Floating clouds

Chapter 70

Lin Xinglu didn't know what Chong Hui thought, he was facing Mu Zheng's interrogation right now.

"Master, I really can't remember."

He really forgot what happened in the heart demon formation, and after he came out of the heart demon formation, his cultivation base was advancing rapidly without any hindrance. As his cultivation base deepened, he forgot more and more things. It's like a blank sheet of paper, with no emotions, no memories, and it's all based on instinct.

"Nonsense, how can the heart demon not remember?" Mu Zheng already knew what happened in the heart demon circle, and he asked again because of Lin Xinglu's strange dantian.

His dantian is obviously nothingness, it looks like he has no cultivation base, but when he fights with him and practice swords, he is only inferior to him. If he is compared with Heshan, it may not be that Heshan wins.

What exactly is going on?

Mu Zheng didn't know if there was an accident in the heart demon formation that he didn't notice. Although he scolded Lin Xinglu for lying, he knew that Lin Xinglu was frighteningly frank in front of him.

Could it be that he really doesn't remember.

"That day in the secret room..." Mu Zheng asked tentatively.

Lin Xinglu did not refuse his closeness these days, but he had been observing Lin Xinglu's anomalies, and he didn't take a step closer, so he asked cautiously at this time.

He should remember that sexual incident.

"What day? What secret room?" Lin Xinglu asked suspiciously.

Time has become a flat shape in Lin Xinglu's mind. There are things in the past that he remembers and some that he doesn't remember. Whether he remembers or not, there is no specific time. Blown away by a gust of wind.

There was a chill behind Mu Zheng, and he looked at Lin Xinglu's frowning speechlessly, his legs could hardly stand up.

He really doesn't remember.

There was a lump in his throat, and he could hardly breathe.

He was afraid, he didn't know how far Lin Xinglu would forget, he was afraid that one day Lin Xinglu would forget even himself, in fact it had already started, he remembered that when Lin Xinglu opened his eyes this morning and stared at him for a while , and then called Master.

He can't, absolutely not.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Lin Xinglu looked at Mu Zheng who was bent over, and approached and asked.

Mu Zheng exhaled the breath in his chest, clasped Lin Xinglu's bowed head with one hand, and kissed it.

This kiss was fierce and ferocious, biting Lin Xinglu's lips, and he licked the blood dripping from Lin Xinglu inch by inch, wishing he could eat this man into his stomach.

This person is his, and he cannot be forgotten.

Lin Xinglu struggled, trying to push Mu Zheng away.

Mu Zheng imprisoned him in his arms, not allowing him to escape.

He loves this person so much, and has always loved him. From the first time he saw this person, he knew that this person would become his eyes, his sword, and everything to him.

He was never wrong, and it turns out he was right.

"Master!" Lin Xinglu turned his head, his eyes were red, and silently accused Mu Zheng.

But next, Mu Zheng buried his head in his neck, weeping uncontrollably.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xinglu had no choice but to ignore Mu Zheng's excessiveness for the time being. He froze his body at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Xinglu, what will Master do with you?" Mu Zheng shook his body, tears could not be stopped, everything about him, his other half of life would forget him one day.

He had cried enough and felt that he was useless, so he locked Lin Xinglu in the room and went to kneel down to the patriarch alone.

"Master, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?" Chong Hui walked in lightly, lit a stick of incense, looked back at Mu Zheng, was startled, and knelt behind Mu Zheng.

The master's eyes were full of water, as if they were on fire.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zheng asked.

"Master, I think something is wrong with senior brother." Zhonghui said cautiously.

Lin Xinglu is Mu Zheng's eyeball, so good that Zhonghui and Lin Mingqi both feel that he is the same as later, he is afraid that Mu Zheng will beat him if he speaks out.

In the end, Mu Zheng just nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"Eldest brother is a little forgetful..."

Zhonghui reported his and Lin Mingqi's discoveries one by one, looking forward to what Mu Zheng could say.

Like they talk nonsense or something.

But Mu Zheng didn't say anything, and even nodded.

Don't remember what happened in the inner demon circle, don't remember what happened in the secret room, don't remember the past, their senior brother is becoming a blank.

The reunion of a heart is half cold in an instant.

In this way, the senior brother really has a problem, and the master already knows that he has a problem.

"Go to the Qingshan School tomorrow and bring Cheng Jun. I have something to ask him." Mu Zheng knelt here for a long time, thinking that the problem most likely came from the period when Lin Xinglu didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Jun, no one will ever know.

"Yes, Master." With Mu Zheng's words, he felt a little more at ease.

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Jun came by himself before the reunion came down the mountain.

He came to find Lin Xinglu.

Lin Xinglu was still meditating, and Mu Zheng met him first.

"Hello, Master Mu, I'm here to find Xinglu." Cheng Jun saluted, his face pale, and he stood in front of Mu Zheng with a straight spine.

He used to respect Mu Zheng as his master, but now, he only has disgust in his heart.

Xinglu couldn't see clearly, but he could see it clearly. This head Mu clearly regarded Xinglu as his own property, and allowed himself to toss and turn, but didn't allow others to move. Even if others love Xinglu, he also interfere.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could only think of the bruises on Lin Xinglu's body, as well as the smell, which he had smelled in the palace of the Hehuan Sect, which almost made him despair.

Besides Mu Zheng, he couldn't think of anyone else.

"You came to see Xinglu, he might not remember you." Mu Zheng also hated this kid, and the two were annoyed with each other, but they could still talk about Lin Xinglu's affairs.

Cheng Jun's face turned pale again.

Mu Zheng watched his reaction with satisfaction, and said, "So I want to ask you, maybe there is another way."

Cheng Jun didn't expect the progress to be so fast, he immediately said: "It's the ruthless sword, I checked it, and there are not many clues."

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Mu Zheng frowned suspiciously, thought for a while and said, "The Qingshan School doesn't have a deep foundation, so I'll go to Kunlun."

If Kunlun can't find it, there is really no way.

He waved his hand and let Cheng Jun go in to find Lin Xinglu.