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Revlon curled the corner of her lips: "Why?"

"Nothing." Yin Miaomiao said this, but there were thousands of words in his eyes.

It’s a pity that Revlon didn’t buy it, and sneered: “When you play such tricks in front of me, what do you think of me?”

"I want to know." Yin Miaomiao looked at him and smiled slightly, "Are you meeting me again after a long time, or is it just the first time I met?"

Revlon remained silent: "How is it up to you? It's not me."

"I met you for the first time, just like an old friend returning." Yin Miaomiao sat down on the stone bench beside him, smiling with his head on his back, "I will talk again after leaving."

Revlon laughed, and was charming: "I believe you have lost your memory now."

"Why?"

Revlon pressed his fingertips on the strings, and gently twisted them slowly: "I saw each other for the first time, and I said this. You said, "Which time was true and which time was false?"

"It's all true. What reason do I have to lie to you?" Yin Miaomiao paused, sighed sincerely, "Who is willing to lie to you?"

The man exudes an obsessive attraction all over his body, which firmly pulls her mind, making her unable to even turn her eyes away.

Revlon said, "I don't believe others say this. You are the only one, I believe it."

Yin Miaomiao was flattered by being treated especially by such a beauty: "Really?"

"What reason do I have to lie to you?" Revlon stood up. He was wearing a wide robe and big sleeves. It was logically not charming at all. But it happened that the wind blew by, and the thin and soft fabric was pressed on him.

In an instant, the body hidden in the wide robe was outlined, and the implicit exposure was more attractive than the incoming wisp.

He didn't realize it yet and said leisurely: "Get into the house, the wind is blowing."

It seems to be a speechless invitation.

Yin Miaomiao readily followed the order and easily became a guest of the curtain.

The furnishings of Revlon's house are simple and elegant, as if they were not Yuanlou but some kind of cultivation place. There was a blue and white bowl on the table, and two bowls of lotus the size of fingertips were bloomed inside. The fragrance was quiet and as if there were nothing.

"Sit." Revlon poured her a cup of hot tea, "I have no memory, the taste of drinking tea has not changed, right?"

Yin Miaomiao said: "Of course it will not change. I only like to drink the tea you pour."

"Stop it when you can." Revu said lightly, "It's meaningless if you talk too much."

"If you don't say it, you're afraid that you think I'm cold, but if you say it, it seems like I'm false." Yin Miaomiao sipped tea and complained in a fake way, "It's really hard to be a human being."

Revlon said, "Drink your tea, and leave after you finish drinking."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "So ruthless?"

"If you have forgotten, then let's get to know each other again." Revlon said slowly, "You can go through these three cups of tea again."

Yin Miaomiao: "...can't you be able to be compatible?"

"I'm afraid not." Revlon's smile was a secret hand tugging his heartstrings, "Please."

Yin Miaomiao had no choice but to drink tea and say goodbye and leave.

The boy felt puzzled: "Why didn't the master stay with the fairy for the night?"

"What are you keeping her?" Revlon sneered, "Do you want me to recommend myself to the pillow table?"

The boy stuck out his tongue and worried again: "The fairy said she has lost her memory. Will she not come in the future?"

"She will come again." Revlon's voice lowered, "I know her."

Yin Miaomiao will definitely come again. Revulan's trick of trying to get made her distracted, and it was not eliminated until she walked out of the Agarwood Pavilion. But the regret is no matter how regretful it is. Who wouldn't want to accommodate a beauty like Revulan?

But it was all out, and it was too wasteful to go back like this, so she simply started shopping in Yunguang City. She must have been in the city many times before, and the idea of ​​"I've been to this place" would appear from time to time, but

After pursuing the details, it was completely blank, proving that her memory had really disappeared completely.

After repeating this several times, Yin Miaomiao simply gave up exploring the past and met the city with a new look. So the fresh fun came back.

There is a river winding through the four mountains, you can reach other places on the mountainside corridor bridge or take a boat at the foot of the mountain. Yin Miaomiao has plenty of time, so he plans to walk.

The bridge is sturdy and wide, with shed covers covering the wind and rain on the roof, and there are only railings on both sides. Walking along the way, the scenery outside is unobstructed.

At this time, the night was full of lights, and when you looked from the bridge, the entire Yunguang City was lit with lights. The bright candles illuminated the fairy city as bright as day, and there was a delicacy that was not in the day.

Yin Miaomiao looked while walking, but did not notice that someone had walked straight to him and looked at him repeatedly: "Isn't this... Junior Sister Yin?"

"Who are you?" Yin Miaomiao looked at the person who came. He was a young man in his early twenties. He was not very outstanding in appearance, but he was above the level. He looked gentle and had a faint smile in his eyes. He was surrounded by him.

A beautiful female cultivator, both of whom were wearing jade plaques from Chongxiao Sect, and they seemed to be either a personal disciple or an inner disciple.

The young man said, "Junior Sister Yin doesn't recognize me anymore?"

"Sorry, I don't remember many things." Yin Miaomiao concealed his doubts without fail, "Did we know each other before?"

The young man said in surprise: "I think the rumors that my junior sister's amnesia is just a fallacy. Is it true?"

Yin Miaomiao nodded.

He looked sympathetic: "So that's the case, it's me who took it easy. I am Jiang Li from Pizhifeng, this is Xia Qiuyue's junior sister, who is a master of Qianlu Peak."

Xia Qiuyue went down the mountain with Yun Lian to accept disciples more than ten years ago. When she heard him talk about "junior sister", she also looked at Yin Miaomiao curiously and saw that she was wearing white clothes, which was a bit similar to Yun Lian: "

This is the first time I met Junior Sister Yin, and I am lucky to meet him." Her cultivation is higher than Yin Miaomiao, and now she is at the eighth level of foundation building.

"Senior Sister Xia." Yin Miaomiao greeted her.

Jiang Li seemed to be very familiar with her: "Where are Junior Sister Yin going?"

"Let's go." Yin Miaomiao said helplessly, "It's all the same anyway."

After she said this, Jiang Li seemed to remember something interesting and laughed in a hint: "Do you still remember the Chenxiang Pavilion?"

"Chenxiang Pavilion?" Yin Miaomiao thought for a moment, "Where is that place?"

Jiang Li said "Oh": "I really don't remember? That's a pity!"

Yin Miaomiao asked tentatively: "How do you say this?"

"The master of Chenxiang Pavilion is the most beautiful person in our Yunguang City." Jiang Li looked at Xia Qiuyue with a smile, "Have Junior Sister Xia seen him?"

Xia Qiuyue shook her head a little embarrassedly. The Hongsha True Lord of Qianlu Peak is a strict elder, and this is even more true for the female disciples under her: "If a female cultivator wants to stand out, she has to work harder than a man and practice hard,

Don’t think about men and women before forming a pill.”

No matter how nice it is to put it, it is kiln-zi. It is known by the True Lord of Hongsha that I will never dare to go to Xia Qiuyue.

Jiang Li shrugged, looking very sorry: "Okay. The true Lord of Hongsha is indeed... um." He seemed to have noticed the right and wrong of the seniors, and stopped decisively, "Anyway, Junior Sister Yin forgot anyone."

It doesn’t matter, it would be a pity to forget him.”

Yin Miaomiao asked deliberately: "I am a friend of her? Do I have a handkerchief?"

Jiang Li was stunned and then burst out laughing: "This, how do I answer this? Junior Sister Yin should go and take a look by herself."

Yin Miaomiao blinked his eyes, as if he was extremely confused.

I don’t know what a good day it is today, but at this time, another acquaintance came: “Why are Junior Sister Xia and Junior Brother Jiang here…oh, Junior Sister Yin?”

Yin Miaomiao still doesn't recognize the person coming.

But this person is much rude than Jiang Li, and he looked at her unscrupulously: "Long time no see, Junior Sister Yin, we have never seen you since you came back from Mozhou - I heard that he was in seclusion? What a pity, I

I was thinking that I must ask you about Mozhou! What happened to you from Dongzhou to Mozhou?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "Your information seems to be very well-informed."

"Spiritual? Aren't you too famous?" the other party smiled sarcastically, "Your Cuishi Peak is getting more and more lively."

"Yuan Luo, don't do this." Jiang Li tried to smooth things over. "Junior Sister Yin was probably confused. This is Senior Brother Yuan from Li Huofeng."

Yin Miaomiao nodded: "I have met Senior Brother Yuan."

Yuan Luo stared at her: "Why, I really lost my memory? I think it's nonsense! You don't look like your spiritual sense is damaged."

"I don't think I need to explain anything to you," Yin Miaomiao said, "And I can't understand why you are pursuing this - if it weren't true, would anyone deliberately pretend to have amnesia? I have

What are the benefits?”

Yuan Luo was full of malicious intentions: "Who knows? You have always been tricky."

The pain in the amnesia is here, and there is no impression of any resentment or resentment. Yin Miaomiao whispered in her heart, but there was a smile on her face: "Senior Brother Yuan is here to tell me this?"

"You are overestimating yourself." Yuan Luo sneered.

Yin Miaomiao smiled without any anger: "I think so."

Yuan Luo glanced at her with disgust. What he hated the most was Yin Miaomiao. This woman hid needles in the cotton without leaking water, and it was hard to deal with it. If she hadn't interfered with it, how could Ren Wuwei take away the law enforcement hall so easily.

location.

Xia Qiuyue protects herself and smiles lightly. Jiang Li looks like a good man: "Okay, okay, Senior Brother Yuan and Junior Sister are concerned about what! Say a few words."

He has a good popularity, Yuan Luo gave him face and changed the topic: "Why did Junior Brother Jiang and Junior Sister Xia come down the mountain together?"

Xia Qiuyue said: "I want to find some materials for casting magic weapons, so please ask Senior Brother Jiang to take care of me."

"I don't understand very well, just one person has a short plan and two are the best." Jiang Li was very humble.

Yuan Luo asked with concern for Xia Qiuyue's appearance as a senior brother, "What's the result?"

Xia Qiuyue said regretfully: "Although some of the quality is good, I want to cast a magic weapon in my life and always want to choose something that is suitable for all aspects."

"The natal magic weapon is naturally not tolerated." Yuan Luo said, "Junior Sister Xia doesn't have to worry. It's the Treasure Festival soon, and there should be a lot of good things at that time."

Zhencui Festival? Yin Miaomiao seemed to have a vague impression. Jiang Li noticed her confused gaze and said considerately: "Junior Sister Yin may not remember it. Zhencui will be the festival once every thirty years in our Yunguang City. By then

There will be a lot of good things. If the junior sister has any needs, she can pay attention to it in advance.”

Yin Miaomiao thought: "So that's the case. Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang for reminding me."

"I'm really not used to you." Jiang Li shook his head helplessly, "You wouldn't be so polite to me before."

Yin Miaomiao smiled apologetically.

Fortunately, Jiang Li had a good temper, so he complained casually and stopped mentioning it. He talked to Xia Qiuyue again: "The last time the Zhencui Festival was a fairy weapon, so I don't know what will happen this time."

"I can't afford the immortal weapon." Xia Qiuyue said with a smile, "It's enough to find the right monster hair to make my pen."

Yuan Luo echoed: "Yes, I heard that Master Fu's pen is crucial to the talisman drawn."

"Yes, monsters of different attributes have pens made by monsters that are suitable for different types of spells..."

Yin Miaomiao listened to their conversation and found that this precious festival was not to be missed. What did the master and senior brother on the mountain do for food? No one had ever talked about such an important thing to her.

However, given her current situation of being blinded by everything, it is extremely inconvenient to act. It is best if someone can help her, for example... She has a premonition that this person must be very familiar with her, but whether it is credible or not is necessary.

Verify it.

The author has something to say: Haha, everyone was complaining about the name Luhuan yesterday, but Chenxiang Pavilion, Chunfeng Road, and Luhuan are obviously Qingping Tu, don't be led by strange things. However, Luhuan is a stage name, and he has his real name

Yes, but now is not the time to say that beauty is beautiful, but she is thorny.

I'm curious to write down whether the popularity of No. 3 will be better than that of my senior brother. He takes advantage of it. Xiao Zhuo is a mortal and is in trouble. Xiang Tianya has never become famous and is in the most tragic stage of his life. Only No. 3 appears

He is already a famous "male god" and has an advantage over the previous ones~~

This volume is a sect volume, and there will be many characters. Yuan Luo and Xia Qiuyue remember that they went to take disciples with their senior brother. They are considered to be the second (third) generation of immortals, and they will not be liked by everyone.

I think it would be very satisfying to be able to write so that everyone can clearly distinguish who is... and, Mozhou is living too hard, we have to get rich in this volume! See you tomorrow~~~