Yun Ruohan frowned, and looked in the direction the beautiful woman pointed.
The first person who entered was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and deep eyes.
This person has a very high level of cultivation, and he unconsciously exudes a terrifying pressure.
But looking at him with concern and tension.
And standing behind the middle-aged man is a young man, whose appearance is three points similar to Yun Ruohan.
Eyebrows drooped slightly, making it hard to see his expression clearly.
"Master Jifeng, what's wrong with you?"
The old woman pulled Yun Ruohan nervously: "This is the head and mistress of the Yun family, and also your father and mother, why don't you hurry up and call someone?"
Yun Ruohan shook his head slowly: "I don't know what you're talking about? I'm not some Young Master Jifeng either?"
As he spoke, he pressed his temples, showing a somewhat painful expression.
He was trying to remember what happened before he passed out.
It seemed that the blood in the body suddenly boiled like a fire.
Afterwards, the soul was torn apart by a huge force, making his consciousness more and more chaotic.
Deep in my heart, there was an extreme desire for flesh and blood.
Especially when Luoyu was beside him.
When he saw Luo Yu's fair neck, his first reaction was to pounce on it and bite it, swallowing blood bit by bit.
At that time, Yun Ruohan was scared out of his wits by the longing in his heart.
In addition, the tearing force in the soul is getting stronger and stronger, and the pain and burning of the body are becoming more and more obvious.
Then, he lost consciousness.
"Who are you?" Yun Ruohan raised his head to look at the people, "Where is this place? Where are my junior and junior sisters
"Jifeng, you, what's wrong with you?" The beautiful woman looked at him in astonishment, "This is the Yun family, and I'm your aunt Xuan Menglan, don't you remember us?"
The old woman cried: "Poor young master Jifeng, he must have lost his memory, that's why he hasn't come home for so many years. It's all because of the villain who killed thousands of knives back then, who killed so many people in Mu Le Pavilion, and also the young master Jifeng." …”
Before she could finish her sentence, the door was pushed open again.
An old man with a clear face and wearing a blue and white robe pushed the door and walked in: "Menglan, how is Jifeng?"
"Father." The beautiful woman turned around and saw the person coming, and couldn't help but her eyes were red again, "Ji Feng doesn't seem to remember anything? Who was so cruel back then, and actually killed Ji Feng..."
Yun Ruohan couldn't hear the beautiful woman's cries and other people's comfort.
The moment he saw Great Elder Xuan Yuan walk into the door, Yun Ruohan felt a roar in his ears.
All sounds and senses fade away instantly.
His face became as pale as paper.
He knew Xuan Yuan.
And finally know who Yun Jifeng is!
"Jifeng, what's wrong with you, Jifeng?"
"Master Jifeng, why are you shaking so badly? Elder, please treat Master Jifeng quickly!"
Xuan Yuan walked to the side of the bed and took out the chime bell from the Qiankun sleeve.
The chime bell turned into a half-meter-high tower shape, the bell rang softly, and soft energy poured into Yun Ruohan's body.
Let his complexion slowly improve.
"Jifeng." Xuan Yuan looked at him deeply, "You really don't remember anything?"
Yun Ruohan remained silent and did not speak, but his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly, tightly clenched into fists.
"It's okay if you don't remember."
After the unspeakable silence, Xuan Yuan suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder lightly.