The melodious and soothing sound of the piano relaxed Yunqing's whole body and mind.
Ever since Yun Qing left the Canglan Mountains, he had been in a state of high tension and rarely had a chance to relax.
Because since then, he has been under various pressures and dangers.
And when he learned his true identity, there was another two words on his shoulders: responsibility.
Whether it is responsibility to the family, responsibility to the people of the territory, or responsibility to the many friends he has great trust in.
They all weighed heavily on his body, making it difficult for him to relax.
But now, amid the sound of Mo Qingqing's piano, he actually relaxed wholeheartedly.
In the melodious sound of the piano, he entered a strange state.
It seemed like he remembered something.
Those are some hazy memories from when I was very young.
If the sound of Mo Qingqing's piano she heard last time was her understanding of the nature of heaven and earth.
So the sound of the piano this time is her attachment and love for her relatives and family ties.
Because of this, the sound of the piano evoked something deep in Yun Qing's heart.
What emerged was a middle-aged man with a handsome face and a tall body.
In a short period of time, this middle-aged man became a gray-haired old man in Yun Qing's memory.
This is the Martial Saint Xue Qianqiu who rescued him from the people sent by Donghai Gong and raised him.
Yun Qing's first memory of Xue Qianqiu was still middle-aged.
At that time, Yun Qing was a little more than three years old, almost four years old.
Later, Xue Qianqiu aged rapidly, and Yun Qing was only about five years old.
In the past, Yun Qing didn't know why his grandfather aged so quickly.
Now, he knew that it was the impact of the injuries he suffered while fighting for the Martial God Pearl.
It's just that this memory was too long and too vague, and Yun Qing was too young at that time, so he never remembered it.
But this time, Yun Qing remembered everything in the sound of Mo Qingqing's piano.
Xue Qianqiu took good care of him when he was young, teaching him how to hunt step by step, and even spent his cultivation to help him clear his meridians and solidify his foundation.
Everything Xue Qianqiu had done for him, when Yun Qing now understood how to practice, he remembered it again, and he immediately felt heart-wrenching pain.
Silently, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Tong'er looked at Yun Qing's expression and covered her mouth.
Mo Qingqing closed his eyes and kept holding his hands.
The sound of the piano became more and more exciting.
Even Tong'er, who had always been carefree and unaware of the hardships of the world under Mo Qingqing's aura, fell into memories at this time.
With the memory or It’s laughter or joy.
Unlike Yun Qing, her memories are all happy.
"Grandpa," Yun Qing choked and muttered in a low voice.
In the heavy snow, Xue Qianqiu brought back abundant prey from the mountains.
At that time, Yunqing was so happy because she no longer had to go hungry this winter.
But now he knows that Xue Qianqiu's injury at that time had actually deteriorated to a very serious level.
I am afraid that hunting those ordinary wild beasts is actually very difficult.
But he didn't show these in front of Yun Qing.
By the time Yunqing was old enough to hunt on his own, Xue Qianqiu's injuries had deteriorated to the point where he could no longer go out hunting.
From that time until his death, he never told Yun Qing anything about his enemy or showed any pain in front of him.
Obviously, he didn't want Yun Qing to avenge him and put him in danger.
Even in the suicide note he left, he only told him some circumstances about saving Yun Qing and about his life experience.
Mo Qingqing's piano sound circulated and suddenly became louder.
Yun Qing suddenly felt a splitting headache, his chest felt tight, and some vague memories appeared in his mind.
Gradually, those memories became somewhat clear.
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During the bumpy carriage, Yun Qing saw a child who looked exactly like him, and a little girl as cute as a porcelain doll.
The little girl was crying.
Yun Qing looked at the crying little girl, took off a jade pendant hanging around her neck, and put it on her neck.
Yun Qing kept comforting the little girl.
The boy who looked exactly the same took an identical jade pendant from his neck and put it on Yun Qing's neck.
Then he pretended to be an adult and touched Yun Qing's head to comfort him.
The appearance of this scene gave Yun Qing a splitting headache.
He endured the pain, with bulging veins on his forehead and drops of sweat streaming down his face.
He knew it was a memory he had lost when he was young.
He wanted to remember what happened.
He held back the pain and did not dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing Mo Qingqing and causing her to stop the music and lose the chance to remember everything.
The carriage walked for who knows how long, and the masked men carrying them kept changing along the way.
And finally one day, the carriage suddenly burst into pieces, and a large number of people chased after it.
Among those who caught up, the face of the person at the front gradually became clearer.
"Father" Yun Qing said this word softly in his mouth.
In the ensuing melee, the masked men suffered heavy casualties.
In the end, the strongest one among them wanted the others to cut off the rear, and he escaped with the Yunqing brothers.
At that time, Yun Qing violently pushed the little girl and the boy who looked exactly like him away, then threw himself at the masked man, hugged his leg tightly, and bit down hard.
Then the masked man raised his palm, and Yun Qing didn't know what happened next.
It was obvious that he had been knocked unconscious.
Yun Qing's head hurt more and more, and his clothes were almost soaked with sweat.
In the severe pain, the vague memory reappeared.
It was in a forest, and the masked man led him to run away like crazy.
At this time, there were several more accomplices beside him.
At this moment, two twin girls about three years old came jumping and running from the front, seemingly playing.
When the masked man's accomplice saw the two girls, he looked questioningly at the masked man holding Yun Qing.
Then the masked man nodded at them.
They immediately rushed over and arrested the two girls.
It seemed that they didn't want the two girls to leak information about their group.
But not long after, there was a sudden violent vibration in the entire forest, and countless wild beasts rushed towards it.
They encountered a tide of beasts.
The masked men led them to fight in the beast tide for a while, and finally broke out of the beast tide, but they encountered another flaming fire lion.
The masked men fought fiercely with the flaming fire lions for a while, resulting in heavy casualties.
The masked man as the leader suddenly looked at the three of them with murderous intent, and then slashed at the two twin girls with his knife.
Apparently he knew that he could not escape the pursuit of the flaming fire lion and wanted to kill them.
Yun Qing rushed over and knocked the two girls away, but he was hit by the man in black's knife.
The strong wind of the knife swept his body away.
When he fell to the ground, his head hit him. on something.
The two girls ran to him crying.
As they cried, a faint black light emitted from their bodies, and the shadow of a pair of faint jet black wings loomed behind them.
The last scene in his memory was that the two girls held his hands tightly, and his hand immediately felt a sharp pain that went straight to the bone marrow.
The three people's clasped hands emitted a misty black light, and each one had a strange...
The symbols slowly rotated around the three people's clasped hands.
The flaming fire lion bypassed the three people and pounced on the masked man.
Yun Qing didn't know what happened next.
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He rubbed his temples in pain, and could only speculate based on the fragments in his memory and Xue Qianqiu's last words.
Yun Qing probably flew out after being hit by the knife, and hit his head when he landed on the ground.
According to Xue Qianqiu's last words, the Blazing Fire Lion should have killed the masked man and his accomplices, but the lives and deaths of the two girls are unknown.
After all, there was a flaming fire lion there at that time.
Perhaps, they have been buried in the lion's belly.
But now that Yun Qing thought about it, he felt that they were not ordinary people.
After all, he was able to appear deep in the Canglan Mountains.
Before he fainted, he saw the two girls acting abnormally.
But Yun Qing couldn't guess what the situation was.
Yun Qing took off the hanging jade pendant and stared blankly at the two words inside.
This was left to him by his twin brother, the real Yun Qing.
And the jade pendant with his real name, Yunfeng, was worn on Ke'er to comfort her who was crying because of fear.
"Brother, I remember it all."
Yun Qing held the jade pendant in his hand tightly: "But let me live in your name from now on.
I don't want to throw it away.
This name also has the grandfather who raised me.
Memories for me” Although he had long believed what Ke'er said at that time, but now he can remember that no matter what, Yun Qing felt that he had no regrets in his heart.
The mystery of his life experience has been completely solved.
Yun Qing felt that a huge boulder weighing on his heart had completely disappeared.
"Although Duke Donghai doesn't know who rescued you, one day I will come to you to get everything back."
A cold light flashed in Yun Qing's eyes.
At the same time, Mo Qingqing's piano music was coming to an end, and the strong sense of family affection contained in the music made the murderous aura in Yun Qing's heart gradually dissipate.
After the song ended, the three people in the room sat there quietly, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Thank you for the song, Miss."
It was Yun Qing who broke the silence.
"Your Excellency, can you tell me how you feel?"
Mo Qingqing looked at him with an inquiring expression.
Yun Qing shook his head gently: "The music reminds me of many, many relatives.
Could it be that Miss, this song was written in memory of my relatives?"
Mo Qingqing smiled.
At this moment, Yun Qing felt as if he had seen a beautiful scene of thousands of flowers blooming in an instant.
"Yes.
The Duke can indeed understand my music."
Mo Qingqing's eyes were filled with joy
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