Han Xin raised his hand and pushed Li Bai, who was stunned like a dead pig, away from him with extreme disgust, just like the kind of disgust that pushed away the shell.

The drowsy figure of Li Bai swayed, not at all controlled.

Because Li Bai pounced directly on Han Xin's body before, the weight of his entire body was pressed on Han Xin's body.

Han Xin frowned, impatiently raised his hand and pushed Li Bai out, Li Bai's body was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

Han Xin's face darkened, still angry. He straightened his collar with his hand, and when he was about to stand up, his eyes swept his eyes at the drunkard Li Bai on the ground.

As a result, it was okay for Han Xin not to look at it, but this time, he found that Li Bai had a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and that jade pendant was very familiar.

Han Xin almost subconsciously stood up, ran over, squatted down and reached out to carefully hold up the jade pendant on Li Bai's waist, and looked at it carefully.

This jade pendant is in pairs, the top of the jade pendant is engraved with a small swimming dragon, and the bottom is a smooth blank.

The blank space of the white jade is smooth and translucent, and the tentacles are warm.

"White Jade Swim Dragon Pei?" The look on Han Xin's face was very strange.

It's not because of anything else, it's just because this white jade has a dragon pendant, it is a pair of jade pendants, divided into yin and yang. Li Bai is wearing a yin match on his body, while yang pei is on his own body.

Han Xin frowned, and he hurriedly reached out from inside his clothes, close to his heart, and took out a jade pendant.

The top of the jade pendant is also engraved with a small swimming dragon, and the bottom is smooth and clean, rich in oil, and it is very smooth and silky to the touch.

Han Xin put the You Long Pendant in his hand and the jade pendant hanging on Li Bai's waist together.

Sure enough, this is a pair of jade pendants!

Han Xin was stunned, what was going on, he looked at Li Bai for a long time, and he still had no impression of Li Bai in his memory. But he knew that the dragon pendant on Li Bai's body should be his own.

"Where did you get this jade pendant from?" Han Xin asked anxiously.

Maybe this has something to do with his past, could it be that Li Bai has something to do with his past? No. The monsters of the Qingyu Fox Clan will live for thousands of years at most, and their lifespan cannot be compared with that of the gods.

Li Bai could never have intersected with his past.

There is only one possibility, the person who gave Li Bai this object was the one who knew him before.

Han Xin looked at Li Bai, who fell to the ground and fell asleep like a dead pig, and suddenly regretted a little impulsively and knocked Li Bai unconscious.

Maybe when Li Bai is drunk, he can still ask the truth, just like he always talks to Li Bai with his fists, it is hard to guarantee that Li Bai will ignore him after he is sober.

"Hey, wake up..."Han Xin shook Li Bai's shoulder, trying to shake Li Bai awake.

Maybe because of the urgency just now, Han Xin's strength was too great, Li Bai was stunned by a hand knife, and it seemed that it would be difficult to wake up for a while.

Han Xin's gaze fell on the dragon pendant on Li Bai's waist again, hoping that the person in front of him had nothing to do with his past.

He was just ordered to arrest Li Bai and join Yun Zhongjun, and after completing this task, he was going back to Yun Mengze.

As for his long past, Han Xin was a little disheartened, and Dongshen should return it to him.

Do what you do now, and everything will naturally have answers in the future. Han Xin's fingers put down Li Bai's You Longpei, he grabbed the fainted Li Bai, carried it on his shoulder, and walked away very quickly.

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That night, Han Shin had a dream.

In the dream, he was in a town, and the city was so small that there weren't even many wineries. He walked into a small winery, where only a bright light was lit in the center, and the seats around him were a little dim.

Tired, he looked around and sat down at a nondescript table.

He was very hungry, but he ordered two taels of wine. Maybe the drink was more relieving of fatigue, and his heart was very anxious, as if he was waiting for someone. He didn't look around, just lowered his head and looked at the table steadily, letting his mind wander.

Suddenly he heard the jingling of rings in his ears, which drew closer and closer, and finally the man stopped at his table.

The man was dressed in a lilac robe, with a snow fox's fur wrapped around his shoulders, and a luxurious ring around his waist.

The man had his back to Han Xin, his waist was gently leaning against his wooden table, and his long snow-white hair was scattered over his shoulders and hung down on Han Xin's hand.

"Who are you?" Han Xin couldn't see the man's face, only the faint smell of wine on the man's body.

The smell of wine was not the smell of a drunkard, but a faint aroma, a gradual aroma that he had never smelled before, and this man was very strange and mysterious.

"And who are you?" The man asked, still with his head bowed, his lips closed and he opened his mouth.

That person's voice was extremely soft, but every word was heard in Han Xin's ears. Obviously a stranger, Han Xin was not very disturbed, but felt a little vigilant. People who can't see their looks clearly will always make people feel intimidated.

Han Xin didn't speak, he was a cautious and cautious person who would never reveal his identity.

Because this is not beneficial to him, and there is no benefit and risk of things, Han Xin will not do. Although he was a little curious about the person in front of him, he still held back and did not speak.

"We'll meet again." After the man said this, he straightened up and walked outside.

That person's steps were steady and powerful, and there was a faint murderous aura on his body. The ringing around his waist seems to symbolize his identity and oppression.

Strange people? Han Xin intuitively thinks so. When the wine was served, he always felt tasteless, and he didn't know if it was because he was always thinking about the mysterious person in his heart, or if the wine in the wine shop was miserable.

"You shouldn't have come." The next time Han Shin met that person, the man said softly.

It's still the same small brewery, and there are few people around it in the dim light. The man leaned against the wooden window, looked up and drank one sip after another, as if he had drunk all the frost and pain. The candle flame in the wine shop was dim, and Han Xin looked at the figure of the person from a distance, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly. Han Xin's heart was extremely curious, and he was also eager to get close to that person.

"Do you know why I'm here?" Han Xin couldn't hold back the confusion in his heart and asked, he walked towards the person with steps, trying to see clearly.

"Does it matter? You don't remember me. The man's voice was hoarse, and after he had finished drinking, he lowered his head heavily. Long snow-white hair obscured the side of the man's face and proud eyes. People can only see the slender figure and a white fox on the shoulder. With such a solemn and cold look, he looked like a wandering killer.

"No, I remember!" Han Xin almost shouted and ran towards the figure.