The anger in Murong Ye Nan's heart was all caused by this man, the emperor he once swore allegiance to, the man he thought could give Zi Yue happiness, who killed the woman he had been waiting for a thousand years, and his Zi Yue turned into a bell.

"Murong Jinghong, give me Zi Yue back!"

"Shut up, you have no right to ask me to return it to you. Ziyue is not yours from the beginning to the end!" Murong Jinghong sealed Murong Ye's mouth with a palm.

Junyi's refreshing face became a little distorted because his mouth was sealed. He tried his best to say something, but he couldn't.

Murong Jinghong walked up to the frozen Murong Ye, covered his head with his hands, his fingers almost dug into his flesh, and shouted: "Except..."

Murong Ye was like a puddle of mud, and fell softly to the ground, unconscious. When he woke up, he had a feeling that he didn't know where he was. He saw the handsome Fengshen, Murong Jinghong with white clothes and silver hair, and asked quickly: "Hong

Ancestor Jun, where is this place? Aren't we on the ice field by the Qingjiang River? How did it become like this? Where is the Donghuang Bell? Is Siyue dead?"

Murong Jinghong felt a little sympathy for Murong Ye. He was so miserable. He had been a chess piece like the moon for a thousand years.

Murong Jinghong knew that the truth was cruel, but men must face the truth. A piece of something similar to black coke was handed to Murong Ye, and he said unbearably: "This is pulled out of your brain, look at this, all

All your questions will be answered!”

Murong Ye took it blankly. As soon as he touched the black coke, an overwhelming amount of memories came flooding in. A deep-seated shame tightly surrounded him. The fate of a weak person is to be manipulated by others and become someone else's slave for a thousand years.

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It turns out that when Hongjun's ancestor Yuan Shen fought against the divine curse, Donghuang Bell was sent to the earth, and when he was unconscious because he blocked Siyue's blow for Donghuang Bell, he was taken away by Siyue.

Siyue soaked him in a medicine vat, stripping him of all the memories he had and re-instilling new memories in him, such as: he is the God of Wind, his name is Murong Yufeng, and he and Sima Ziyue are lovers.

He fell in love by the Qingjiang River, where he lived a life where he only envied mandarin ducks and not immortals. Later, he was separated by the God-Emperor. He waited for Ziyue on the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years.

What he regarded as the most important memories in his life, those most beautiful memories, turned out to be other people's, those of Hongjun's ancestor Murong Yufeng, not him, not Qingfeng Murong Ye! It turned out that he was living in other people's memories.
Chapter completed!