Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Qin Muyue looked at Lu Yaoguang's shy and expectant eyes, and a plan came to her mind.

She took out a sword from the Qiankun bag on her waist.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you think my sword is beautiful?" Qin Muyue asked softly. The other party was a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, and no cultivator understood sword skills better than them.

There was a flash of confusion in Lu Yaoguang's eyes, but he soon looked at the Qiu Shui Sword carefully, and his eyes were sharp.

"The sword body is like water, the blade is like a silk string, and the energy is restrained. Senior sister, this sword is really good!"

Qin Muyue suspected that he scolded her, but had no evidence.

Qin Muyue made a sword flower and decided to give him a set of memory recovery techniques learned from the Military Intelligence Department.

"Brother Lu, I have learned a new sword move and I want to open your eyes to it."

"Okay." Lu Yaoguang was controlled by the illusion, and his eyes and heart were full of trust in Qin Muyue.

It was not until Qin Muyue made a clamping sound and drew out the sword softly that his face changed immediately.

Qin Muyue deliberately performed the sword dance in a very awkward manner, and each move looked like waving a handkerchief.

Finally, Lu Yaoguang was seen trembling all over, with an expression that was so annoying that he wanted to poke his eyes out. A disciple of the Wanjian Sect swings his sword 20,000 times a day, so how could he tolerate someone insulting his swordsmanship in front of his professional skills?

"Senior sister....please stop dancing!"

"It's alright, let's continue playing music and dancing."

Qin Muyue saw that there was hope, so he stuck the Autumn Water Sword into the ground and took out the whip, pretending to hit him.

"Why is your broken sword becoming less and less useful?"

"No! If you want to hit me, hit me. Let go of the sword!" Lu Yaoguang struggled even harder.

Qin Muyue became furious and swung his whip towards the Qiu Shui Sword.

"Sword come!" Lu Yaoguang shouted loudly, and the sword intent in his body shattered the rope. He stretched out his hand towards the Qiu Shui Sword. He was stunned when he saw the whip wrapped around the hilt, but he could not stop the sword technique.

The moment the Qiu Shui sword was in his hand, Qin Muyue, who was holding the whip, was blown away.

Qin Muyue realized how weak she was as her cultivation was locked in the Qi Refining Stage. Looking at the tree trunk getting closer and closer, she could only close her eyes.

Lu Yaoguang was a well-mannered man, how could he just watch the girl fall from the air? He flew over and caught her.

Qin Muyue's heartbeat almost jumped out of her chest the moment Lu Yaoguang caught her. She opened her eyes and saw Lu Yaoguang lowering his head slightly, his face was as handsome as jade, his long eyelashes were slightly gloomy, and his eyes were black and clear.

"Qin Muyue, are you okay?" Lu Yaoguang's voice was low and gentle. His arms held the girl firmly, making her feel an unprecedented sense of security.

Qin Muyue's face flushed slightly. She had never felt the breath of a man at such a close distance.

"I...I'm fine. Thank you, Brother Lu."

Lu Yaoguang gently put Qin Muyue back on the ground, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little subtle. Qin Muyue knew that this was the key moment for her to awaken Lu Yaoguang's memory.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you remember that you are the chief of the Wanjian Sect?" Qin Muyue guided Lu Yaoguang to recall his true identity.

Lu Yaoguang's eyes flashed with confusion, but soon they became clear. "I... I seem to remember something. I am a disciple of the Wanjian Sect. I am Lu Yaoguang, not Bai Linlang."

Qin Muyue was delighted, she knew her plan had succeeded. "That's right, Senior Brother Lu, you are a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, we are both trapped in this illusion, you have to help me."

Lu Yaoguang nodded.

"What do you need me to do, Junior Sister?"

Qin Muyue patted him on the shoulder and spoke righteously.

"I need you to sneak into Elder Yao's bedroom and find the key to the forbidden area. But Elder Yao's bedroom is full of restrictions and traps. You have to act at night, and I will help you keep watch."

Lu Yaoguang took the Qiu Shui sword in his hand and returned the sword to Qin Muyue.

"I'll get the key."

[Chief Lu’s clavicle is so beautiful, I think I can see it...]

Lu Yaoguang looked down and saw that his clothes were messed up when he was struggling, and the girl could see his collarbone and a small part of his chest. His face was slightly hot, and he turned around and straightened his clothes.

Qin Muyue took back the Qiu Shui Sword, and walked out of the grove with Lu Yaoguang as if nothing had happened.

He ran into a disciple on the road. The disciple saw that Lu Yaoguang's clothes were a little wrinkled and there were marks on his wrists, and gave him an ambiguous smile.

Qin Muyue noticed it then and scratched her head.

"I'm sorry, I just want my brother to recover his memory as soon as possible."

Lu Yaoguang turned away. "It's okay, Junior Sister is just making decisions in an emergency."

Lu Yaoguang and Qin Muyue walked to the medicine house and saw Yan Shiyin and Elder Yao playing chess.

"I just saw a hint in the secret realm saying that we have to protect True Lord Yuqing from being attacked by Elder Yao and his disciples... So is Yan Shiyin dressed like Yuqing?" Lu Yaoguang saw that there was a sense of incongruity all over Yan Shiyin, but Elder Yao opposite him kept looking at him with that kind of eyes.

Lu Yaoguang felt his scalp tingling when he saw it.

"Brother Yan has made great sacrifices. I admire him."

"Hahaha, you haven't seen him soaking in the cold pond. He looks perfect for playing the role of Jade Purity True Lord." Qin Muyue gloated.

Finally, at night, they began to act. Qin Muyue and Lu Yaoguang quietly sneaked into Elder Yao's bedroom. They carefully avoided the restrictions and traps and finally came to the place where the key to the forbidden area was stored.

There, they faced their final test. In the center of Elder Yao's bedroom, there was a huge sword formation, and the center of the sword formation was the key to the forbidden area. Qin Muyue and Lu Yaoguang knew that only by breaking the sword formation could they get the key.

Lu Yaoguang took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. "I will break the sword formation, and you prepare to support me."

Qin Muyue nodded. She knew this was a critical moment and she couldn't hesitate at all. "Okay, Senior Brother Lu, be careful."

Lu Yaoguang swung his sword, and his sword intent flowed into the sword formation like water. The sword formation began to vibrate, emitting waves of low roars. Qin Muyue watched nervously, ready to attack at any time.

On the other side, the moonlight was beautiful, and Yan Shiyin discovered that the disciple of Jade Purity True Lord had appeared.

"Master, do you enjoy playing chess with Uncle Master so much that you don't want to go back to the bedroom?" Wu Jun appeared in a rage. He wanted to show weakness but couldn't find anyone.

Yan Shiyin was persistent, lowered his eyes to hide his disgust for the two of them, and answered indifferently.

"How dare you talk to an elder like that? He is my junior fellow apprentice and we have been close since childhood."

"Yes, no one in the world understands my brother better than me." Elder Yao's eyes were dark, and he secretly exerted pressure on Wu Jun.

Yan Shiyin gently put down the chess piece in his hand. He smiled slightly, with a barely perceptible cunning in his voice.

He said slowly, "The friendship between me and my junior brother is naturally stronger than gold."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jun's face became even angrier. He obviously did not expect Yan Shiyin to answer like this.

Yan Shiyin fanned the flames with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Look, Elder Yao's chess skills are so impressive that even I have to admire them." Yan Shiyin said, looking at the chessboard, "I lost this game with a clear conscience."

When Elder Yao heard what Yan Shiyin said, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"It's all thanks to you, senior brother. Since you've won so many games, I wonder if what you promised still counts?" Elder Yao said with a smile, a glimmer of determination in his eyes.

Yan Shiyin lowered his eyes, looking like a late lotus that could not withstand the night wind. He lowered his head to drink tea, his hair hanging down, looking graceful and elegant.

"I am naturally willing to comply with Junior Brother's request."

Wu Jun's face suddenly turned ugly. He saw Elder Yao's expression that said: Stop it, you can't compete with my childhood sweetheart.