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"Xiao Ming, let's go down the mountain."

I carried the basket early, filled with the wild fruits I picked yesterday, and walked out happily.

Chen Xiaoming's figure walked out of the room beside him, and he was cut off from his memory. At this moment, he was confused about what he was going to do.

Where is this place?What are you going to do?Where are you going again?

He didn't know anything, so after thinking, Chen Xiaoming decided to stay here temporarily.

Don't get me wrong, Chen Xiaoming definitely didn't stay because of Bai Qian, let alone greedy each other's body.

He is just pure lust!

Hey, it's strange, why such thoughts flashed in my mind.

I glanced at the face of Bai Qian in front of me, that peerless allure, sure enough, I still...

Chen Xiaoming cut off his thoughts lightly, and even dared to echo any bad thoughts in his mind.

"Well, let's go."

Yesterday, it was negotiated to use these wild fruits to go down the mountain in exchange for some food, otherwise the two of them would not be full with the wild fruits.

Chen Xiaoming didn't care about it himself. It didn't matter if he didn't eat, but it didn't work for nothing.

The two went all the way down the mountain, along the path, to the small town under the mountain.

The market town is located at the foot of the Junji Mountain, but it has many residents. It is very lively and all kinds of strange and interesting gadgets attract the eyes of white light, like a child, very happy.

Chen Xiaoming followed all the way. Those strange gadgets seemed to have vague images in his memory, but they were very vague.

I don't know if it was when I cut it by myself, but it wasn't cut, or what other reasons.

However, Chen Xiaoming at this moment doesn't care about this. Now he has no intention to think about what he was thinking before.

He and Bai Qian walked around the market, and when they were about to change rice, a Taoist priest stood in front of them.

"Girl, where do you come from?"

He stopped Bai Qian and Chen Xiaoming from going, staring at the fan in Bai Qian's hand, and asked maliciously.

"Pick it up."

Without thinking too much, let alone knowing the thoughts of the Taoist priest, he blurted out directly.

Chen Xiaoming watched quietly from the side, always feeling that the Taoist priest was a bit owed.

Hearing Bai Qian's words, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up. He was worried that Bai Qian had something to do with the fan owner, but now it can be ruled out.

"Girl, can you sell this fan to the old man."

Pointing to the fan in Bai Qian's hand, the Taoist priest's eyes shone treacherously.

Chen Xiaoming frowned. This look made him very unhappy, but after all, the other party didn't make a move, and he didn't want to make a move in front of Bai Qian.

Bai Qian shook her head. This fan was the first item she found and she wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

Seeing that the Taoist priest couldn't get it by accident, he directly grabbed the fan in Bai Qian's hand.

"Snapped."

With a muffled sound, I saw that the Taoist's hand was grasped by Chen Xiaoming with one hand. The seemingly thin hand was stronger than the iron clamp. No matter how the Taoist struggled, he couldn't shake it.

"It's not pleasing to your eyes for a long time, you dare to do it!"

In Chen Xiaoming's eyes, the Taoist priest's face was so awkward, and now the other party wanted to fight against Bai Qian.

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With a soft voice in his mouth, he slapped the opponent's face with a heavy force. He slapped the Taoist's face with a heavy force, and saw the corner of the Taoist's mouth hemorrhage.

"Xiao Ming, he won't die, right?"

Thinking of Chen Xiaoming as an immortal, this random palm is not acceptable to ordinary people.

"It's okay, he's not dead."

Turning around, he explained slightly that he controlled his power, but immortality means immortality, and he will not be paralyzed in the future.

"Let's go back first."

Looking at the more and more crowds, Chen Xiaoming felt a little irritable, and took Bai Qian's jade hand, got up and walked outside the market town.

Bai Qian was guarded by Chen Xiaoming and squeezed away from the crowd, cleverly following Chen Xiaoming, all the way up the mountain.

The Taoist priest lay on the ground, not knowing his life or death, and did not leave. Bai Qian was also afraid that Chen Xiaoming would get into trouble.

Along the way, just as the two left, a woman in black attire looked at the backs of Bai Qian and Chen Xiaoming from a distance, flashing a deep color.

"The breath?"

It's a bit uncertain, but when Chen Xiaoming shot before, because he didn't fully control his power, he unconsciously leaked his breath.

It's just that the leaked aura is really too powerful, she can't see how much Chen Xiaoming's cultivation is?

So, and because of this, she didn't dare to step forward?

All the way back to Junji Mountain, Chen Xiaoming was still ready to comfort him, but saw that Bai Qian had already ignored it.

Sitting alone on the steps in front of the house, Bai Qian dragged her cheeks, thinking about something, after a long while, she got up and walked towards Chen Xiaoming.

Staring at Chen Xiaoming with extremely serious eyes, Chen Xiaoming's heart grew furry.

"Xiao Ming, or we will live on the mountain in the future, not going down the mountain."

Although the world under the mountain is interesting, Bai Qian still does not know why in his heart, and is still willing to live on this mountain.

"Ok."

Staring at Bai Qian, Chen Xiaoming smiled softly and nodded. Seeing Chen Xiaoming's agreement, the latter smiled like a child.

Time passed, and years passed.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed. For half a year, Chen Xiaoming has been with Bai Qian, living on this Junji Mountain, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, but the relationship with Bai Qian is getting closer and closer. .

It's just that this kind of intimacy is not what Bai Qian likes.

Just like at the beginning, her purpose of watering was just hoping that someone would be with her.

Over the past six months, Chen Xiaoming has changed a lot. As time goes by, some basic memories in his mind have gradually recovered.

The restoration of the power of the soul allows some basic common sense to return, such as the simplest cognition, and some behavioral judgments.

The recovery of these memories made Chen Xiaoming gradually regain his feelings.

Unfortunately, the power of the soul has been completely restored as usual, and Chen Xiaoming's memory is only this.

Some important parts, along with my previous experience, have been cut off and cannot be restored.

"Hey, did my previous self have water in his head."

Sitting cross-legged in the shade of a tree, Chen Xiaoming sighed, detesting what he had done before.

This is like a mentally retarded operation. The person who makes oneself is not a person, a ghost is not a ghost, what is the picture?

He doesn't even have a complete memory now, and he doesn't even know what to do next.

"Forget it, I'll better live myself."