Crossing the Invincible World

Otherwise you won't be so kind to me. "

Feng Jiang looked at Yue'er with tears in his eyes. Yue'er looked at this elderly man for a long time, but now he still looks like a child.

Looking at it this way, against the backdrop of all the flowers behind, the old man is actually exactly the same as the young child in the painting, as if everything went back to when he was a child.

"Yue'er, you and your mother are exactly the same. If your mother wears the clothes of our Shapu people, she must be very beautiful. When I see you, I think of you as your mother. Your mother is also very beautiful. Okay."

"Yes, but I can't remember what my mother looks like. In fact, sometimes I can remember, but sometimes I almost forget about it. I can still remember what my mother looked like with the portrait."

"Yue'er, according to what you said? Your mother died when you were very young? You can't even remember exactly what your mother looked like now?"

"Yes, that's right, Uncle Feng, my mother died when I was ten years old."

"Did your mother die in your Yue Clan or somewhere else?"

"I don't remember. I had an accident after my mother passed away. Many memories of my mother are lost. Even the days when my mother died were completely forgotten."

When Feng Jiang heard this, he seemed to have found something wrong. If what Yue'er said just now was true, how could it be such a coincidence. Just after Yue'e died, Yue'er had an accident, and even Yue'e died. All the memories are gone? How could there be such a coincidence?

"Yue'er, can you remember exactly which memories you have about? It means you can remember how many days after your mother died? You can also say how exactly your mother passed away. You can't remember a long time."

Feng Jiang thought of this and found that there was a problem completely. He looked at the innocent little girl in front of him. What a big event would be the death of the king of the moon clan, and this event will definitely spread across the country.

According to the current strength of the Moon Clan, there would be a lot of people taking advantage of the maneuver at that time, and if the King of the Moon Clan passed away, such a big news would surely be heard. But after so many years of death, there was no news that the moon clan king was dead.

This shows that there must be something wrong with Yue Clan, and there must be something wrong with Yue'er's memory being erased.

"Uncle Feng, I don’t remember very well. But according to my memory, the longest period of time was one year before my mother died. I was ten years old at that time. But the memory of my ten years old I am totally blank. The doctor said I had intermittent memory loss.

So I didn't think much about it at the time, but as long as I recall any memories about my ten-year-old, my brain wants to burst like pain, so I just don't think about it anymore. "

"Wangyoucao?! Yue'er, you have eaten Wangyoucao!"

"Huh? What is Forgetfulness?"

"Yue'er, your father and mother must have been framed, they must be. And they belong to your Yue clan, so your mother must have told you something important, so you don’t remember that. A few days. Those people must have forced you to eat Forget about Worry!"

Yue'er was stunned. Why did Fengjiang and Jiang Ning say exactly the same thing, both of them felt that their tribe must be a traitor.

"Yue'er, come here for a moment. Let me look at the nape of your neck."

Yue'er looked at Feng Jiang with a serious face, so she didn't have to ask anything, and stretched the back of her neck to Feng Jiang.

Then Fengjiang resorted to a witchcraft that Yue'er couldn't understand, but Yue'er didn't ask much if it seemed to be very powerful.

"Sure enough, it is forget you grass! These people are really vicious, they actually give a ten-year-old child with forget you grass!"

After Yue'er waited for Fengjiang to finish reading, she straightened her hair and stood by. She didn't know what Feng Jiang was talking about, and she didn't know what Feng Jiang was sighing about.

"Uncle Feng, what are you talking about? What is Forget about melancholia? I am a member of the Yue Clan. Are there any medicinal materials I don't know? But I have never heard of melanchorea. Why are you so angry!"

Feng Jiang looked at the innocent Yue'er in front of him. He didn't know whether he should tell the secret about Wangyoucao. If he told her it would not be okay, but if he didn't tell her, it seemed like he was sorry for her. Finally Fengjiang decided to keep it secret. Yue'er, at least now, it's not the time to tell her about this.

"Yue'er, it's okay. Just when I didn't say anything, it's okay. It's nothing important, you will understand it later. It doesn't matter now, it doesn't matter if you don't know.

By the way, Yue'er, you must come to me for something. When you came to our Shapu tribe, you said that you were guided by the sand dunes, but the sand dunes will never give an omen to those who are worthless.

So please tell me if you have anything to do. If I can help you, I will definitely help you, but if I can’t help you, don’t blame my Yueer. "

"Uncle Feng, what do you mean by these words. Why would I blame you if you can't help me? I know Uncle Feng you will definitely not harm me, right. Then I'll just say it straight."

"Well, Yue'er, I know that the purpose of your coming here is definitely not simple. Just tell you what you have, and if I can tell you, I will try to tell you."

"Okay, Uncle Feng, first tell me where the flowers and trees of your clan came from. If you don't tell me about this matter, my next question will be meaningless."

"Yue'er, you didn't think of what you said. Did the young man with you tell you? I heard you call him Jiang Ning. This young man is not simple, who is he?"

"Uncle Feng, if you say yes, please answer my question first. Although Jiang Ning is definitely not a waiter, I believe you can see it, but I can’t say much about Jiang Ning’s identity, but I want you to know him. It will definitely not hurt me, I know Uncle Feng is worried about me."

"Hahaha, Yue'er's mouth is really sweet, your mother's mouth was not as sweet as yours. Forget it, I don't want to know who he is, but you know what we Shapu people do? ",,..