hand, reached into the prison door, wiped the dust on Luo Changfeng's cheeks, and said, "Every time I see you, I am always so embarrassed. I don't know when I can learn to take care of myself and teach people how to rest assured.

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Luo Changfeng was still standing straight behind the prison door, looking at Zhizi quietly.

Zhizi, who was staring at this kind of gaze, suddenly realized something, and his hand holding the scarf and slapped, then quickly retracted, took a step back and lowered his head with apologies: "Yes, sorry! I forgot you already,

already……"

Luo Changfeng in his memory looks innocent, and he is the fool who only has a childlike mind that always relies on himself and makes people feel at ease.

In front of him, she was the girl he always cared about.

But suddenly remembered that the man who shot the sword in the sun was right in front of him, and Miss Zhizi lowered her head humbly.

What was he who was recovering his memory? He was just the toys of the devils in the Guigu Forest anytime and anywhere, so lowly, so humble, so dirty, so unbearable!

Thinking of this, Shizuko's body began to tremble a little.

She pursed her red lips tightly and squeezed her hand with the squid. She was a little scared and dared not raise her head, and even more afraid to look at his face, his clear and energetic eyes.

It seemed that Luo Changfeng, whom Zhizi was thinking, took half a step forward. Although he was standing behind the prison door, there was no movement at this half step, he still leaned forward to the center of gravity of his body.

He used his body's words to tell her that whether he or he was restored or not.

Luo Changfeng smiled slightly at the corner of his lips: "Thank you, Zhizi!"

This thank you contain too much!

Thinking of the scene where he was rescued from the beach, until now, Luo Changfeng has countless words to say, but he didn't know how to speak when he was at his mouth. He pondered for a while and decided to use the most sincere words to cover everything.

So he said thank you, thank you really!

Thank her for helping her life several times! Thank her for not disgusting herself with her stupid self! Thank her for her friendship for her dedication!

Zhizi, who always lowered his head, shook his head, and tears rolled in his eyes: "No, no! I should thank you! That day in Guigulin, you obviously saved me, but I was still thinking about the savior

It's ridiculous to fall from the sky now."

Luo Changfeng couldn't bear the feeling of the pity that fell into his eyes: "Will you go back?"

Zhizi smiled bitterly: "Where else can I go?"

Luo Changfeng said firmly: "I can take you out of Guigu Forest! Get rid of their control..."

Zhizi raised his head.

It was Luo Changfeng's unshakable tone and attitude that made her raise her head and throw the humbleness in her heart behind her.

Zhizi looked at Luo Changfeng without blinking.

But looking at Luo Changfeng's firm expression, she suddenly wanted to cry again, out of touching warmth and regret for this acquaintance.

Too late!

She thought, it was too late!

"How great it would be if you were not a fool! If you said this after the rainy night cave at the moment of your first meeting, I would follow you at all costs and will definitely do whatever you want!"

"But now... I am just a dirty woman, just a woman who betrays the body and soul for survival. I have become a devil! How can the devil deserve you!"

Tears finally fell.

Zhizi hurriedly turned around, turned his back to Luo Changfeng, and sobbed silently.

But the endless grievances and indescribable emotions broke down, and she was already crying. She could no longer suppress her voice and was unwilling to be so embarrassed in front of Luo Changfeng, so she covered her face and ran out.

The anxious Luo Changfeng suddenly said two words: "I want to..."

These two words called Zhizi who was crying with his face covering his face.

Luo Changfeng finally finished his last sentence: "I should be Luo Changfeng, Luo Changfeng from Fengxue Yincheng!"

The three words Luo Changfeng echoed in my ears, and I instantly burst into tears like a spring, crying loudly!

She left, ran out of the iron gate crying, without looking back.

Luo Changfeng was still standing there in a daze.

He suddenly remembered something that Zhizi said to him one night when he was drowsy.

"I am the pearl of the sea, not being left out in the sea. But the pearl picker picked me up and brought me to the world, and then threw me away. Apart from this innate face, the pearl picker did not have it.

Give me luck, but no means of survival. So I have always longed to meet someone, and dare not beg him as an unparalleled genius, nor dare to beg him as the lord of Fengxue Yin City, I only hope

He can be a pearl picker. After I die, I will pick up the jade beads from the cold world again, throw me into the sea, and merge with the endless and deep sea water! That will be my best destination!

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(PS: Sure enough, what I wrote after calming my mind is different. I like this chapter very much, especially the delicate portrayal of emotions, and the legend of the remains of the sea... I'm narcissistic!)