I saw that the woman twisted her graceful waist and turned around, her beautiful smile faced Chen Feng, and her clear eyes fell on Chen Feng's eyebrows.

Chen Feng also looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, and he slowly walked in front of the woman.

"You...... Who are ......you? It's so familiar!"

The woman's bright eyes stared at the man in front of her and murmured softly.

Chen Feng's body stiffened, and an emotion in the deepest part of his soul was completely touched at this moment, and in this emotion, there was a heart-rending pain.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't know me! From now on, we know each other, my name is Chen Feng, please remember this name carefully!"

Chen Feng slowly hugged the woman in front of him, and whispered in her ear like a dream.

"Are you crying?"

"Because I'm so excited!"

"Why are you excited?"

"Because I've finally brought you back and met you!"

"Why are you so excited to see me?"

"Because...... I love you!"

Among the flowers, Chen Feng gently hugged Mu Wanqing like this, and the two asked and answered, as if the two closest lovers were whispering.

But the dialogue that came out made Ling Mengxue and the others who were paying attention outside the courtyard all have a sour nose and burst into tears.

"I remember your name, I know the name Chen Feng, but I can't remember what Chen Feng looks like?

Mu Wanqing slowly separated from Chen Feng, she stared at the young man in front of her, and found that the young man in front of her was crying, as if he was crying like a helpless child.

Even in the sea of corpses and blood, the eyes that still don't have too much emotion have been filled with tears.

At this moment, Chen Feng is no longer the ruthless warrior who constantly climbs the peak and treats human life like dung, but a sad person who keeps crying because his lover forgets him.

"Don't cry, you come and tell me a story, I remember a guy named Chen Feng, he also told me stories before, can you tell stories?" Mu Wanqing gently wiped away the tears on Chen Feng's cheeks and grinned.

Chen Feng immediately burst into tears and laughed, wrapped his hands around Mu Wanqing, slowly sat among the flowers, and said softly: "Wu Sangui, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, just because Chen Yuanyuan was swept away by Liu Zongmin, he was angry and rushed to the crown, refused to surrender Li Zicheng, and led the Qing soldiers into the customs......"

Chen Feng told the story and began to tell the story of Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng, from beginning to end, Chen Feng spoke very carefully, spoke very seriously, looked very focused, and his voice was very soft.

Mu Wanqing gently leaned on Chen Feng's chest, quietly listening to Chen Feng's narration, everyone outside the courtyard who watched this scene sighed softly, there is no doubt that this is definitely a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks in front of her.

Nangong Snow Kite, who was sitting on the edge of the flowers, slowly put away the zither, looked at the quiet pair of two people in the flowers with beautiful eyes, sighed softly, and left the courtyard.

"Chen Feng, the snow kite once taught me a song before, I like it very much, I'll sing it to you, do you want to listen to it?" Mu Wanqing slowly raised her head, staring at Chen Feng with beautiful eyes and smiling.

Chen Feng kissed Mu Wanqing's forehead and said with a smile: "Okay!

"Hee-hee!"

Mu Wanqing grinned, and at some point, she actually took out a guzheng from the spirit ring.

"When did you learn the Guzheng?" Chen Feng smiled dumbly.

Mu Wanqing gently stroked the guzheng and said faintly: "Chen Feng, maybe I really can't remember you, but I know that you are a person, since I woke up from a coma, Xue Kite has been telling your story and the story between us in my ear." ”

"I listened to the story told by the snow kite, and listened to the music played by the snow kite, I could feel your affection, and I thought I should do something for you, so I learned the guzheng from Wuxian and practiced my favorite songs. ”

"Just because of this song, I just want to play it for you alone, and I only hope that whenever I play this song, there is still a place in my heart that belongs to you, and there is still a memory that you own. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Wanqing smiled, smiled brightly, and after that smile, she gently plucked the strings, and a pair of slender jade fingers, like flowing water, crossed between the strings.

"Who, by my hand, has taken me into madness for half my life;

Who, kissing my eyes, covering me for half my life;

Who, caress my face, comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow;

Who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;

Who, hold me by the shoulders, drive me to silence all my life?

Who, call my heart, cover my life.

Whosoever forsakes me, and leaves me alone for the rest of my life;

Who can know my will, so that I have no regrets in this life;

Who can help my arm, vertical and horizontal for thousands of years;

Who, who can pour out my heart, every inch of land is just like nothing;

Who, can bury me, laugh at the vain world, and my heart is crazy.

Yi, cover my lips, dispel my past life;

Yi, take my arms, except for the frivolity of my previous life.

The hand of the son will accompany you to be crazy for a thousand lives;

Deep kiss eyes, accompany you in eternal reincarnation. ”

The melody is leisurely, like the flowing water of the mountains, such as the empty spring of the valley, such as the mountain stream, like the bright moon hanging high.

Accompanied by the beautiful tune, Mu Wanqing's crisp voice like a yellow warbler slowly followed the tune, the sound rose and fell, reverberated in the gut, and the echo of the empty valley was endless.

"The hand of the son will accompany you for a thousand lifetimes, and the deep kiss will accompany you in eternal reincarnation. ”

Chen Feng muttered in a low voice, looking at the woman who was focused on playing the piano, the curvature of the corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth became deeper and deeper, but the sadness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

A song slowly fell, Chen Feng walked behind Mu Wanqing, hugged her slowly, and a slight snort sounded, Chen Feng realized that the beauty in front of him had fallen into a coma.

Chen Feng gently picked up the beauty, entered the inner room, gently placed it on the side of the bed, covered it with a quilt, and looked at the beauty silently.

"Wanqing, I will definitely cure you, you can rest assured, I swear!"

Chen Feng whispered softly, and then kissed his smooth and white forehead, and resolutely left the house.

It's just that Chen Feng didn't see that after he turned around and left, the beautiful woman lying at the head of the bed had her eyelids moving slightly.

Walking out of the courtyard, Chen Feng stared at Lingmengxue and said, "Mother, where are Wanqing's memory beads?"

Ling Mengxue carefully took out a bead from her bosom and handed it to Chen Feng, "Chen Feng, Wanqing's memory bead is shattered too much, although I have tried my best to slow down the speed at which it shatters, but to no avail. ”

Chen Feng cautiously took the memory bead, and at this moment, the surface of the bead was already densely covered with cracks, as if it might shatter at any time.

"When the memory bead is completely shattered, then it will affect Wanqing's soul, and at that time, Wanqing's soul will begin to collapse, leaving not much time for Wanqing. Lingmengxue sighed.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Feng slowly clenched his fists and looked at Ling Mengxue sadly.

"There are only two ways, one is to find a way to stop Wanqing's soul from collapsing, and the other is to find a Tongtian-level array Dao master to directly solve Wanqing's current situation. ”

Speaking of this, Reimeng Xue sighed softly, there is no doubt that both methods are difficult.

Once it is something that comes into contact with the soul, it is basically extremely rare, even rare, I am afraid that it is difficult for the Four Great Domains to have such a thing;