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"By the way, Yin Chen, are you really okay?"
After lunch, when cleaning up the dishes, Ye Qingmei still looked at Yin Chen sadly.
"I'm fine, really." Yin Chen smiled lightly.
In the afternoon, after seeing Ye Qingmei and Annie off, Yin Chen went up the back mountain alone with a heavy heart.
Yin Chen, who sat cross-legged in the immortal formation of the air consciousness world, had a puzzled expression, with a slight inexplicable sadness.
Somewhere, there is an intuition telling him that the scene of the future is the clue to reveal his life experience.
"Is that woman my former mother?"
Yin Chen murmured to himself, with mixed feelings, and his far-sighted eyes were full of unprecedented complexity.
At this moment, he wanted to reveal the truth of his life experience immediately, but he had an unspeakable resistance.
Even though his previous life was thousands of years old, he never thought that there would be such an unknown but seemingly extremely complicated past in his previous life.
I thought that with the passage of time, the past will eventually come to the surface automatically, but it was not until the scene in the space consciousness world happened that Yin Chen felt a heartache that he had never had before.
What followed was a seemingly endless sense of confusion and hesitation, which made him, in his past and present life, feel a complicated sense of being at a loss for the first time.
"Who is she?"
"Who am I?"
After a long time of chaotic thoughts, Yin Chen still chose to concentrate and calm down, and entered the space consciousness realm of the sea of ??consciousness.
Right now, maybe only the divine power of the space consciousness world can tell him the answer that he once, maybe missed his whole life
At the same time, the Ning family far away in Chucheng welcomed a very special unexpected guest.
Since the start of the last royal battle, Yin Wenzhuo, the third elder of the Dragon Group, led the members of the Northern Dragon Group to Chucheng, Liao Province.
Apart from taking care of Qing Wei once in the middle, he has been guarding the periphery of Ning's house conscientiously.
And during this period of time, the Ning family has gradually become familiar with the members of the dragon group who suddenly came to protect them.
Since the last time they took the time to go to Jinghai, the Ning family knew that Yin Chen was now the young marshal of the dragon group, so they didn't seem too surprised to find the sudden protection of the members of the dragon group.
While worried about Yin Chen's safety, the couple were also extremely polite to the members of the dragon group.
The leader of the dragon group who came to protect them this time was an old man who wore a tall hat and sunglasses from the beginning to the end.
At first, they thought the old man was blind, but later, after witnessing that the other party was not blind at all, the couple became even more confused.
Especially Ning Xuefeng, judging from the old man's figure, he always felt that the other person's back was a little inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember it.
Perhaps, masters have some special habits that are incomprehensible.
After the old man came to the final conclusion, the couple didn't want to delve into the strangeness of the old man anymore. Anyway, their son is the young marshal of the dragon group, and they have no reason to doubt the person sent by his son.
However, just today.
After the elites of the Northern Dragon Group withdrew one after another, the old man who was the leader stayed alone.
And today, I personally approached the door.
"Elder, please come in, Shuzhen, and quickly take out my Tieguanyin."
Ning Xuefeng politely invited the other party in, while exhorting Li Shuzhen.
Although the old man in front of him may only be his son's subordinate, after all, he has protected the Ning family for so long, so he should treat him respectfully.
"Patriarch Ning, you are being polite." Yin Wenzhuo stared at Ning Xuefeng's already aged face, and a look of emotion flashed across his eyes involuntarily.
"I came to disturb my old friend alone today because I have an old matter I want to mention."
"Old friend?"
Ning Xuefeng looked suspicious, he didn't know why and said, "Elder, who are you looking for?"
"I'm here to find you!"
Having said that, Yin Wenzhuo had slowly taken off his hat, and under Ning Xuefeng's increasingly frightened gaze, he finally revealed that familiar face he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Benefactor, you aren't you?"
Dumbfounded, Ning Xuefeng pointed at Yin Wenzhuo tremblingly, his tone almost incoherent.
& nbsp; "Patriarch Ning, we will leave once in eighteen years, don't come here without any problems!"
Yin Wenzhuo looked at the shocked Ning Xuefeng, showing a long-lost smile like an old friend.
"Crack." A sound.
Not far away, Li Shuzhen, who happened to bump into this scene, paused, and the teapot in her hand dropped