At this moment, Yang Xuan''s thoughts returned to wushenxing, the holy mountain and the temple.


    Above the temple, the man stood high and looked down on the common people.


    Holy mountain, holy one.


    Battle of gold.


    He even met here the same Saint from Wushen star and holy mountain, the genius from Lingxiao temple and the golden battle with Wushen as his friend.


    Jiang Yu is the golden campaign.


    Silence, the room fell into silence.


    However, with the passage of time, Yang Xuan''s face slowly changed.


    Because on Jin battle''s face, he was still at a loss, and even had some fear. It seemed that he was at a loss about Yang Xuan''s changed appearance in front of him.


    "The Holy One?"


    Yang Xuan tried to ask.


    Jiang Yu still had a blank face and had no response to the word "Saint".


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "the golden battle?"


    Jiang Yu''s face was even more confused. After a long time, he stammered, "Sir, do you recognize the wrong person?"


    Yang Xuan''s mind suddenly dispersed, and in a thousandth of a second, it penetrated Jiang Yu''s mind.


    The next moment, his face changed.


    In Jiang Yu''s understanding of the sea, there was chaos. There was no clear wind and moon. The traces left everywhere showed that something had happened here.


    This is not a natural phenomenon, but someone forcibly erased Jiang Yu''s previous memory by means of great means.


    There is no doubt that Jiang Yu was the golden campaign.


    But his memory was forcibly erased by strange means.


    Yang Xuan''s face became very gloomy. Up to now, he has seen two old friends who came out of wushenxing together.


    But what he didn''t think was that when he crossed the sea of stars and saw his old friend again, he was crazy and stupid.


    Crazy is chikong, stupid is the golden battle.


    Chikong is occupied by people and imprisoned the soul.


    The golden campaign was forcibly erased by big means.


    Inexplicably, he suddenly linked the two things.


    In the dark, there seems to be a pair of black hands controlling everything in the dark.


    The Wu God who doesn''t know the true or false is occupied by the red sky of the body and the holy gold battle whose memory is erased. There seems to be an invisible and untouchable line between the three, which makes people shudder.


    Yang Xuan''s thoughts were flying. Somehow, he became the golden battle of Jiang Yu, but he still looked at a loss and didn''t know why.


    Yang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief and recovered Li Bai''s appearance.


    "Why are you called Jiang Yu?" he asked.


    "Lord Ying said that I appeared in front of his door on a thunderstorm night, so he named me Jiang Yu." Jiang Yu replied.


    "Where are you from?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked again.


    "I don''t know." Jiang Yu''s face was blankly: "I lost all my previous memories and can''t remember anything."


    Yang Xuan sighed slowly. At this moment, he suddenly had an impulse to tell him the past.


    But the impulse was only a flash and dissipated like smoke.


    Before we know the truth, let the golden campaign stay here like this is not the best means of protection.


    After exploring again, the simple memory just left in Jiang Yu''s knowledge of the sea was grabbed again.


    Jiang Yu will not remember what happened just now.


    This means is different from the hegemonic means of erasing Jiang Yu''s memory. It can only be carried out when the memory just happened, which is invalid for the long-term memory.


    "Jiang Ying, you come in." Yang Xuan said faintly after dispersing the barrier.


    Jiang Ying came in and saluted respectfully.


    "Tell me about his origin." Yang Xuan pointed to Jiang Yu.


    Jiang Ying looked at Jiang Yu with an unknown look. Jiang Yu also looked at a loss.


    "Jiang Yu appeared in front of the gate inexplicably on a thunderstorm night. At that time, he was in a coma. The guard found him and reported it to me. Finally, I pity him for being helpless, so I took him as an attendant and named him Jiang Yu, but he seems to have lost his previous memory and don''t remember anything..."


    Just at this point, Jiang Ying suddenly widened her eyes and said, "is it... Is it your adult... Yours..."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and didn''t speak. His mind had stretched out like water and grabbed their memory again.


    After that, they will only remember coming to Yang Xuan tonight to thank him for saving his life. They won''t remember anything else.


    "I''ll take it. Go back." Yang Xuan said faintly after using his means.


    "Thank you, thank you." Jiang Ying left with Jiang Yu.


    Looking at the back of Jiang Yu leaving, Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed again. A aura had quietly entered his body along the ground and hidden.


    This aura can protect the lost memory of the golden battle in times of crisis. At the same time, it will also play a role in positioning, so that Yang Xuan can easily find him when necessary.


    Soon after they left, the graceful Qin Si Xing came in with a smile.


    "Received the gift?" he teased, rummaging through the things on the table.


    Yang Xuan waved, put away the things on the table, including the alliance card hidden in the gift, and asked, "what''s up?"


    "Very stingy, afraid I''ll rob you?" Qin Sixing pretended to be "jiaochen" and said, "what''s the matter with you and your imperial guards? How dare they treat you like this?"


    Yang Xuan looked away from Qin Si Xing with difficulty. After reciting the heart clearing mantra three times, he said, "they don''t know."


    "That''s no wonder." Qin Sixing nodded, picked up the teapot and added a cup of tea for himself. Then he said slowly, "you humans like to dress up as pigs and eat tigers, I understand."


    Yang Xuan frowned, "what are you going to say?"


    "Nothing." Qin Sixing smiled, "I want to ask you, is it useful for you to find that Lin Tongfang?"


    "What do you want to do?" Yang Xuan''s eyes were alert.


    "Don''t look at me with that kind of eyes." Qin Sixing said sadly, "I mean, if it doesn''t work, what shall we do with them? Isn''t it troublesome?"


    That''s true.


    Yang Xuanshen thought so.


    When he got the blood of chikong, he actually made a secret attempt to find the general direction of chikong. It should not be a problem.


    If they find chikong, he will not only seize the heart of the great emperor, but also find a way to save chikong. At that time, if the imperial guard is there, there will be a lot of trouble.


    Qin Si Xing looked at Yang Xuan''s expression and nodded after a long time: "it seems that you mean the same as me. Well, I''ll let them go home and don''t affect us."


    Yang Xuan said, "will the imperial court guard listen to you?"


    "Ha ha!" Qin Sixing issued a "Jiao Xiao": "it''s called. If you don''t listen, you have to listen. They were ordered by your imperial court to help me catch the murderer. At this time, I don''t need their help. It''s normal to let them go back."


    Yang Xuan forgot the identity of Qin Si Xing tianqin.


    Even if the tianqin people treat the Terrans equally with other strong families, they can still not change the current situation of the comparison between strong and weak.


    Song Qingyu may not listen to Yang Xuan''s words, but he has a great chance not to disobey Qin Sixing''s words.


    However, Yang Xuan still had doubts in his heart.


    He always felt that there seemed to be some hidden connection between Song Qingyu and chikong.


    However, at this time, of course, the heart of the great emperor is important. As for song Qingyu, we will talk about it later.


    Just as Yang Xuan''s thoughts fluctuated, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "the star king is here?"


    Yang Xuan and Qin Si Xing looked at each other, and a strange color appeared in their eyes at the same time.


    This really means that Cao Cao will arrive.


    The person outside the door is song Qingyu.