"Misunderstanding?" Qingfeng looked at Meng Qingyin in surprise and asked, "What misunderstanding?"

"If I remember correctly, the scene you mentioned should have happened in the previous map..." Meng Qingyin said, and also fell into that memory.

"I was grinding the tower too frequently and was corroded by demonic energy, which led to hallucinations. From your perspective, you wanted to touch my forehead to see if I had a fever, but do you know what I saw from my perspective?"

"What?" Qingfeng was curious.

Meng Qingyin even laughed at herself. "A toad. I saw a toad in your hand, so I refused it directly."

"So something like this actually happened." Qing Feng couldn't help laughing, then shook his head, "It's a pity I don't even remember it."

Meng Qingyin comforted her: "It's okay, I'll definitely remember it slowly in the future."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice rang out from outside the train: "Meng Meng, are you there?"

Meng Qingyin was stunned and turned around to see Qin Feng standing at the door.

Qingfeng asked quietly: "Who is she? Is she also your friend?"

Meng Qingyin nodded, "Yeah."

Qin Feng raised his lips and smiled charmingly, "Why, don't you welcome me?"

Meng Qingyin asked naturally, "You're not here for the fangs, are you?"

Qin Feng's smile froze on his face.

She was indeed here for Du Fang, but her plan was to first relax Meng Qingyin's vigilance and then find a suitable opportunity to ask about Du Fang.

Why did Meng Qingyin not play by the rules and ask directly?

Qin Feng didn't know how to answer, so he just played dumb, "What fangs? I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand," Meng Qingyin didn't insist on the topic. "Since you've come from afar, I naturally have to entertain you warmly."

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "Dinner should be light, not too sumptuous. But I'm a picky eater, so please forgive me."

Qin Feng's appearance didn't seem to have changed much from the past, and Meng Qingyin began to wonder if she had lost her memory this time.

To verify this idea, she pointed at Qingfeng and asked, "Do you know her?"

Qin Feng glanced at Qing Feng, without a trace of familiarity in his eyes: "I don't know him."

Meng Qingyin was certain that Qin Feng's experience was the same as Qingfeng's.

They suddenly disappeared and reappeared just to take the fangs from her.

The god was too persistent and sent people over one after another.

Then she would not give up her fangs easily.

…

Meng Qingyin arranged a carriage for Qin Feng, and Qin Feng also lived there. However, she and Qingfeng were like strangers now, which made Meng Qingyin feel very uncomfortable.

It is really sad that two people who were so close to each other in the past no longer remember each other.

However, Qingfeng can already recall some fragments of the past intermittently. With time, they will definitely return to the way they were in the past, right?

Qingfeng was the chef for dinner. Although she had lost all her memories, she still remembered her cooking skills. Apart from the loss of those memories, there was no other change.

Qin Feng also liked the food Qingfeng cooked. In just one meal, Qin Feng became familiar with Qingfeng.

Of course, Qingfeng's attitude towards her was somewhat polite and distant.

Meng Qingyin knew that they all needed time to get familiar with each other.

…

That night, Meng Qingyin had a dream she hadn't had in a long time.

In the dream, the white fox's pupils were three times redder than blood. Meng Qingyin suddenly felt worried: "Xiaobai, your eyes..."

The white fox nestled into her arms skillfully: "My eyes are fine, but let's talk about your business first - is the Night Demon leader looking for you?"

Meng Qingyin pinched its ears and asked, "Is the God it mentioned really related to you?"

The white fox did not deny it: "Yes, it was me who entered its dream and instilled in it the concept of the destined person."

Meng Qingyin looked down at it, "So it really is you..."

No wonder it felt familiar at the time.

"But why do you want me to be the leader of the Night Demon Clan?" Meng Qingyin asked.

The white fox's tone became serious: "A war between alien races may break out at any time. Once a war breaks out, the people of Blue Star will have almost no ability to protect themselves. The Night Demons will become your reliance."

"So it's all for me again..." Meng Qingyin murmured, "Xiaobai, why are you always so nice to me?"

Baihu's tone was a little depressed. "But I can never make up for it, you know? If it wasn't for saving me, your mother wouldn't have gotten into trouble..."

This was the first time Meng Qingyin heard about her mother's deeds from someone else.

In fact, she has no memory of her mother since childhood, and the term "mother" is just a name to her.

But she really wanted to know what the connection was between the white fox and her mother?

The white fox lay on her arm and began to tell her story: "When I was very young, I accidentally went to Blue Star because of my enemies' pursuit. I was seriously injured at the time, and it was your mother who saved me. She treated my injuries and took good care of me. Later, my enemy found Blue Star. It followed my scent and found me, but my injuries had not yet healed, and I was no match for it. It was your mother who desperately stopped it, allowing me and you to escape."

Bai Hu choked up a bit. "Later, my family arrived, and when I returned, she had already... Your mother died because of me. I'm so sorry. If it weren't for me, you would have the best mother in the world. Later, when you were only two years old, you were sent to an orphanage. Because you're from Blue Star, you can't live in my home, and I can't stay on Blue Star forever."

"I once secretly returned to Blue Star to see you, and you know what happened afterwards."

The white fox buried its face in Meng Qingyin's arms. "It's not that I'm being nice to you, but I owe you. So I will do my best to help you survive."

Even at the cost of its own life.

At first, it didn't dare tell Meng Qingyin about this past because it was afraid of seeing hatred and disgust in her eyes.

Later it realized that Meng Qingyin had the right to know the truth, and it could not hide it from her just because it was afraid of being hated.

"No, you don't owe me anything." Meng Qingyin rubbed its furry head and said in a deep voice.

"On the contrary, I'm very grateful to you. Thank you for letting me know what a good person my mother is. She saved you, so naturally she doesn't want you to live with guilt and insecurity. Xiaobai, let it go. You don't owe me anything. Stop feeling like you owe me anything and live for yourself."

Tears wet the fur on the white fox's face. Until this moment, Meng Qingyin's words were like a key, opening the shackles that had been imprisoning it.

"I live for myself," the white fox suddenly looked at her with a firm tone, "but now my motivation to live is you. At first, I helped you out of guilt and wanted to make amends to you, but now I truly regard you as my most important friend. I still say that I will do my best to help you survive."