Shocked, the idiot's daughter drove a fighter jet to the battlefield

When Weisheng saw the disdainful sneer on Gong Chenyu's lips, his heart sank and he felt a bone-chilling chill like frost sweeping through his body.

He lowered his eyes slightly and curled his fingers silently, his nails already embedded into the flesh without him knowing when.

But he didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he was afraid to look into Gong Chenyu's eyes. Those peach blossom eyes were very good at seeing into people's hearts.

Nan Mo was worried about her mother Shen Hanyan, so she didn't catch Wei Sheng's expression accurately just now, but she trusted Gong Chenyu, so she knew at this moment that Gong Chenyu must have discovered something that she didn't notice.

The dagger held in her slender hand was almost touching Weisheng's neck. As long as she exerted a little force, blood would be drawn, and the dagger would seal his throat once blood was drawn.

Weisheng lowered his eyes to the dagger, knowing full well that he could lose his life at any moment.

It was an honor for him that the owner of the dagger wanted to kill him, but his mission was not yet completed and he could not die.

I forced myself to calm my panicked heart and collect my complicated thoughts, and my mind gradually became clear.

When his emotions calmed down, he looked calm again, "I do recognize this dagger."

When he looked up, he saw the sneer in Gong Chenyu's peach blossom eyes. He quickly looked away and said, "The reason why I know him is because the former owner of this dagger was my master."

Gong Chenyu did not retract his gaze. He remained silent, but rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand hanging at his side, wondering what he was thinking.

Nan Mo turned from the side, the dagger in her hand still close to her neck. She stood between Weisheng and Gong Chenyu, looking at Weisheng in front of her with her phoenix eyes.

But Weisheng kept his eyes down the whole time, obviously unwilling to look him in the eye.

Nan Mo did not insist on this, but she did not understand why Wei Sheng said he knew the former owner of the dagger. She was the only owner of the dagger from the beginning to the end.

This is a special close-combat weapon that she made for herself in modern times. This special black iron is actually most suitable for making an exquisite dagger for self-defense, but she prefers to use a dagger, so she made this black dagger as she pleased.

"You said you knew the former owner of this dagger. Who was it?"

Nan Mo's voice was calm, but it carried an irresistible pressure, which seemed to be the innate pressure that only a king possessed.

Wei Sheng's body trembled slightly, and without hesitation, he said, "The former owner was the goddess."

After saying this, he finally raised his eyes to look at Nan Mo. His eyes were calm and respectful. "You are also my noble lady today."

Gong Chenyu, who was standing behind Nan Mo, had a strange look in his peach blossom eyes, and then he said, "Mo'er, put away the knife. He needs to explain the matter about his mother-in-law."

Hearing the word "mother-in-law", Weisheng subconsciously looked at Gong Chenyu and was stunned for a moment, but soon he calmed down.

But Gong Chenyu still noticed this momentary daze, and the guess in his heart was confirmed at this moment.

There was just one thing he didn't quite understand yet, but don't worry he would figure it out.

Nan Mo frowned slightly, her mind was a little confused. She put away the dagger and tried her best to calm herself down. "You'd better not hide anything, otherwise..."

She didn't say the rest, but her eyes filled with murderous intent told the consequences of lying and concealing things.

The orchid garden next to Yalan Garden.

hall.

Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu sat side by side. Wei Sheng did not sit down opposite them. Instead, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Nan Mo respectfully.

"Your servant greets his master."

Gong Chenyu had been silent since just now, and at this moment he was quietly looking at Weisheng on the ground. However, because of the word "slave", all the things that he had not figured out just now seemed to become clear in his heart.

Nan Mo's eyes widened slightly, with a hint of surprise in them, "I am your master?"

Wei Sheng was still kneeling on the ground, and said calmly, "To be precise, the goddess is the slave's master."

"Does your family follow the goddess?" Nan Mo asked this because Su Mo from Crescent City was a family that followed the goddess for generations, so his generation still respected the goddess.

But Wei Sheng said at this time, "I have no family."

Nan Mo suddenly chuckled, "Could it be that you have been following the goddess from a hundred years ago until now?"

Obviously she didn't believe it, and as for the current Weisheng, he was indeed just a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was more steady and unfathomable.

Wei Sheng finally stood up and looked at Nan Mo who was sitting on the chair. He said, "My memory has indeed been preserved from a hundred years ago or even longer."

His tone was as if he was talking about something very ordinary. Nan Mo's eyes narrowed and she looked at him dimly, "Why should I believe you?"

"When you awaken the goddess's inheritance, you will know that what I said is true."

After a pause, he continued, "My name is the one you gave me when you picked me up. You said you only had one request for me, which was that I could be a person who kept my promise.

After all these years, I have never forgotten your instructions, and have been fulfilling the mission you asked me to remember before you reincarnated a hundred years ago."

"What is your mission?"

"Protect the mother you are about to be reborn into, and ensure that you are accurately reincarnated and awakened to the inheritance of the goddess."

"According to what you said, I knew who my mother was in this life before I was reincarnated?"

Wei Sheng nodded and said, "You are the goddess. You will make arrangements for your next life before reincarnation every hundred years."

At this point, he paused for a moment, "But the mother who gave birth to you in this life, Aunt Yan, has a special identity and is a bit troublesome, so you granted me long-lasting memories, allowing me to be reborn again and again with my long-lost memories to complete my mission."

Thinking that her mother came from another world, Nan Mo suddenly fell silent.

She was wondering, could it be that when she was a goddess, she had already anticipated what would happen today and made arrangements early on?

Wei Sheng remained kneeling on the ground without getting up. "The reason why Aunt Yan's identity is special is that she is not some alien from the heavens, because she has always been the Saint Aunt of Butterfly Valley."

Nan Mo's eyes suddenly became sharp, "What do you mean by that?"

“Because I’m the Saint of Butterfly Valley, I enter nightmares and lose my memories every once in a while. This is my fate as a Saint. Entering nightmares means forgetting everything and then transforming myself into another person to live.

Just like when General Nan found Aunt Yan who had lost her memory on the border, it was just that Aunt Yan had entered a nightmare and became Shen Hanyan in the eyes of others. "

"If that's the case, she has since recovered her memory."

"Yes, it has recovered, but not completely. It has only recovered the memory of the previous nightmare, and the previous nightmare was the Otherworlder."

Wei Sheng spoke in a steady tone, calmly and without haste, words that surprised Nan Mo.

Even Gong Chenyu's deep peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little low, "According to what you said, the identity that my mother-in-law herself knew as coming from another time and space is actually just a nightmare."

“Yes, that’s what happened when Saint Aunt Yan entered the nightmare and went to another world.

Then she came back from another world, but she did not recover her memory before she went there, so she believed that she was from another world."