"No."

Although he remembered some things, she was still not in his memory.

"You'll remember it later." Her voice was firm.

Hearing this, the silver-haired man lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

About two quarters of an hour later, Bai Ze had re-bandaged Feng Huayan's broken wounds, but after taking two high-level pills, Feng Huayan still couldn't wake up so quickly.

He started talking in his sleep again.

"Who is he?" Suddenly, Feng Xingyao's voice came again in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"The second young master of the Phoenix clan, Feng Huayan."

"I'm asking, who is he to you?"

Chen Yan was silent.

Friends and enemies? Or was it that she and Feng Huayan were just using each other for their own benefit?

Feng Xingyao noticed her hesitation.

"For now, it's a relationship of mutual benefit and mutual benefit." Chen Yan replied.

At this time, Bai Ze's hand gently touched Feng Huayan's forehead. This touch made him frown. He turned to Chen Yan and said, "Master, he has a high fever."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan walked closer.

After looking at Feng Huayan for a moment, she took out a heat-clearing and detoxifying pill that Yueyue had given her from the storage space and fed it into Feng Huayan's mouth.

Chen Yan waited here for a quarter of an hour and reached out to touch his forehead.

Not so hot anymore.

Chen Yan was about to put her hand away when Feng Huayan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist as if he had a nightmare.

"Don't go—"

He called out in surprise.

"Mother……"

The silver-haired man in the supernatural space at this moment saw this scene and his eyes darkened slightly.

"Don't worry, mother is here." Chen Yan said calmly while pushing his hand away.

She covered him with the quilt.

Immediately, she removed the barrier.

At this moment, the chief guard and Feng Huaqing's attendants were still guarding outside the cell. They first looked at Feng Huayan, and then moved their gaze to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan walked out of the cell calmly.

"Miss Shen." The servant called out tentatively.

Chen Yan nodded slightly, indicating that her mission had been completed.

The attendant seemed relieved when he heard this. He stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Shen, please, I will take you back to the guest house."

"Thank you."

Chen Yan nodded and walked towards the outside of the dungeon.

The cell door closed again.

Not long after Shen Yan left, Feng Huayan slowly opened his eyes.

…

Chen Yan returned to the room in the guest building, and she asked Feng Xingyao to come out of the supernatural space.

Feng Xingyao seemed to have been prepared. As soon as he came out, he kept a distance from Chen Yan, fearing that Chen Yan would do something to offend him again.

"sit."

Chen Yan looked at him and invited him to sit down.

Feng Xingyao hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down.

Chen Yan sat opposite him, staring into his eyes, "I want to ask, how long can you maintain your human form now?"

"A few days," was his brief reply.

Chen Yan: “Yeah.”

Then, the two fell into a long silence.

The atmosphere is a bit weird.

Finally, Feng Xingyao broke the silence, "How did we meet?"

Chen Yan asked back, "Do you still remember the Nine Revolutions Demon Suppression Tower?"

"I don't remember."

Chen Yan raised her eyes and told him about their first meeting.

"You saved me?" Feng Xingyao frowned slightly. He felt a little unbelievable. He actually fell to the point where he needed someone to save him?

He drooped his eyelashes. He still couldn't understand why his soul was divided into nine pieces and scattered all over the prehistoric world.

Chen Yan seemed to see his doubts and said slowly: "It is no longer the Primordial Era. It has been more than a million years since the Primordial Era."

"The ancient times?" Feng Xingyao frowned even more tightly.

What time period is the prehistoric period?

How come he can't remember anything at all?

The more Feng Xingyao thought about it, the more his head hurt. He couldn't help but raise his hand to support his head.

At this time, Chen Yan said to him: "Don't think about it anymore. If you can't remember it, then don't think about it anymore."

"There is no primitive period. All I remember is..." the outer space period.

He still didn't say it because he still couldn't believe Chen Yan.

He raised his eyes and stared at Chen Yan, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Why would I like a human being?

He felt a little weird and awkward in his heart, because in his memories, there was always a girl in a black dress.

Whenever he recalled it, he felt warm in his heart.

He felt that the person he liked should not be the person in front of him, but the black figure in his memory.

Suddenly, Chen Yan's voice came, "What are you thinking about?"

Feng Xingyao's breathing stagnated, and he lowered his eyes. "What are you thinking, Mei?"

He felt a little guilty.

He licked his lips unconsciously, but what came to his mind at this moment was the scene of Chen Yan forcefully kissing him.

Chen Yan could vaguely guess in her heart that Feng Xingyao now only had memories of the past, and no memories of the future or her.

She suddenly thought of another terrible possibility.

perhaps……

Feng Xingyao, with whom she met and fell in love, had died long ago.

Even if she had collected all nine soul fragments, Feng Xingyao, the man she knew and loved, would never come back.

Chen Yan suddenly realized this, and her chest felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer. The intense pain made it almost impossible for her to breathe, and she was on the verge of suffocation.

She stood up suddenly, her body swaying slightly, and it seemed that she would fall at any time.

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