"Quick! Pull people up quickly!"

"Who knows the art of absorbing water!?"

"I'll do it!"

The four people hurriedly dragged Wei He ashore and laid him down on the ground.

The spiritual power in Yan Ziyou's hand quickly weaved into a strange seal, causing white light to cover Wei He's body.

Soon, streams of water poured out of Wei He's mouth.

He also pretended to slowly wake up from his coma.

"Brother!" Yan Ziyou finally breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushed, and she put down her hands. Her towering chest kept rising and falling, and she wanted to scold this incompetent guy severely, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out.

Seeing Yan Yuxin in such a difficult and embarrassed state, her heart softened unconsciously.

"Brother, from now on"

"Who are you?" Wei Heyi spoke in a somewhat unfamiliar Linzhou Common Tongue.

"Brother?" Yan Ziyou was startled, and then opened his lips slightly.

"What are you doing around me?" Wei He pretended to frown. "Also, who are you?"

It's quite simple for him to pretend to have amnesia. Anyway, he doesn't know anything at all, so it's almost the same as amnesia.

"No way." Yan Ziyou was stunned, and Zhou Han looked at each other, and both saw something fishy in the other's eyes.

The other two Spirit Tribe people exchanged glances and quickly stood up to leave.

They just took money from the Yan family, so they came to help. Now that the situation has changed, they are no longer suitable to stay here.

The two left quickly.

Only the Yan family siblings and best friend Zhou Han were left at the scene.

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"No matter what, let's go back and talk about it first." Yan Ziyou looked at Wei He who looked confused, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

At this time Wei He has slowly entered the role.

The purpose of his trip was to use a new heart to create a bloodline, and to gain systematic knowledge of spiritual power through the Yan family's spiritual inheritance ceremony.

At the same time, if you still have time, you can try your best to get all the resource information you need from the spirit tribe, such as the situation of Xuhai, investigating the whereabouts of Yuanduzi, hunting down some valuable spirit monsters as experimental subjects, etc.

As for the rest, just muddle through.

Spirit demons have the same appearance as humans, and their original form is humans. But one thing that is different from humans is that the eyes of those who have achieved spiritual power will turn blue or green when they use their spiritual power.

The two women took Wei He into the lizard cart and headed back to Lingyun City of the Eldar Tribe.

From the plain filled with yellow sand, the closer you get to Lingyun City, the more you see pyramid-like spiers standing all around.

The tops of these spiers are faintly filled with powerful spiritual power, and they are obviously buildings used for defense.

Yan Ziyou's car bore the mark of the Yan family, but he still carefully reported his identity and the identities of the other two people when entering the city.

Wei He sat in the carriage and looked at the city outside carefully with a hint of curiosity.

The entire Lingyun City is not much different from an ordinary human city.

The only difference is that people here will fly up out of thin air from time to time while walking, and they can easily levitate for a short period of time by using their spiritual power.

Therefore, the entrances of many buildings not only have doors on the first floor, but also have special entrances on the second and third floors.

This also leads to the rather unique style of the buildings here.

After entering the city, it didn't take long for the car to slow down and stop on a somewhat remote street.

The carriage pulled over and the door faced a somewhat old gray-white mansion.

Outside the mansion, everything is surrounded by a wall more than four meters high.

Pieces of strange light green jagged plants are crawling on the mottled wall.

The gate of the mansion has no handle, just a bare red stone surface, with a plaque of Yan's Mansion hanging above it, with a huge "Yan" written in black letters on a red background.

"We're here." Yan Ziyou opened the door and looked back at his brother.

But what he saw was Yan Yuxin's strange and confused face.

She sighed secretly in her heart. She got out of the car and made her fingerprints towards the car.

Immediately, the faces representing the Yan family on the surface of the carriage dispersed and returned to a blank and clean surface.

"Brother, it's time for you to get down. This is my car." Yan Ziyou looked at Yan Yuxin and said helplessly.

The Yan family is a prominent family, but that is a matter of ancestors. Neither my grandfather nor myself are very talented in spiritual power. Therefore, the current Yan family is an empty shell with only a false name and no real reality.

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In addition, my brother is still a super spirit, so there are even rumors that the Yan family's bloodline is getting weaker and weaker.

This is also the key to why the engaged party suddenly regrets it.

Although the other family's talents are not very good, they are also afraid that their children will have supernatural bodies.

Sighing in his heart, Yan Ziyou watched Wei He slowly get out of the car and quickly thanked his friend Zhou Han.

"Thanks to you this time, Hanhan."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can help." Zhou Han nodded gently and smiled. "Go back and have a good rest. Your grandpa should be back soon."

"Yes." Yan Ziyou nodded. She glanced at Wei He complicatedly again. She still couldn't believe that her brother would actually lose his memory.

If it hadn't been for the inspection when passing through the city gate, she would have even suspected that Yan Yuxin was possessed by some demon.

After sending Zhou Han away.

"Let's go." She stepped forward, took Wei He's hand, and moved towards the door gently.

The door without a handle slowly rolled to one side, revealing an entrance for two people to enter.

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A breeze blew by.

Blow a pink flower tree in the yard.

The petals fall one after another, and the pollen as fine as fine sand rises and falls, rolling slowly.

Wei He raised his head and looked at the sky.

Several giant black birds riding on the Spirit tribe were slowly flying overhead, mixed in with the herringbone formation of wild geese, and flew towards the distance.

"Wuxin!"

Suddenly, a deep old voice sounded from the door at the back.

Wei He turned around and looked at the person.

At the front door, a wrinkled white-haired old man walked in with a cane in his hand, panting.

Behind him, a huge bald eagle with a body length of six meters was folding its wings, shrinking in size, and followed him through the door.

"Grandpa! Ade!" Yan Ziyou stepped forward, curtsied to the old man first, then hugged the bald eagle's head affectionately and rubbed it.

Wei He stood there, not knowing what to do, but it didn't matter, he was in a state of amnesia anyway.

The old man looked at him with worried eyes.

Their eyes met.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, so Wei He completely emptied his mind at this time, without any distracting thoughts.

I can't see anything.

"Yuxin, blame me for being a grandfather and not having the ability." The old man wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into deep guilt and self-blame.

"If grandpa could work hard to reach the Great Spirit level, this situation would probably not happen."

The Great Spirit Realm is what the Spirit Clan calls the Great Demon.

From this point of view, the decline of the Yan family is really obvious.

"I've asked the doctor to come over and check it out carefully. It will take a while."

Grandpa Yan Chiyu wanted to say something else, but held back, and just looked at Wei He with a sad look.

Wei He said nothing.

Too much talk leads to mistakes, so saying less is what he should do now.

"Take him to rest first, Xiaoyou. The doctor will be here soon."

Wei He did not resist and allowed Yan Ziyou to take him to the room to rest.

Although the mansion was not half as big as his Wei Mansion, it was still spacious, with about ten rooms.

The furnishings in the rooms are mostly in a strong antique style.

Mahogany furniture, chess, calligraphy and painting, incense burners and swords, all kinds of styles made Wei He feel like he had returned to Dayue in the past.
To be continued...