Nan Yuan did what she said, and as soon as the five-day deadline came, she brought Feng Su back to Yemei Pavilion.

Fengsu is back.

But he lost his memory.

It is said that he was hit in the head by a master in the assassination last year, and escaped by luck, but forgot everything.

He forgot that he was a killer, and he also forgot that he was a swordsman.

The old pavilion master summoned Feng Su alone, and his complexion was ugly after seeing it.

"Fengsu, you really don't remember anything?" Dubu, who was blocking Fengsu's way, asked with a frown.

Feng Su's attitude is alienated, "I don't remember."

"Fengsu, draw your sword." Poison Step drew his sword and pointed at him.

The sword is the favorite weapon of many people. Many killers in Yemei Pavilion use swords, but unfortunately no one is Fengsu's opponent.

Feng Su was forced to confront Dubu. Although he lost his memory, his body was very compatible with Wu Zang, and he could use swordsmanship even without memory.

After a few moves, Feng Su looked different.

He had never played against anyone this year, and he didn't know that his martial arts were so strong.

However, he clearly had the upper hand and defeated the man in front of him, but the man looked at him with a very disappointed look, "I used to be able to accept you with only twenty moves, but now you can beat me with fifty moves. Su, your reaction is slow, and your sword is dull."

In the whole year that he lost his memory, Fengsu never took a sword again. He took a shovel, a **** and a sickle in the countryside.

Wuzang, who ranked fifth in the weapons list, was much duller.

Fengsu responded calmly.

In fact, after knowing that he was an assassin, he was very resistant.

The hunter's lady named Anxiang is a liar. He has no godfather at all. All the killers in the Night Magic Pavilion are just orphans collected by the old pavilion master from all over the world.

They were cultivated by him into puppets who had no feelings and could only listen to his orders. In the eyes of the old pavilion master, they could only use them, not family.

But Anxiang has a word that is true. The old pavilion owner feels very dangerous to him. If he is made aware of the existence of Xiuxiu, the consequences will be disastrous.

Dubu looked at him as if he didn't care at all, and was even more disappointed in his heart.

It's only been a year, and Feng Su is no longer the Feng Su that he used to be!

"Forget it, as long as you can come back, when you restore your memory, the sword in your hand may return to its former sharpness."

Dubu gave him a complicated look, then turned around and left.

He waited for a year, and searched for a year, but what he was waiting for was such a windy place.

In addition to Poison Step, several killers who had been friends with Feng Su in the past also came to him for a trick.

The best way to know a killer is to compete.

After the test, everyone was more or less disappointed.

How deep the friendship between killers can be, but to conquer people by force.

Feng Su was strong in the past, so many people respected him and supported him.

It stands to reason that Feng Su got to this point because of the assassination of King Qi. He should have been respected by others, but there was an Anxiang who did something that even Feng Su couldn't do.

Anxiang stole King Qi's personal purple dragon jade pendant, and was only one step away from killing King Qi.

With a stronger person for comparison, Feng Su will become like this, it seems that it is only because of his lack of ability.

When Feng Su's former brothers had seen everyone leave, Nan Yuan stood with her chest on one side, "They seem to be more disappointed in you than they care about you, but that's the case with killers, it's better to talk about the sword in your hand than to talk about feelings."

Feng Su had an indifferent expression, "It's just a group of people who don't matter."

After a short pause, he looked at the woman in front of him who was watching a play, "Miss Anxiang, is this your purpose?"

Nan Yuan said, "Huh?" "What's the purpose?"

"Let them see what I look like now, be disappointed in me, and then you will become the next pavilion master?"

The male protagonist who left the hero of luck seems to have become smarter.

However, this time, Feng Su thought too much.

"I'm strong enough, I don't need to step on you to support myself. If you believe me, I can help you restore your memory right now." Nan Yuan's expression was light.

Feng Su looked at her in surprise.

He had just suspected that her intentions were impure, but in the blink of an eye, she said that she would help him restore his memory regardless of previous suspicions.

"You know medicine?"

"A little bit of acupuncture. You should have amnesia caused by blood congestion in your brain. As long as I give acupuncture to clear the congestion, your memory will be restored."

As she said that, Nan Yuan asked in a puzzled way, "I see that you and Wen Xiu had a good life. They shouldn't be short of money for medical treatment and medicine. Why don't you go to the medical center to take a look at your brain?"

Xiaotang: "Yuanyuan, I think you have the connotation of the male protagonist."

Nan Yuan: "No, you think too much."

Fengsu also thought that this sounded a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it, and explained: "There are many places where money is used at home, and Xiuxiu also asked me to go to the medical center in the city, but I refused. "

Nan Yuan: Then you are very kind.

Fengsu looked around for a week, and was familiar with this unfamiliar place, and he had no sense of belonging. He wanted to Fenggu Village, and also wanted to embroider.

"Miss Anxiang, no matter what the reason is for you to conceal my identity this year, it is a fact that you and Xiuxiu saved me together, and I dare not forget the grace of saving my life. Embroider together to live the days of men farming and women weaving."

Nan Yuan nodded, "It's simple, when I take over the position of Pavilion Master, I will allow you this request."

Fengsu's expression is much richer now, and he has a lot more fireworks than the dead look before.

Nan Yuan couldn't help but fell into contemplation when she thought of her paralyzed face that had not changed for thousands of years.

Does losing your memory make you a completely different person?

Otherwise she...

Nan Yuan quickly denied the passing thought.

She can naturally block her memory and experience a life without memory, but she feels that she is very good now and does not want any changes.

Feng Su thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to restore his memory.

Although the memory of the past may not be very good, without the memory of the past, he always feels incomplete, and Xiuxiu will not feel at ease.

Nan Yuan put a needle on Feng Su's head, and Feng Su remembered it intermittently the next day.

There was a little more of the dead silence that Fengsu had on him, but it was only a few points, because after all, he was no longer Fengsu before.

The killers of Yemei Pavilion who learned that Fengsu had recovered his memory:  …

I go, so sloppy?

I didn't know anything the day before, and my memory was restored after a night?

Poison Step was so excited that he drew his sword and fought again.

Feng Su's swordsmanship has returned to 80% of the original!

"Fengsu, let's fight!" Nan Yuan found a knife and fought with Fengsu.

The original Bai Zhu never used swords and only liked hidden weapons, so everyone never thought that one day, the killer Anxiang would be able to fight with Fengsu.

Even though Anxiang's assassination ability had shocked everyone this year, everyone thought that she had accomplished something lightly and learned some crooked ways such as hypnotism.

But at this moment, when they saw a man and a woman fighting with swords, everyone was stunned.

What a quick knife!