Chapter 82
The autumn wind was blowing, blowing the fallen leaves on the trees, and blowing Qingxue's soft black hair flying, "I have been here for three or four days, and there is still no news of Yuanling, what should I do."

Kicking away a small stone, she sighed.

"Ouch!" A cry of dissatisfaction seemed to come from the stone that was just kicked away.

Qingxue turned back and picked up the stone.The stone surface seems to have been polished, smooth and flat, "inlaid" with a pair of blue eyes, shining and bright, like sapphires.

"Why did you kick me?" it asked, the mouth was three centimeters below the eyes, it was very small, it opened and closed, very cute.

Qingxue couldn't help poking it again.

"Hey!" The little nose on the top of its mouth straightened up, its blue eyes glared, and it yelled angrily, "What are you doing?! It's not enough to kick me, why are you poking me again? Excuse me, I'm so ugly Do you hate it?"

Qingxue smiled, touched his little nose with her middle finger, softly, "Hey! Little guy, do you think you are a stone or a stone spirit?"

She is really strange. Usually goblins can transform into human form and speak human language after 300 years of cultivation, but the one in her hand has unknown demon power, can speak human language, but cannot transform into human form.

Because, if it could turn into a human form, how could she tolerate her teasing it like this.

The depressed mood just now was manipulated by this cute little guy, it was really good.

"You are the rock spirit!" Xiao Shitou puffed his mouth, and said to Qingxue arrogantly; "Listen to me, I am the head of the four ancient monsters..."

"You are Yuanling!" Before Xiao Shitou said anything, Qingxue rushed to answer.

This surprised Xiao Shitou, and he was speechless.

It's broken. Listening to the tone, it's probably the one who came to catch me again.oops!It's over.He secretly scolded himself for being arrogant and thoughtless, while thinking of countermeasures.

"I'm not Yuanling!" After much deliberation, Qingxue finally thought of a good countermeasure when she wanted to believe her guess, "I mean, I'm the little follower of the head of the four ancient monsters, my name is Yuanhen .”

Qingxue frowned, obviously not believing.

"Sister Qingxue." At this time, Xiangling ran over, and the little stone saw it, quickly closed his eyes, mouth, and retracted his little nose... Qingxue lowered her head and saw that it had turned into an ordinary stone.

"It's time to eat, Brother Tu Su told me to call you over." Before he could wake it up, Xiangling had already run up to him.

"Okay." She had no choice but to put the small stone into her sleeve and left with Xiangling.

"Hey hey hey! I'm not yours, why did you take me away, hey! Let me go! You're kidnapping, do you know..." Xiao Shitou yelled unhappily in his sleeve, but no one care about him.

In the past few days after returning from Shennvzhai, Nangong locked himself in the room day and night to read ancient books, studying until he forgot to sleep and eat.

At this moment, in the dead of night, there is only the sound of falling leaves blown by the autumn wind outside the house.He lit a lamp, sat at the table, held an ancient book, and read it carefully.

For Ranran, the memory of Shanggong is from the previous life, with a time difference of 1000 years. If it were not supported by the power of death, this part of the memory would have been erased from her mind long ago.

And now, although it has not been erased, the chance of recovery is very slim.

"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door, followed by Bing Jing's voice, "Master, it's time to eat."

He didn't answer, and continued to read the ancient books.

Outside the house, Bingjing sighed and left with the food.

The last time the Lord worked hard like this was probably the time when he met Crown Princess Su Liushuang for the first time a few months ago.

At that time, he locked himself up like he does now, calculating the speed and effort of the horse's hooves day and night, calculating how to hurt her, but not hurt her.

He designed a slanted first encounter, just so that she could remember him at a glance.

But this time, it was for her safety, and he completely ignored his own safety.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes said that the poisonous son is a charming and ruthless devil who kills people invisible.But who really understands, poisonous son?

No one can understand the Lord's infatuation except for the killers they dumped!

The silvery white moonlight sprinkled down from the sky like a waterfall and into the room, illuminating the serious and focused profile of the man in the room.

no……

Nangong put down the book, his eyes closed slightly, his brows were no longer proud and domineering, but tired, failed, sad, and sad.

What to do, there is no record in the ancient books on how to restore the memory of the previous life.What should he do?What should I do to restore Ranran's memory and save her!

What to do... He was really desperate.

(End of this chapter)

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