"Puff..."

Looking at his honest appearance, Cuihua couldn't help but smile, and then reached out to gently stroke his face.

"Mu Tou, do you know? Although I don't know your identity and origin, I know you must not be an ordinary person..."

Her eyes were full of soft colors: "And at most I can be considered a village girl. I have no knowledge and are not good-looking. Apart from having enough strength, I can be said to be useless..."

"I'm not worthy of you..."

"But, I really like you. Outsiders say you are stupid, but in my opinion, you are cute..."

Speaking of this, a look of inferiority emerged in her eyes: "I am not tired at all when I get along with you. I admit that I am a little selfish, but don't worry, I will find a way to restore your memory with my father..."

"Hungry……"

The gray-haired young man began to protest.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out to find food for you now. I don't know if my dad is asleep."

She wiped her tears, smiled sweetly, then got up and walked towards the door, but found that the door could not be pushed open at all, as if it was locked.

"Dad, are you asleep? Open the door for me."

Cuihua shouted as she shook the door.

"boom……"

And at that moment, the closed door suddenly broke open, and she rolled heavily on the ground with the broken debris of the door.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

More than a dozen black figures leaped in, each holding a shaky scimitar in his hand, bathing in his pungent smell of blood.

"Who are you?"

Cuihua didn't care about the severe pain in her hands, and subconsciously stood up and looked at them with fear.

"Woman in red?"

The leading man in black stared, then glanced into the room, and his eyes fell on the white-haired man beside him.

"This woman takes her away, the man is killed!"

With his order, someone strode towards the white-haired man with a scimitar.

The white-haired man was so scared that he shouted.

"You dare!!!"

Seeing this scene, Cuihua changed slightly. The courage from some unknown place protected the white-haired man, and grabbed a stick and waved it desperately.

The man stopped immediately.

"Do it!"

The leading man in black snorted coldly.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a drunken questioning came from outside the door, and Lao Zhang, who was sleeping in the wooden shed, was awakened by the sound of breaking the door.

In response to him, a sharp sword light made Lao Zhang's hair stand up all over his body, and he subconsciously avoided it.

Even so, one of his right arm was cut off with a knife, and the piercing pain completely woke him up.

"father!!!"

Cuihua cried when she witnessed this scene.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a man in black instantly knocked down the stick in her hand, and then grabbed it.

"You beasts, let go of my daughter."

The old leader Zhang's eyes were full of tears, he grabbed an axe at the door and rushed in.

"Bang!"

However, he was kicked out.

"Everything was killed, the house was burned."

The leading man in black controlled Cuihua's resistance and walked out of the house, and an extremely indifferent voice rang out.

"kill!"

A man in black held a scimitar and chopped at all kinds of white-haired men who were shouting. In his opinion, facing such an ordinary person, he could cut him in half with just one knife.

"Let me go, you can let me go..."

"Mu, dad..."

"Please, don't kill Mu Tou and my dad..."

Cuihua struggled hard and cried bitterly.

Old Zhang lost too much blood and tried hard to stand up, but found that he could not raise any strength at all, so he could only watch the knife on the white-haired young man.

"clang……"

With the harsh sound of gold and iron collision, the extremely sharp knife not only did not hurt him at all after looking at the white-haired young man, but there was a gap in the blade.

"How is this possible?"

The man in black looked disbelief.

This knife was made in the army. I don’t know how many enemies’ heads were cut down. Even if the opponent’s body was made of stone, at least there would be cracks.

"Don't kill me...Don't kill me..." The white-haired young man shivered in the corner and shivered, yelling.

The others also noticed something was wrong, and rushed forward in a bang, and dozens of sharp knives slashed at the white-haired young man.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

As a fire splattered everywhere, more than a dozen people were shocked to find that the swords in their hands were broken, and the white-haired young man in front of them was still fine.

Now even Cuihua and Lao Zhang, who were already desperate, were shocked.

The leading man in black outside the room shrank his pupils and immediately said, "This person has a problem, don't stay for a long time, leave quickly!!!"

He has been in the army for a long time and has heard that a practitioner specializes in practicing the body and is invulnerable to swords and guns. Unexpectedly, he actually met him now.

The more than ten people were already scared and rushed out in a hurry.

The leading man in black grabbed Cuihua and walked away, but Lao Zhang rushed over and hugged his feet tightly: "No, let my daughter go..."

"Old guy, get out of here..."

The man in black wanted to throw him away, but found that Old Zhang hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

"Kill him, kill him!"

He yelled repeatedly.

Immediately afterwards, someone slashed Lao Zhang's back with a knife, and blood splattered everywhere.

The white-haired young man who was originally shouting in the room suddenly calmed down when he saw this scene, with a strong look of struggle in his eyes.

"father!!!"

Cuihua yelled heart-wrenchingly: "Don't kill my father, don't kill my father, Mutou, hurry, save my father..."

However, Old Zhang still hugged the man in black tightly and said word by word: "Let me... let go of my daughter..."

He cut down several more times, cutting off all the hands and feet of Lao Zhang, making his flesh and blood blurred.

"father!!!"

Cuihua was about to faint.

The white-haired young man suddenly hugged his head and screamed, and countless fragments emerged in his mind like a tide.

"Go, go quickly!"

The leading man in black knocked Cuihua unconscious, jumped and disappeared directly into the darkness.

The remaining ten people lit torches and threw more than a dozen torches into the house, which immediately ignited a huge fire.

In the raging fire, the white-haired young man was still holding his head and screaming. The hot flames around him could not cause any damage to him.

"wood……"

"I'm wood?"

"No, I'm not wood..."

The white-haired young man tried his best to digest the memories in his mind: "Who am I? I am Ye Chen? I am Nankuang Immortal Lord? I am Ye Nankuang?"

Immediately afterwards, he no longer felt pain, no longer yelling, and his blank eyes gradually became clear.
Chapter completed!