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Ming Cong never questioned his loyalty to his master.

The master nurtures him carefully, and he regards the master as a father, a brother, and a lover.

Ming Cong has no relatives or friends, his memory is full of only one person.That person gave birth to a gentle and handsome face, with eyes like autumn water, calm and deep.

He used to teach himself how to use a sword tirelessly, used medicine for himself tenderly, and hugged himself when he jumped from the wall.

Ming Cong's expression was in a trance, and the fragmented pictures that emerged in his mind quickly flashed past his eyes, like a meteor that suddenly disappeared.He chased the shooting star in vain, but finally came to a dead and desolate wilderness.

He suddenly lost his mind, and was watched by the two guards outside.One person sneered, "It's just a lowly thing, thinking that if you get close to the master, you can fly to a high branch."

"I don't know if it's because of this woman's face, or because of the kung fu on the bed, that I got the master's favor. Tell me, when the master abandons me, can we both taste what the master has tasted?"

The wanton laughter stopped abruptly.

The guard who was close to the cage retreated subconsciously.He saw Ming Cong raised his eyes, with a ferocious look on his face, his face as beautiful as peaches and plums was suddenly full of ferocity, as if he had turned into another person, a person who could only make people bow their heads and bow down.

Like an illusion, the falcon-like eyes were fleeting.

The guard swallowed, and forced a sarcasm expression, "What's the matter? A person who is dying, still pretending to be a big shot?"

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two guards suddenly changed, their faces flushed, and they stared forward, as if seeing a terrifying monster.

"Uh...uh."

Not long after, the two strangled their own necks vigorously, strangling themselves to death.

The guard fell to the ground, and a person came behind him.The man's white clothes were spotless, and the lotus seal between his eyebrows added a bit of irresistible dignity to his gentle face.

Qing Fei walked into the cage, the white clothes were incompatible with the dirty and cold cage, very eye-catching.But Ming Cong didn't notice his arrival, he didn't even notice the sudden change in Fang Cai, his wet black eyes were expressionless at this moment.

Qing Fei squatted down, stroked Ming Cong's blood-clotted black hair, and took another healing elixir and fed it into his mouth.

The shackles on Ming Cong fell off automatically, and the bleeding wound healed visibly with the naked eye.

"Ming Cong," Qing Fei gently called out Ming Cong's name.

Ming Cong didn't move at all, and he didn't know where his thoughts were stuck, and he didn't make any reaction.If it was normal, Ming Cong would already be kneeling at Qing Fei's feet in tears of gratitude.

Qing Fei thought that Ming Cong was depressed and was unwilling to speak, so he smiled and said: "A few days ago, I didn't know what kind of obstacle I fell into to punish you like this. I regretted it a long time ago, but I didn't dare to come to see you, so I delayed it." to today."

Ming Cong still didn't respond, Qing Fei raised his eyebrows impatiently, and his tone was still gentle, "This time I was wrong, I will definitely make it up to you."

Qing Fei brushes up the black hair sticking to Ming Cong's cheeks, and wraps the hair behind the ears.It was only when Ming Cong's face was clearly and completely reflected in Qing Fei's eyes that Qing Fei noticed the abnormality.

Ming Cong is like a puppet whose soul has been pumped out, leaving only a body.

"Ming Cong?" Qing Fei narrowed her eyes and raised her voice.

Only then did Ming Cong raise his head, and it took a long time for his wandering eyes to focus on Qing Fei's face.Ming Cong opened his lips slightly, with doubt in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Before the words came out, Ming Cong woke up from the daze, recognized the person in front of him, and hurriedly bowed down.

For the first time, the smile on the corner of Qing Fei's mouth disappeared completely.

"Master, I don't even know why I said those words?" Ming Cong knelt on the ground and said excitedly.

Qing Fei stood up, her eyes lowered, and fell on Ming Cong.

After a long time, he forced a smile, "It's okay, you have a good rest."

Qing Fei walked away and returned to the underground palace.

The candlestick was blown down by an inexplicable gust of wind, the wax oil was poured all over the ground, and the fire was burning.Qing Fei looked at the raging fire expressionlessly.

The slender man in black walked over slowly, and saluted Qing Fei respectfully, "Master Qing Fei, according to your order, it has been cleaned up."

Lingbi and his family all died.When the Zongmeng found out, they could only find out that the girl's father had become obsessed with cultivation and slaughtered the entire family.

Qing Fei did not respond.

"Lord Qing Fei, everyone is dead, there is no need to get angry," said the man in black.

Qing Fei turned her head and glanced at the man in the black robe, the gaze was no longer disguised as gentle, it was so cold that it made the man in the black robe feel like a light was on his back, silent.

"How long will Nine Tails' control over people last?"

Human voices suddenly sounded in the silent hall, covering up the subtle crackling of the fireworks.

The black-robed man responded, "It can range from ten years to hundreds of years. Some people have their memories tampered with by Nine Tails throughout their lives. If you ask me that, could it be..."

Qing Fei turned around and looked directly at the man in black with icy eyes.

The man in black stopped talking redundantly.

"I'm going to the forbidden area, you go with me."

The man in black answered "Yes" and retreated to the dark place beside the pillar.When Qing Fei asked, the man in black had guessed the reason for his bad mood, presumably because the useful dog next to Qing Fei didn't listen to him.

That's right, those who get it by insidious means are unlikely to be loyal all their lives, not to mention that Qing Fei is a bloody enemy to that kid Ming Cong.

Ming Cong is not an orphan without father and mother.

On the contrary, he was born in Chunmen, although Chunmen is not a famous family, but in Xiexi, it can also be called one of the best cultivating sects.The people of Chunmen have always obeyed the words of the clan alliance, practiced their duties according to their duties, and recruited ordinary people with the roots of cultivating immortals.

The Chunmen is like a gurgling water, it does not fight or rob, and lives and lives, and has lasted for hundreds of years. Although there has not been a world-shattering power, but the sect has never declined.

The only thing Chunmen has done to horrify the world is to quietly collect the whereabouts of demon cultivators.Moxiu was punished by everyone, and the Chunmen did a good deed, but the master of the Chunmen never thought that all kinds of evidence would point the finger at the inside of the Zongmeng.

Ze Yuan, the current head of the Zongmeng, encountered such a major event when he took office.The clan alliance that the monks all over the world respect, unexpectedly there are demon cultivators who use unscrupulous means to kill living beings in order to seek their own longevity.

Although Ze Yuan's cultivation base is high, but his qualifications are shallow, but everyone did not expect that this genius who only knew how to cultivate had iron blood methods, and mercilessly beheaded his uncle under the sword.

This is a very happy thing.

The demon cultivator was destroyed, and Zeyuan became famous all over the world.

However, Chunmen was avenged by Moxiu, and his family was ruined overnight.None of the disciples under the sect survived, and even the disciples of the outer sect suffered misfortune.

This incident shocked the world, but no one thought that the person who committed the murder would be Daoist Qing Fei of the Zongmeng.Qing Fei is gentle and has a good reputation, but in fact he is a murderous villain.

That night, hundreds of people from all over Chunmen died at the hands of Qingfei and his subordinates.

As the youngest son of the master of Chunmen, Ming Cong was awakened by the maid in his sleep, and the maid led him away through the back door.Ming Cong was sleepy, and asked the maid what happened, but the maid looked terrified and didn't say anything.

It wasn't until they left the backyard and returned directly to the front hall through the back door that Ming Cong realized that the huge sect was shrouded in a huge invisible formation, not to mention people, not even a mouse could escape.

Countless corpses were lying on the cold ground, and the familiar faces were still smiling at him during the day, saying hello to him, or asking about the progress of his cultivation, but now only fear and unwillingness remained on the stiff faces .

His mother, the most gentle mother in the world, fell to the ground covered in blood, with a long sword still tightly clutched in her hand.

His father, a gentle and honest father, stood in front of his mother with a terrible gash in his chest.

Ming Cong stood there in a daze, and the maid who led him away was cut off by the man in white and thrown casually on the ground.

He watched the smiling demon walk towards him.

A warm and clear voice sounded, "I heard that the eldest son of the master of the Chunmen sect is a rare cultivation genius, but it is a pity that he died young. Since the eldest brother is so powerful, I guess his younger brother will not be a vulgar thing. What a pity, I am so disappointed gone."

Ming Cong came back to his senses, called out his long whip, and rushed towards the white-clothed demon with a yell.

But before he even got close to Qing Fei, he was pressed to the ground by a strong force.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill..." Ming Cong glared at Qing Fei with tears on his face.

Qing Fei laughed, "I rarely see someone hate me so much."

Ming Cong's jaw was held by Qing Fei, and he was forced to raise his head, the hatred on his face was reflected in Qing Fei's eyes.Qing Fei still smiled and said, "How interesting it would be if you hated me but did something for me."

There was a fishy smell in Ming Cong's mouth, he spat out blood, and sprayed it on Qing Fei's white clothes, "Don't even think about it, even if, I'm dead, I'll also, kill you."

Qing Fei said, "Mr. Wu, the Zongmeng has captured Nine Tails. It is said that Nine Tails is a monster that confuses monks and is a most sinister and poisonous monster. Do you know that it has other uses?"

The black-robed man behind Qing Fei said: "Nine Tails can control the monk's memory."

When Ming Cong heard this, he immediately understood what this devil in white clothes was thinking, struggling to no avail, he was determined to kill himself, not to give Qing Fei a chance to play tricks on him.

"Want to die?" Qing Fei smiled and removed Ming Cong's mandible, looked at the blood stains on the white clothes, shook her head and said, "It's rare for someone to make me angry, this person has to pay some price, doesn't he?"

Ming Cong couldn't move, despair appeared in his eyes, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Seeing this, Qing Fei said disgustedly, "I really don't have such trash under my command, that's all, a cute little gadget, just to relieve boredom."

Later, Qing Fei really kept Ming Cong beside him after his memory had been tampered with by Nine Tails.

Ming Cong not only became his boring tool, but also gradually became his right-hand man.

Now, Nine Tails' influence on Ming Cong has inexplicably weakened.

Qing Fei felt uneasy for no reason, and was in a bad mood for several days.

Although it is temporarily impossible to judge whether Ming Cong has retrieved his past memories, Qing Fei still decides to go to the forbidden area in the near future to find Jiuwei.

Nine tails can manipulate people's memory, especially for people who are unconscious or have low cultivation.

Back then, she was the one who tampered with Ming Cong's memory, allowing Ming Cong to fuse Qing Fei with his brother in memory.

Qing Fei treats Ming Cong coldly or warmly. When he is in a good mood, he hugs him like a kitten and teases him. When he is in a bad mood, he often punches and kicks him.

Bewitched by memory, Ming Cong has always been loyal to Qing Fei.

Maybe even Qing Fei himself didn't think that he was so concerned about Ming Cong's possibility of getting rid of Nine-Tails' control.

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