The autumn wind was blowing, and the crimson on Lonely Min's face was blown away by the autumn wind, and his face was extremely pale.

"Little sister!" a gentle voice sounded outside the courtyard, and a tall figure strode towards the courtyard.

The figure is tall, the sword eyebrows are starry, and the facial features of its logo seem to be carved, the young man stepped in, although he deliberately restrained his own breath, but a royal aura still flowed between the corners of his eyes.

"Brother!" Lonely Min called softly, her thin dress hunting.

The young man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, he took off his coat and carefully put it on for Lonely Min.

The young man looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, but when he saw Lonely's pale face, the young man still said, "Little sister, you are cultivating again!"

The dead air in the lonely min's body is always circulating, and if the lonely min runs the technique, the dead qi will frantically impact the prohibition left by the lonely defeat, tearing the meridians.

Therefore, once Lonely Min cultivated, his face would inevitably turn extremely pale.

The dead leaves slipped quietly on the fingertips, and the lonely and sensitive smiled without saying a word.

In the face of the lonely smile, the young man also smiled helplessly, no matter how he scolded the little sister, the little sister still insisted on cultivating every day.

"Brother, I don't want to be a burden, and I don't want to be a waste either!" a hint of determination appeared on Lonely's delicate face.

"Little sister!" the young man gently patted Lonely Min's cheek and sighed softly: "Don't care about those gossips from the outside world, you have never been a waste!"

Lonely Min smiled and said nothing, but the firmness in his eyes did not retreat, "Brother, why don't you accompany Sister Ye!"

"She's practicing swords!" A gentle force flowed through the palm of the young man's hand, and Zhinian pressed his right hand on Lonely Min's shoulder, and its soft power melted into Lonely Min's body.

The warm feeling spread, and Lonely Min's pale face also improved slightly, and a trace of blood appeared.

"I like to watch Sister Nian Ye practice swords, brother, take me to see Sister Nian Ye practice swords, okay?" Lonely Min tugged at the young man's dress, and his expression was extremely hidden.

The young man lovingly slapped Gu Min's brows, and his eyes were full of doting looks, "But, don't interrupt her cultivation!"

"En!" Lonely Min nodded fiercely, and the figure dressed in white like snow couldn't help but appear in his mind, as well as the face that did not eat the immortal fire of the world, which was extremely beautiful.

A soft force appeared a few meters away from the young man, blocking the rolling autumn wind, and after the young man instructed the two maids to do something, he left the courtyard with Lonely Min.

Autumn blows yellow, the dead leaves full of branches, the autumn wind comes, and the dead leaves of the full branches are flying

A figure like snow loomed in the dancing dead leaves, and its brilliant sword light always tore apart the rushing autumn wind.

Dancing to figure out the shadow, the green silk flutters, this shadow is like a dancing butterfly. The dead leaves that fell all around were immersed in this sword dance, abandoning the holding of the branches and falling away one after another.

The dead leaves fell, and when they fell on the sword, a crisp sword groan resounded, and the clear shadow of the dancing leaves seemed to constitute a beautiful picture.

Dozens of meters away, Lonely Min and the young man stood on the stone bridge and looked at the woman dancing with a sword in the distance.

"Sister Nian Ye is so beautiful!" Lonely Min muttered softly, a hint of intoxication in her clear eyes.

"It's beautiful!" muttered the young man, a rare look of admiration in his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, the young man's mind was still filled with the dancing shadow and the peerless face.

"Brother, Sister Nianye still can't remember what happened before?" Liu frowned slightly, and Lonely Min suddenly asked.

"It's still like that! She doesn't seem to remember anything from the past!" the young man sighed slightly, a trace of regret and joy appeared in the corners of his eyes, "Maybe it's better not to remember, so that the past can be cut off!"

"Brother, is this Sister Nianye really what you met on the way back to the city?" Lonely Min grinned: "I'm very skeptical!"

The young man glared at Gu Min helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Little sister, I really didn't lie to you this time, Nian Ye did meet me on my way back to the city!"

"At that time, she was still in a coma, and then I took her into the City Lord's Mansion, and you know what happened next!" the young man explained tirelessly.

"It's the same explanation every time!" Lonely Min's expression was slightly condensed, and she looked at the dancing Qianying with great envy, "Brother, did you say that Ye was Sister Ye's lover, otherwise why didn't she even remember herself, but read that Ye word!"

"No!" There was a trace of resistance in the young man's heart for no reason, especially when Lonely Min mentioned the word lover, "No matter whether that person exists or not, Nian Ye can only belong to me!"

"Alas, I don't know what Sister Nianye's original name was!" Lonely Min didn't notice the young man's slightly changing eyes at all, "However, the name Nianye is also very good!"

The dead leaves were flying, and the woman dancing the sword never paid attention to the stone bridge in the distance, nor did she pay attention to the young man and the lonely min, and there was always a trace of indifference on that peerless face, like ten thousand years of ice, which could not be dissolved.

The dead leaves are flying, the woman holds the sword, stands in the flying dead leaves, raises her head, her blank look fills her eyes, "Leaves!"

The leaves were falling, and the woman seemed to see a figure, the overly young face and the flying white clothes.

"Ye!" the woman muttered softly, this figure was deeply imprinted in his mind, and it could not be waved or erased.

"Why have I forgotten the past, I have forgotten myself, but I still remember you, Ye!" the woman's words dissipated in the autumn wind like fallen dead leaves.

"Ye!" Holding the sword, the woman danced again, rolling up the dead leaves all over the ground, "I will find the past, Ye Chen!"

The name seemed to melt into the soul, the dead leaves were flying, the woman's eyes were half-closed, and a white-clothed figure was floating in his mind.

A wave permeated the woman's body, and it was this fluctuation that covered the woman's breath.

I don't remember thinking, I forgot the whole world, I forgot everyone, and even I forgot myself, but I still remember your name, Ye Chen.

The withered leaves flying around seem to be infected by this poignant sword light, and they forget their artistic conception.

The blood-red moonlight quietly drifted in, and the white-clothed shadow looked like a fairy from the earth, not to be desecrated.

"Nian Ye, you are the first woman to make my lonely emperor's heart move, and you are also the last woman!" the young man's eyes became more and more hot, and his pupils swayed with the figure.

"Little sister, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest!" the young man pulled the reluctant Lonely Min out of here, and the world seemed to be silent again, and the white-clothed shadow was still dancing.

City Lord's Mansion, the blood-red moonlight added a touch of mystery to it, the young man walked towards the center of the City Lord's Mansion with his hands on his back, and the law enforcers he met on the way gave a sword salute to him: "Young City Lord!"

The young man always responded with a gentle smile to the greetings of these enforcers, and after a few moments, the young man's figure appeared in front of the magnificent palace, and the young man stepped directly into it.

In the blood mist, Lonely Defeat opened his eyes and looked at the young man standing on the edge of the blood pool, with a rare hint of relief in his eyes, "The will of the martial arts has been condensed again, and the lazy domain is just around the corner, it seems that you have not abandoned the cultivation factory recently."

Lonely defeated has a son and a daughter, and the eldest son is lonely and defeated, and he is also the young man in front of him, but this lonely emperor looks like a young man, but his real age is more than forty years old.

Therefore, the brother and sister of Lonely Emperor and Lonely Min look only a few years apart on the outside, but they are more than twenty years apart in essence.

"Obey my father's teachings, the Lonely Emperor doesn't dare to slack off on cultivation!" Only when faced with the defeat of Loneliness, the Lonely Emperor showed a respectful expression.

"The road of the strong is endless, if you don't want to be caught up by future generations, you can only move forward more desperately!" The blood mist was shattered, and the lonely figure was completely presented in the sight of the young man.

This sentence was said by Lonely Emperor when he was young, and every year, he would listen to Lonely Defeat, and he naturally knew the truth contained in this sentence, smiled indifferently, and said, "Follow my father's teachings!"

"The eagle can only soar above the nine heavens with the M dagger that has gone through the wind and rain, and although you have been training in a lonely hell for decades, this is far from enough!"

"At the beginning of the abyss of life and death, the twenty teams composed of those martial artists were led by you!"

"As a superior power-holder, you not only need strong strength, but also need wisdom! This time, there are many martial arts masters in the martial arts realm in these squads, you should know what to do!"

"As a young city lord, you have to cultivate your own team after all!" said Lonely Defeat lightly.

Leading these twenty teams, this is undoubtedly a test of loneliness to the lonely emperor. The strong true qi circulated in the young man's body, and the young man smiled and said, "The Lonely Emperor has never disappointed his father, and this time is the same!"

The young man didn't come to look for loneliness this time for this matter, "The Lonely Emperor still has something to tell his father!"

"What's the matter?" Lonely Defeat was still sitting on the platform, not getting up, the aura of heaven and earth surged towards his body, and when he was talking to the young man, he did not forget to cultivate.

"The Lonely Emperor wants to take a concubine!" At the mention of this, the young man's tone couldn't help but weaken a few points, his wife was the daughter of the city lord of the Eight Great Hells, and the Eight Great Hells and the Lonely Hell had been friends for generations, and marriages were also extremely common, and it was precisely because of this that the young man had to inform Lonely Defeat of this matter. After all, Lonely Defeat is scheming, and he can't see the stakes involved, "Does Yu Miao know about this?"

Yu Miao, the wife of the Lonely Emperor today. Hearing this, the Lonely Emperor shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

After pondering for a moment, Lonely Defeat said lightly: "If the man of my lonely family wants to take a concubine, he will take a concubine, since Yu Miao is already the wife of my lonely family, then she must also abide by the rules of the lonely family!"

Regarding the answer of loneliness, the lonely emperor did not mean, "It's just a concubine, I want to marry with the etiquette of marrying a wife!"

"In a few days, I will ask Gu Yi to gather those warriors, and then you will manage those twenty squads first!"

"As for the matter of taking concubines, you can make your own decisions!" After speaking, Lonely Defeat closed his eyes, and the blood mist around him surged out again.

"The son wants to announce this concubine in front of the powerful people of the Lonely Hell on that day!" "The Lonely Emperor knew that it was the first time that he was moved by a woman, and if he hadn't cared about the relationship between Lonely City and the Eight Great Cities, he would have abolished his current wife.

Although he was able to marry with the gift of a ping pong wife, the Lonely Emperor still felt a little sorry for Nian Ye, so he wanted to announce the matter in front of many powerful people in the Lonely Hell to express his position.

"You can call the shots!"