Chapter 431 Picking a Young Immortal King as a Fiancé (27)

Wen Xing replied calmly: "Three hundred years ago."

"That's impossible!" Wuming said: "Every time you are reborn, you will forget your previous memories. You can't know what you planned three hundred years ago!"

Wen Xing smiled, "When I was imprisoned in the cage, I plucked a scale and floated it down the river. It has been lurking there waiting for me to come back."

Wuming's face was very ugly.

Yes, Wuyou City was built in the isolated place he discovered that year.

It's just that after so many years, the once vibrant blue forest has turned into a desert because it has lost the nourishment of spiritual power. But if another three hundred years pass and Wuming still hasn't succeeded, the dragon will return to this place and be reborn again.

So Wuming asked You Bing to build a Worry-Free City here, and control this place in his own hands.

This is indeed a very interesting thing. Wuming used the chaos of the "Heart-Eating Demon" to lure Wen Xing to Worry-Free City to sacrifice himself, but he didn't know that Wen Xing three hundred years ago had left a turning point for him.

The power of the scale melted into the water flow, and the spiritual power followed the ground veins to penetrate everywhere, looking for its owner, and then told the owner everything three hundred years ago.

So Wen Xing was able to take advantage of the situation and use the name of the non-existent "Heart-Eating Demon" to lure Wuming's people, that is, Lu Cha and Bao Longtao, to tell what happened in the past, thereby digging out their memories and helping him restore his memory.

Wen Xing said: "Eighteen years ago, you had something to deal with, so you entrusted me, who was still a baby, to the care of a villager. Just because they found out that I was different, you had the whole village slaughtered to prevent future troubles."

At that time, Wuming was holding the child in his arms, kind and amiable, like the best father in the world and the best person in the world.

Bai Yao glanced at Qin Yan on the other side, and asked: "Do you have a red birthmark on your hand?"

Qin Yan was slightly stunned, and suddenly his face turned pale. It can be seen that he also realized something very important. He rolled up his left sleeve, and there was a red birthmark on his forearm.

Ming Nuannuan was surprised, "No, this is impossible!"

Qin Yan's eyes flashed, and his sight fell on the young man over there, "You are mine... mine..."

Wuming did not speak.

Bai Yao's anger surged, and the fire snake became bigger and bigger, wishing to burn the hateful man to ashes. She thought so too.

However, just as she took a step forward, Wen Xing grabbed her hand.

Bai Yao raised her head, "I'm going to kill him!"

Wen Xing chuckled and shook his head, "Yaoyao, I'm fine."

Whether he was killed repeatedly or lived in deception, now that he had someone who cared about him, he felt that the previous sufferings were nothing.

Bai Yao clenched his fists, still angry in his heart.

Qin Yan had wondered what kind of person his father was, but he had never thought that his father was a famous sword fairy, and this sword fairy now seemed to be just a crazy and evil demon.

Wuming spoke, "Child, all I did was for you. In order to take care of you, I deliberately put a trace of my soul in your jade pendant. The formulas you learned can help you absorb spiritual power better and transform yourself. Even your engagement with Ming Nuannuan was deliberately set by me."

It turned out that when Wuming discovered that Elder Ming's daughter was a hidden wood spirit root, he thought that a woman with this physique could help Qin Yan to practice quickly, so Wuming deliberately saved Elder Ming's life when he was in danger while fighting demons outside, and proposed a baby marriage, and used the jade pendant as a token.

Unfortunately, when Qin Yan's father "died", Elder Ming thought about it and felt that something was wrong, so he threw the jade pendant away, as if this baby marriage did not exist.

Wuming said earnestly: "Everything I have done is just to pave the way for you to ascend to heaven!"

Qin Yan's face was inexplicable.

Bai Yao said: "Or it could be that the three hundred years are up and you need to find a more suitable body."

Qin Yan's eyes paused.

Wuming looked at Bai Yao with a look of frost and sharp blades. Before, he thought Bai Yao's personality was very suitable for him. If his plan was successful, maybe he could keep her alive to serve him, but now he wanted to kill this girl who had exposed his purpose.

The cold sword flashed, and Wuming's eyes suddenly felt a sharp pain. He covered his bleeding eyes and knelt on the ground, crying out in pain, "My eyes! My eyes!"

The boy's gentle voice rose at the same time as the cold wind at night, "Father, I don't like the way you look at Yaoyao."

At this moment, the word "father" in his mouth was full of irony.

Ming Nuannuan murmured to herself: "Qin Yan's father wants to seize Qin Yan... Then who is the Qin Yan who became the master of the three realms in my last life?"

No one could answer her question.

Qin Yan's back was now cold, and he couldn't imagine that if Wuming's plan had not been exposed today, would he still be himself in the future?

The wounds on Wuming's body seemed to have opened a way for the spiritual power that did not belong to him to escape. The clear and clean blue spiritual power poured out, like mist in the air, rushing towards the young man.

Bai Yao was close to Wen Xing, and she was wrapped in this pure blue spiritual power. She felt her body soft and comfortable.

She reached out and grabbed a ball of spiritual power. It felt like a cotton ball, and it was very relieving to knead it.

Wen Xing held her hand, and the spiritual power that was gathered dispersed like mist, but it went into Bai Yao's sleeves, making her feel a little itchy. After that, she could no longer feel the existence of the spiritual power. She touched her body, not knowing where it had gone.

She thought of a more serious problem.

"Wen Xing, is your body okay?"

Wen Xing said, "I'm fine."

"No! No! No!" Wuming crawled on the ground and shouted, "My cultivation! My spiritual power! You can't take them away! These are all mine! All mine!"

As his spiritual power faded, his body was rapidly aging. It wouldn't be long before he would die of old age.

Qin Yan couldn't bear it. This man was his father after all. He just took a step forward when a figure was thrown in front of Wuming.

It was Bao Longtao, whose tendons in his hands and feet were cut. He fell in front of Wuming and couldn't move.

Wen Xing had already turned his back to them. He faced the girl, blocking her sight, and covered her ears with his hands.