As he said that, Molan was about to leave. Nan Wushuang suddenly came to his senses and stopped in front of him, "What were you saying? What were you saying just now?"

Molan seemed to be looking at a very strange person, "You recognized the wrong person."

"Molan!" Nan Wushuang growled, "I did not admit my mistake."

"Sorry, you really recognized the wrong person." Molan was already indifferent and seemed unwilling to say more to Nan Wushuang, so he stepped away.

Nan Wushuang squatted on the ground all of a sudden, looking weak and weak, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

Ye Xiyue felt something was strange about this. She squatted beside Nan Wushuang and patted her shoulder, "Wu Shuang..."

"Xiyue, do you still remember what I said to you in Zhongjie?"

Ye Xiyue nodded, "Remember."

Thoughts gradually drifted away. At that time, Nan Wushuang asked her: "Dongfang, where are you from the low world?"

"Jinyang Kingdom."

"Jinyang Kingdom?" Nan Wushuang frowned slightly, "No, it's not."

"What's not?"

Nan Wushuang sat on the carpet on the ground in disappointment. The only bright color in her life was the man who was as quiet as the orchid in the valley.

When they first met, they were in the Muyun Kingdom. At that time, he was dressed in white, elegant and graceful, but his eyebrows were full of sharpness that could not be concealed.

At that time, she brought her soldiers to visit the Muyun Kingdom. In Kyoto, she met him...

It was not a very beautiful encounter, but it was enough to make her remember her life.

Because of the Royal Academy, she formed an opposite to him, and he said: Don't violate anyone's bottom line.

In the next few times, the two of them would often meet because of some things. On the day she left, she led her own soldiers and stood in front of him. He treated each other coldly, standing on the mountain, as if he was looking at a stranger...

I don’t know when she started to be concerned about him. When she recalled, she realized that the person had already taken root and sprouted in her heart...

Love came too suddenly, which made her, the resolute general, feel at a loss.

This is the first time, when facing someone, she actually had the urge to draw a sword to face each other. She wanted to swing a sword to break the indifferent expression on his face, break the disguise of his appearance, and she wanted to contact the real him...

Ye Xiyue sighed and looked at the woman beside her. She was disappointed, so she was desperate. "Wushuang, there must be something strange about this. Molan is not the kind of lying."

"But he said he didn't know me anymore, he forgot me, he forgot our encounter, he even forgot when I left seven years ago, he once told him: I will definitely come back to find you.

He remembers everything, but he only forgot me."

Ye Xiyue shook her head and comforted her, but no matter what she said, she seemed pale and powerless. Molan said: Do we know each other?

He completely drove Na Wushuang into the abyss. His words rejected all of Nan Wushuang's intentions. She traveled thousands of miles and came to the low world to find Molan, but he asked her: Do we know each other?

How ironic and desperate, this matter will not be acceptable to anyone.
Chapter completed!