: 2830 Yun Ruohan, Yun family heir? (three)

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If the cloud chills, look at the direction of the beautiful woman.
The first goal was a middle-aged man with a thick eyebrow.
This person is extremely high, and he does not consciously emit a terrible pressure.
But looking at his gaze brought concern and tension.
Standing behind the middle-aged man is a young man with a similar appearance to Yun Ruohan.
The eyebrows are slightly draped, making people unable to see his look.
"Master Jifeng, what's wrong with you?"
The old man nervously pulled Layun Ruohan: "This is the owner and mother of the Yun family, and your auntie, you are not going to call someone?"
Yun Ruohan slowly shook his head: "I don't know what you are talking about? I am not a young master of Jifeng?"
He said that while pressing his own temple, he showed some painful look.
What happened before he tried to remember the coma.
It seems that the blood in the body suddenly boils like a burning.
Subsequently, the soul was torn by a huge force, making his consciousness more and more chaotic.
Deep in the bottom of my heart, there is a faint desire for flesh and blood.
Especially when the rain was around him.
He saw the neck of the rainy white, and the first reaction was to want to pounce on the bite and swallow the blood in one bite.
When the clouds were cold, they were scared by their own desires.
In addition, the force of tearing in the soul is getting bigger and bigger, and the pain and burning of the body are becoming more and more obvious.
Then he lost consciousness.
"Who are you?" Yun Ruohan looked up and looked at a few people. "Where is this place? My younger brother and sister?"
"Jifeng, you, what's wrong with you?" The beautiful woman looked at him in a wrong way. "Here is the cloud family. I am your mother." Don't you remember us?"
The old man cried: "Poor Master Jifeng, he must have lost his memory, so he didn't go home for so many years. They all blame the who killed thousands of knives, killing so many people in Mule Court, and killing the young master Jifeng. ......"
Her words have not been finished, and the door has been pushed away again.
A veteran of the appearance, the old man in blue and white robes pushed in the door and walked in: "What is the nightmare, Jifeng?"
"Auntie." The beautiful woman turned to see the coming person, could not help but red eyes. "Jifeng seems to remember nothing? Who was so ruthless in the past, Jifeng..."
The cry of the beautiful woman, and the comfort of other people, the cloud can not be heard.
When I saw the Xuanyuan elders entering the door, Yun Ruohan felt a roar in the ear.
All the sounds and senses fade away instantly.
His face became as white as paper.
He knows Xuanyuan.
I finally know who Yunjifeng is!
"Jifeng, Jifeng, what happened to you?"
"Master Jifeng, how is your body shaking so badly? The elders, you will treat the younger brother Jifeng!"
Xuanyuan walked to the bed and took the chime from the Qiankun sleeve.
The chime is turned into a half-meter-high tower type, the bells are soft, and the soft energy flows into the clouds.
Let his face slowly turn around.
"Jifeng." Xuanyuan looked at him deeply and deeply. "Do you really remember anything?"
Yun Ruohan was silent and did not speak. The hands hidden in the sleeves were shaking slightly, and they became fists.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember."
After the unspeakable silence, Xuanyuan suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder.