Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

There was a glimmer of surprise in Zhou Xing's eyes.

Xie Cang lowered his head, his expression somewhat bitter as he said, "Xie Cang died five years ago."

The fire in the Tianjing Palace five years ago took away all the royal bloodline, including Xie Cang.

His body was already weak, and after the blow, it was even more unbearable. A fire engulfed the entire palace. Before he died, Xie Cang was too obsessed and kept repeating "revenge."

Heard by a ghost.

He made a deal with the dying Xie Cang, took over his body and borrowed his identity. Unfortunately, he had just escaped from the sea of ​​fire when he met a demon cultivator senior.

The demon cultivator was surprised to see that Xie Cang could escape from the sea of ​​fire despite being so badly injured, so he brought Xie Cang back to his cultivation cave, soaked him in a pool of blood for 49 days, and turned him into a demon cultivator.

That period was very difficult to endure, but since he had promised Xie Cang, he had to live for him, so he survived and persevered, and eventually killed the demon cultivator with his own hands, devoured his cultivation, and came to Cangshan.

His only goal in the first three years was to stay alive. In the past two years, he was looking for the murderer to avenge Xie Cang. As a result, he met Zhou Xingchen just when he found a clue.

When he found out that Zhou Xingchen had been looking for Xie Cang for five years, he was filled with endless fear.

He was afraid that if Zhou Xingchen knew that he was not Xie Cang, he would kill him.

But he couldn't die, as he still had unfinished business. Even if he had to die, he would avenge Xie Cang before dying. Then he would have no regrets.

That's why he pretended to have amnesia.

The two months that Xie Cang spent with Zhou Xingchen in Cangshan were the most difficult time for him, even more difficult than the three years of torture. He wanted to escape madly, but was held back.

Later, after hearing the conversation between Zhou Xingchen and Zhou Xing, he realized that Xie Cang was Zhou Xingchen's sweetheart.

He didn't dare to imagine how sad Zhou Xingchen would be if he knew that the young man he had been thinking about for five years had died in the fire, and that the body was now occupied by a ghost who didn't even know his own name.

"When did you fall in love?" Zhou Xing asked him, looking at his red and tearful eyes.

Xie Cang's thoughts were exposed. He touched his neck unnaturally and whispered, "I don't know, maybe..."

Maybe it was when Zhou Xingchen kissed him that made him feel that he was really still alive.

"Woo..."

The wind howled.

Xie Cang stopped, his face turned fierce, and he attacked directly in one direction, "Get out!"

A figure was knocked out, but disappeared in a second, completely hidden in the wind and snow.

Xie Cang bit his thumb and drew a blood symbol in the air with his own blood.

"Edict"

The wind and snow seemed to have subsided a little, and he said sternly: "Mu Nashe, be careful, don't get ambushed."

He actually still cares about others.

Zhou Xing pursed his lips, his eyes dimmed, and there was an indescribable depression in his chest.

Stupid.

A ball of fire appeared in his hand, and with just a wave of his hand, the flame turned into a long thin line of fire, surrounding the two of them. The wind and snow seemed to be melted by the blazing flames at this moment.

"Found it." Xie Cang caught the person who attacked secretly and rushed up directly. His movements were fierce and swift, and he took the person down in a short while.

"People from Tianlinmen?" Xie Cang pulled the blue clothes on the man and saw the badge on his waist that represented Tianlinmen. "When did you come in?"

Xie Cang stepped on the man’s head and crushed him into the snow.

"Ugh!" The disciple who was stepped on struggled, "I, I don't know."

Zhou Xing squatted down and looked at the unfamiliar face of this disciple. He was not the disciple with You Heng.

"You're lying." Xie Cang sneered and rubbed his head against the ground a few more times. "Tell the truth if you still want to live."

"I... vomit!" The monk spat out a large mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and he couldn't stop after that.

Xie Cang noticed something and retracted his foot, but the monk had already lost his life.

The monk should be saying that it was the forbidden restriction that was triggered, which led to his death.

"He is not a disciple of Tianlin Sect." Zhou Xing said coldly, "I have seen those disciples of Tianlin Sect, and there is no such person."

"Have you seen the disciples of Tianlinmen? Where are they?" Xie Cang asked hurriedly.

Zhou Xing said coldly: "If we delay any longer, they will catch up with us."

He looked at Xie Cang and said, "If you want to save Zhou Xingchen, you must know where he is."

Xie Cang subconsciously touched his chest. He had the contract that Zhou Xingchen had given him, and he could probably sense his position.

"Let's go then."

Hearing Zhou Xing's initiative to find Zhou Xingchen, Xie Cang hesitated, feeling that he was not going to save people but to kill people.

Zhou Xing knew from his expression that he was daydreaming, so he sighed and said, "Xie Cang, you should at least tell him the truth before he dies. You can't keep it a secret forever."

Xie Cang stood there in a daze.

He was right. It was impossible to keep it a secret forever. Zhou Xingchen would know it sooner or later, so why not take this opportunity to tell him.

People from Tianlinmen also came, most of them came for him.

I don’t know if I can get out alive by then.

They found Zhou Xingchen in a cave halfway up the mountain.

The man was leaning against the wall and unconscious. There were no wounds on his body and he did not look like he was injured and unconscious.

Xie Cang quickly helped the man up and found that Zhou Xingchen's body temperature was very cold. He quickly wrapped him up with his coat and put his palms on his face. From his hurried movements, it could be seen that he was really scared.

Zhou Xing was a little helpless and helped them light a fire, and the temperature in the cave gradually rose.

Xie Cang was holding Zhou Xingchen, and his face didn't look very good.

"Munasha, thank you."

"It's rare for me to be so kind, so just accept it." Zhou Xing gave all his patience and indulgence to Xie Fei, and would occasionally give a little to others, but only when he was in a good mood.

Xie Cang was somewhat speechless. He was exhausted from all the traveling. He half-closed his eyes and whispered, "His body temperature seems to have recovered. Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Zhou Xing said coldly: "Hit him."

Xie Cang was confused: "Ah? Can we fight?"

Zhou Xing: "You can try. He doesn't know who hit him anyway."

Xie Cang looked down at the face of the person in his arms very seriously, but he couldn't bring himself to do it no matter how he looked at it.

"It seems that you have really thought about taking action." Zhou Xingchen's weak voice sounded.

Xie Cang was caught with a trace of embarrassment and guilt on his face. Being stared at by Zhou Xingchen, his face turned red and he explained in a low voice: "No, I won't do that."