The clouds frowned and looked in the direction of the beautiful woman.

The first goal is a deeply eyebrowed, middle-aged man.

This man is extremely tall and unconsciously exerts terrible pressure.

But looking at him brought concern and tension.

Standing behind a middle-aged man is a young man who looks three ways like the clouds.

His eyebrows drooped slightly, making him invisible.

“Master Yoshimoto, what's wrong with you? ”

Old man pulled Rayun Rucold nervously: “This is the owner and mother of the Yun family, it is also your father and mother, why don't you call someone? ”

Cloud shakes his head slowly: “I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not Master Yoshihito. ”

He said as he pressed his temple, revealing a somewhat painful look.

He tries to remember what happened before the coma.

It's like the blood in your body suddenly boils like a burn.

Subsequently, his soul was torn apart by a great force, making his consciousness more and more chaotic.

Deep down, there is a hidden desire for flesh and blood.

Especially when the rain was falling on him.

He saw the rainy white neck, and the first reaction was to go up and chew, swallowing blood, bite by bite.

When the clouds were cold, they were frightened away by the desires in their hearts.

Together with the growing power of tearing in the soul, the pain and burning of the body is becoming more obvious.

Then he lost consciousness.

“Who are you people?” If the clouds look up at a few people, “what is this place? Where's my brother and sister?

“Yoshihito, what's wrong with you?” Beautiful woman looks at him stunned, “this is Yunjia, I am your grandmother Xuan Menglan, don't you remember us? ”

"“ Poor Master Jifeng, he must have lost his memory, "cried the old man." That's why he hasn't come home for so many years. It was all the fault of the thug who killed the thousand knives, which killed so many people in Mulekat, and also caused Young Master Yoshifeng... "

Her words were not finished, and the door was pushed open again.

An old man dressed in a blue and white robe pushed the door in: "Dreamland, how's Jifeng? ”

“Daddy.” The beautiful woman turned around and saw someone, she couldn't help but reddened her eyes. “Jifeng doesn't seem to remember anything? Who in the world was so harsh and spicy at that time, Jifeng?"

The crying of the beautiful woman and the comfort of others, the clouds were as cold as they could hear.

The moment Xuanyuan elder walked into the door, the clouds felt a roar in his ear.

All voices and senses fade instantly.

His face turned white and grey like paper.

He knows Xuan Yuan.

Finally, I know who Yunji Peak is!

“Yoshifeng, Yoshifeng, what's wrong with you? ”

“Master Yoshimoto, why are you shaking so hard? Elder, treat Young Master Ki-moon! ”

Xuan Yuan walked to the side of the bed and removed the clock from the sleeve of Qian Kun.

The bell is braided into a half-metre tall tower, and the bell rings softly, with gentle energy pouring into the clouds.

Turn his face around slowly.

“Ji Feng.” Xuan Yuan looked deeply at him. "You really don't remember anything? ”

If the clouds were silent and silent, their hands hidden in their sleeves were slightly trembling, dying into fists.

“It doesn't matter if you don't remember. ”

After the mysterious silence, Xuan Yuan suddenly smiled and patted him gently on the shoulder.