After bidding farewell to Tianxuan Valley, Ye Chen headed east.
He didn't have much nostalgia for the beautiful scenery and sea of flowers in Tianxuan Valley, even the old man who saved his life.
The saying "One thought is good, and one year is evil" was something he kept in mind.
Of course, he still couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but since it was a kind reminder from his savior, he couldn't pretend not to hear it.
Standing on the top of the mountain in the distance, looking in the direction of Tianxuan Valley, Ye Chen waved his hand.
"Tianxuan Valley, I will come back to the Supreme Emperor!"
Ye Chen still has some feelings in his heart for this place where he has stayed for a year.
Since there are feelings, there will inevitably be some nostalgia, but he can't really stay, otherwise no one will do many things.
What he needs most right now is to quickly recover his memory, find the girl in his dream, and fulfill his ideal... rescue the girl and make her his wife.
Reflecting the sea of flowers in Tianxuan Valley as a souvenir, he turned around and flew towards the east.
Tianxuan Valley is beautiful and the sea of flowers is very romantic, but it is not a place that I should stay.
However, he also decided that he would live here until everything was over. If the old man didn't want to, he could go home peacefully. That strange paradise was also a good place to live in seclusion.
Faintly, a beautiful scene appeared in front of Ye Chen's eyes, a quiet valley, intertwined farmland, fruits and vegetables everywhere, a monotonous thatched hut, a fruit tree growing in the yard, and a pair of peach wood tables and chairs.
I heard from my grandpa that that fruit tree is very magical. He has never seen fruit trees bear fruit since he was a child. When he asked his grandpa, he only got an answer that was not yet available. He only knew that the fruit tree was called the "Spirit-protecting Fruit Tree."
, even the use of fruit trees is still unknown.
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It is now after the National Day, and the number of people on Nanhu is getting sparse.
However, because this is a very beautiful tourist attraction in China, there are many people coming and going, and there are still many people who stop to enjoy the scenery.
On the South Lake, the waves are sparkling, and the winter sun shines on the lake, reflecting countless lustres.
Looking at the beautiful scene below, Ye Chen suddenly stopped.
"What's down here?" Ye Chen asked in confusion.
Originally, he was going directly to Tiannan City, because from the sword spirit's mouth, he knew that he had left too many memories there, and in order to retrieve everything that belonged to him as soon as possible, he had to do his best.
However, the scenery of Nanhu Lake attracted his attention, not because of its beautiful shape, but because it gave him an inexplicable feeling.
It's familiar, but not unlike it. In short, it's very strange.
"This is Nanhu!" Xiaoyi replied.
"Nanhu?" Ye Chen was stunned, "Have I been here before? Why does it feel a little strange?"
Xiao Shan rushed to answer: "Yes, master, do you want to go down and take a look? Maybe we can start from here!"
Since they were looking for memories, it didn't matter where they started, so the sword spirits didn't decide to hide it.
"But, didn't you say that it would be better to start from Tiannan? Maybe when I get there, I can remember everything at once, so I don't have to waste time here!" Ye Chen was obviously not happy.
It's not that he doesn't want to look for the memory here, but it's actually as he said, since the memory is lost, then you have to find the place that stimulates you the most. Only there will be the most effective way to restore your memory, and everything else is not that important.
"No, Master, you have to search for your memory slowly. You must not force yourself because you are anxious, otherwise your consciousness will easily collapse." Xiao Yi said anxiously.
"Yes, Master, listen to us and take your time!" Xiao'e also hurriedly advised.
Ye Chen hesitated for a while, then nodded and said with a smile: "In that case, let's go down."
As he spoke, he looked at an uninhabited hilltop and drifted down. Read the full text of the evil and cold young man's substitute wife.
"You are doing it for me, I know, thank you!" Ye Chen smiled again as he landed beside a mountain tower.
No one answered. Ye Chen looked around and realized that no one had seen him, so he felt relieved.
As a cultivator, it is best not to let mortals know your identity unless you have to, otherwise it will easily cause unnecessary trouble or even panic. He still understands this.
If people saw a person flying in the sky, what would they think? Alien? Birdman? Or ghost?
Because it was already winter, in order not to stand out from the crowd, he could only wear a long-sleeved cotton-padded jacket that was not too thick as a mortal would.
Of course, the cotton-padded jacket was also made from Xiaozhu. It only has a thick appearance, but still feels very soft and comfortable.
Glancing at the tall tower next to him, Ye Chen fell silent.
“This place feels so familiar!”
Suddenly, Ye Chen saw a pavilion not far away. His heart moved and he walked over.
Stroking the wooden pillars of the pavilion, he closed his eyes slightly and felt the surrounding atmosphere.
Soon, a strange picture appeared in his mind.
A pavilion is the same as the one in front of me, and a familiar face is exactly the same as the girl in the dream.
Vaguely, he could hear the girl's voice, "Brother Chen, didn't you say you were going to Tiannan? Why did you end up here in Donghang?"
"It's okay anyway, let's come out and play!" This voice became more familiar.
When he thought about it carefully, his heart suddenly trembled. Wasn't this his own voice? Who could that familiar man in the picture be if he wasn't him?
But, there is another beautiful girl, who is she?
Wearing a black gauze skirt, her cheeks are like blooming peach blossoms, she is a little shy, and her face is familiar with a hint of unfamiliarity. She is so kind, her front and back are curved, and she has a well-proportioned figure, which is on par with the woman who spoke.
A hot feeling emanates from the girl...
"Who is she?" Ye Chen murmured to himself.
No one gave him the answer, because he had to find the answer on his own. Since he was looking for the lost memory, it would be meaningless for others to tell him. So from the beginning, he warned the sword spirit not to interfere in these things.
In the picture, the woman in black skirt was pulled on the man's lap and leaned against her, and then...
Then the picture changed, becoming blurry, the pavilions disappeared, and the cool wind blew across the cheeks, bringing a slight chill.
"Hmph, I think you want to find an opportunity to eat Sister Murong, right?" Faintly, the woman's coquettish voice sounded, her voice was like a bell, very nice.
"Huh? You know all this?" came the man's surprised voice, but it had gradually become blurry.
Eventually, there was no more sound.
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"Why does all this seem so familiar?"
Ye Chen stood in the pavilion, all the pictures in front of him disappeared, and the pavilion returned to its original state.
But, in his heart, all these seemed to still be there, the girl in purple, the girl in black, and...himself.