Immortal’s Farmland

Chapter 251: Restore memory

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The Dragon of Qianji looked at it in disbelief. Yes, it is a giant among giants. Immediately, the Dragon of Qianji glanced at itself. Well, it's not fun. How can you bully me like this? It's not fun at all. It's really not fun. Well, I won't play with you anymore.

It was a little aggrieved and lowered its head angrily. It was very inferior, really inferior.

"Child?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Who? Don't bother me, I'm... well... feeling inferior. How could this be? How is that possible? It clenched its paws tightly, and there was a look of unwillingness in its eyes. Hum, sooner or later I will become that tall and big. No one can stop me from becoming a god, well, I will fight with whoever stops me.

She looked at the playful and cute Qian Ji and smiled. This little guy was actually really cute. She really wanted to stay with him and watch him grow up carefree, but... She glanced aside. The woman in white didn't have that time, nor did she have that chance. Thinking of this, her eyes darkened slightly, maybe this was fate.

"My child, I am mommy." She once said to Qianji that she was its mother, but from the moment it was born, she never stayed by its side.

Mommy? kindness? What is that stuff? Is it delicious? Immediately, Qian Ji narrowed her big eyes, it seemed really sweet, hehe.

Qianqian looked at Qianji's expression, knowing that it was thinking wildly again, and smiled helplessly. The Qianji dragon clan is a very mysterious clan. Her current strength is not enough to protect it, so she has to let it stay. within their own continent.

"Child." She slowly wrapped Qianji with her huge body. Qianji was already big enough, but Qianji looked like a child in front of her. This made Qianji feel inferior. Soon, Qianji felt helpless. Looking at her, why? Huh? Why can't I get angry? Well, I still feel very familiar and kind to her. Qian Ji blinked and looked at her doubtfully. Do they know each other? It seems that Mi has seen it before

"Child." She looked at it tenderly. It was her child. She loved it, but she could not stay with it all the time. She smiled bitterly. Fortunately, it followed this girl, this A girl that adults love, but why? She enjoys the pampering of adults, so she can't let her children enjoy her pampering? Although this was unfair, she had no choice, really no choice.

She looked at her child. At this time, let her stay by her side for a while, and let them enjoy the happiness of family. Although they only meet here, it is much better than not seeing each other at all.

I don’t know how long has passed, but Qian Qian only felt that she had been in this dark world for a long time. The Dragon of Qian Ji was unwilling to talk to her at first, but in the end they talked a lot, and Qian Qian was still rubbing against her. It was very intimate.

Seeing Qian Ji's intimate movements, Qian Qian suddenly thought of her grandfather. Is he okay now? Qian Qian just smiled bitterly and tried to improve her strength. Maybe when her strength reaches a certain level, she can go see him. Can't she break through the space now? Although it is only a short distance, Qianqian knows that as her strength increases, she can travel further.

Space can be traveled, so time should be the same. In that case, she can travel through time and space and come to her grandfather. Even if there is no reincarnation, she can still do it.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a bit of coolness. Qian Qian, who was lying on the bed, gently covered herself, making the quilt wrap tighter. Chill? Qianqian suddenly woke up.

Looking at this strange room, Qian Qian was a little confused. Immediately, she frowned and thought, it seemed that Ling Mu had been here before, and then Ling Mu took her away.

"You must forget that there are no absolutes in the world. Everything will be mutually reinforcing. Everything has its own nemesis, and you are no exception."

Ling Mu's words have been echoing in her mind, nemesis, is he her nemesis? But how could it be? Aren’t you from the butterfly clan? Could it be that the people from the rat tribe are restraining the butterfly tribe? It shouldn't be.

No, it's not a natural incompatibility, it should be a result of cultivation. However, what secret method does he have to restrain himself? If possible, Qianqian would be ruined if he looked at the stars. She does not allow such people to exist, especially those who are not good for her. Since everything in the world is interdependent, there is always something that can restrain him. What exactly can restrain him

I don’t know and I don’t understand. Maybe when a certain time comes, I can restrain myself. Who knows? Qianqian looked around the room, and then came to the roof in a flash. She glanced at the surrounding environment. Qianqian's eyes suddenly shrank. This attic was actually the one she had been to when she was tracking the curtain. She was in the bedroom just now, so she didn't see it very clearly. When she came out this time, she realized that this was actually the small attic.

Immediately, Qian Qianxiu frowned, why did he bring him here? Where is the order? Why is it that when I wake up, he is not there? what happened? What's going on

Qianqian shook his head to wake himself up. He didn't know how long he had been here, so he should go back quickly. Immediately in the dark night, he saw a white shadow passing quickly. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see. Come out and that's a person.

When she returned to Xiu Luo's residence, Qian Qian first went to look at Murong Feng, but she didn't expect that he was not there. When she arrived at her residence, she realized that Murong Feng had been waiting for her at her residence.

As soon as he saw Qianqian back, Murong Feng hugged her quickly. He was scared, really scared. He didn't know where she had gone, but he knew that her mood had always been stable, but he was still worried. "Qianqian." Murong Feng's hoarse voice echoed in Qianqian's ears.

Qian Qian was a little dumbfounded by Murong Feng's hug. She had never been hugged by Murong Feng like this before, but Murong Feng's arms seemed to be very similar to brother Qin Ling's arms. They were really similar, with the same tenderness and the same care for her. sense of security. Qian Qian stayed quietly in his embrace, enjoying his warmth. She did not reject his embrace.

"Qianqian." Murong Feng let go of Qianqian and stared at her. He was relieved when he found that she was fine. However, looking at Qianqian at such a close distance, he found that he had a feeling that he couldn't see enough. But through the black robe, He felt that it was in the way, so he pulled open the black robe and revealed his face.

Qianqian stared at his face. Although she already knew that face, she was still surprised, not for anything else but because his face looked so much like Du Gan and the green line on his forehead. There are a few small black dots dotted on it, like holes in a psychic.

"Psychic." Qian Qian murmured, and the touch when he touched it with a light hand was really like a psychic jade flute. Is it because it has never been by his side? Is it because it has always been by his side

Murong Feng looked at Qian Qian and felt her little hand gently caressing the mark on his forehead. He didn't know how it appeared. Anyway, it seemed to appear out of thin air.

Psychic? Just now she called it psychic, was it her psychic jade flute? No wonder, no wonder that when I heard her talk about the psychic jade flute, I felt familiar with it. I thought it must be it. But, are they really similar

"Psychic, psychic." Qian Qian murmured, took it off with her hands, and gently stroked it. Her psychic jade flute. If her mother used the psychic jade flute she once held, Why does it look like a smear on the forehead at this time

Suddenly, a burst of bright light flashed across, and Qianqian closed her eyes as a conditioned reflex. When the light weakened, she opened her eyes. However, she only felt that her hands were empty. She quickly looked around and saw that there was nothing. She subconsciously He went to look for it, but when he raised his head, he met Murong Feng's eyes.

Qian Qianyi was stunned, what happened to him? Why do you look at yourself, so... weird

Countless pictures came to his eyes, from the first time he saw her, to seeing her cute and cute look when she opened the door, to her cute smile every day, and to that time when he misunderstood her because of the spiritual realm, which made him feel sad. It saddens her, makes her sad.

Looking at her, seeing her for the first time on the horse, I heard her say that she was going to Penglai Island, where the demon world is located. Is she from the demon world? He didn't know until Mr. Mo told him. Watching her appear cute and cute once again within his field of vision, watching him treat his father, and then watching her... being pierced by an arrow in the chest. If it hadn't been for the Ming Stone, she might not have been saved.

who is he? Qinling? Dugan? Or both

Murong Feng was confused. Has he already experienced three lives? Why do you have to go through three lives to love her? Murong Feng looked at Qian Qian. Is that the reason for that familiar feeling? Has she known herself for a long time? But why is he now Qin Ling and Du Gan? What about his original self

He was just an orphan, wandering alone in the demon world. Only when he met her did he know that he was not alone. But that feeling made him panic and angry. He really wanted to kill her at that time. , but in the end, he found that he couldn't move his hands at all. He really couldn't move his hands. Why, why was it like this

"Murong Feng?" Qian Qian called him softly, what's wrong with him? Why does he seem to be a different person when he takes off his forehead wipes? What on earth happened

"Qianqian." Murong Feng hugged Qianqian and hugged her tightly, "Don't talk, let me hold you for a while." He wanted to hold her and feel that she was always by his side. , although he had heard her tell the story of Qin Ling and Du Gan before, but he did not expect that he would actually have the memories of the two of them. What does this mean to him? Restore memory