When Yang Yi opened his eyes again, he was lying on a piece of grass with an arrow stuck in his chest.
Yang Yi pulled out the arrow with an expressionless face, and the wound immediately recovered. He stood up, and then checked his ruin ring.
Fortunately, I brought my ruin ring and mirror with me. This is also a life insurance for myself.
Yang Yi took out the mirror and took a look at his face. It was a very unfamiliar face. It was not as tough as his own, but more feminine like a woman.
Hey, a bit girly.
Yang Yi secretly cursed in his heart. Fortunately, his physical fitness and talent were good, at least enough for him to persist until his body reshaping was completed.
However, he did not know who the current body was or what its identity was. He had no idea and could only walk aimlessly on the road. ??
From the grassland, we gradually walked to the entrance of a city, and then walked in.
"I haven't been back to the Nine Realms for so long. I didn't expect it to be more lively than before."
Yang Yi looked at the surrounding environment. He didn't know which realm he was in now, but his body was only in the middle stage of the spirit realm. It seemed like he was in the seventh or eighth realm.
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"Gu Gu."
Yang Yi smiled helplessly as his stomach growled at an inappropriate time.
"As a monk in the spiritual realm, you are still hungry. Is this body reliable?"
Before he came down, God told him that the talent of this body was not inferior to his own, but it was said to have some minor flaws.
Before, he didn't understand what God meant by "flaws", but now he seemed to understand.
In desperation, Yang Yi had no choice but to find a restaurant and go in. After finding a corner, he ordered some food and wine to eat.
"Hey, have you heard? The young city lord was invited to the suburbs yesterday and has not come back. I heard that the city lord has sent someone to look for him!"
"It is said People from the neighboring city came to provoke me again and even kidnapped the eldest lady!"
The discussion at the next table caught Yang Yi's attention, and he pricked up his ears and listened silently.
"Let me tell you, even if the tree is big and attracts the wind, who makes the young city lord the youngest spiritual monk in the past hundred years? It is normal for it to cause death!"
Suburbs? Young City Lord?
Yang Yi looked at the luxurious materials he was wearing. Could it be that the young city lord they were talking about was him? It sounded like he was quite qualified.
Even if not, it is very likely that he is a powerful person or a big shot in this dimension.
"Sir, the food is served."
The waiter walked up to Yang Yi with two plates of food. Yang Yi raised his head and said, "Thank you."
"boom."
Looking at Yang Yi's face, the waiter's expression changed drastically. He looked at Yang Yi tremblingly and said tremblingly, "Young Master!"
"See Young City Lord!"
Suddenly, the diners who were still chatting and laughing looked in the direction of the two of them. Seeing Yang Yi sitting there with a confused look on his face, they all knelt on the ground.
"See Young City Lord!"
"Me me?"
Yang Yi pointed at himself, and one of them raised his head and said, "Young City Lord, please return to the City Lord's Mansion quickly. The City Lord has almost turned the city upside down in order to find you!"
"Yes, yes, Young City Lord, what have you encountered in the past two days? Go back quickly!"
Hearing this, Yang Yi was a little embarrassed. He didn't have the memory in this body, so how could he know where the City Lord's Mansion was?
After all, when his soul entered this body, the original owner was already dead.
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"That, me"
Facing the scorching gazes of everyone, Yang Yi hesitated for a while, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "I have lost my memory!"
"What?"
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed, and suddenly the door became lively.
A burst of sweet fragrance hit his face, and everyone knelt on the ground like quails without daring to raise their heads. They saw a woman wearing a yellow skirt walking in front of him, then she raised her hand and slapped him.
"Snapped!"
The burning pain immediately stunned Yang Yi. He covered his face and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Who are you and why did you hit me?"
Wow!
The entire audience was in an uproar, and even gasped.
Everyone looked at Yang Yi tremblingly, as if they were looking at some monster. In addition to sympathy, there was also pity in their eyes.
The woman frowned and smiled coldly after hearing Yang Yi's words.
"Murong Cang, are you successful? You went out to fight with others and didn't even recognize your wife?"
"Do you know how anxious my father is to find you? You are quite comfortable, sitting here eating meat and drinking wine!"
Mu Xin looked at Yang Yi coldly, and Yang Yi blinked.
"Are you my wife?"
It seemed that this woman was a tigress, and she managed to silence him with just a few words.
"Madam, the Young City Master has lost his memory."
The citizens on the side whispered, and after hearing this, Mu Xin glanced at Yang Yi.
"Amnesia? Such an amnesia. You were tricked into going out and beaten up. It's fine if you lose. Now you are talking about amnesia to evade responsibility. Is this the example you set for everyone as the Young City Lord?"
Mu Xin chattered a lot, and Yang Yi scratched He scratched his head and said, "I really don't remember who you are. I didn't lie to you."
Mu Xin raised her hand and said, "Go and show him."
The doctor on the side stepped forward and examined Yang Yi for a while before returning to Mu Xin and whispering, "Madam, the Young City Master has indeed lost his memory. The frontal lobe of his brain has been traumatized, and
He also suffered multiple fractures and internal injuries all over his body.”
internal injury?
Yang Yi felt his body, wasn't he doing well?
"Go back first and explain to your father!"
Mu Xin turned around and said, and a skinny-looking young man jumped on him and wailed.
"My poor young city lord! How could you suffer such a disaster? Master, your life is so miserable! There is no justice!"
"Stop howling, I'm not dead yet."
Yang Yi said with shame, "What's your name?"
"Master, I am A Liang! Your most loyal subordinate!"
A Liang looked at Yang Yi with an aggrieved look, "Did the young master really lose his memory? Why don't you even remember me?"
"it is true."
Yang Yi pulled A Liang to his side and distanced himself from the frosty Mu Xin in front of him.
He whispered, "Ah Liang, I didn't lie to you, I really lost my memory, I can't remember everything."
"What exactly is going on? Can you tell me?"
"It must be Duanmuzi's fault! He has hated you since you defeated him in the martial arts tournament last time, and now he's hurting you like this!"
Seeing that A Liang was about to cry again, Yang Yi covered his mouth and said, "Just answer whatever I ask you, why are you crying!"
A big old man cries all the time. What kind of man do you think he is?
