Ming Zhitian asked in confusion, "What are you saying? What happened?"
Hong Lie Feng hesitated, "I'm sorry, Ming Zhitian."
Ouyang Ni Feng said, "Qingcheng is gone."
"What do you mean? Where did she go?" Ming Zhitian didn't understand.
Ouyang Ni Feng said, "Actually, she lost her memory."
"Lost her memory?" Ming Zhitian frowned.
Ouyang Ni Feng nodded, "We didn't plan to tell you, and lied that Qingcheng went on vacation. But you're too smart, you would eventually find out. She has lost a part of her memory."
Ming Zhitian said, "Tell me quickly."
Ouyang Ni Feng said, "According to Qingcheng, before she returned, the Demon Ancestor fed her a pill called Wangqing Huan Dan, which caused her to lose the memories of the recent period, including our memories."
"!"
Ming Zhitian hurriedly rummaged through thousands of bottles of various elixirs from his storage bag, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find it.
The women looked anxious. Ren Xing Yao said, "Husband, what are you looking for? Do you need our help?"
The women nodded and stepped forward. Ming Zhitian waved his hand, "No, I'm looking for an antidote. There's none? Impossible!"
He immediately searched through the endless information in his mind and discovered that Wangqing Huan Dan originated from the ancient demon race. It was colorless, tasteless, odorless, and formless, created by the combined efforts of a famous illusion master and a divine alchemist. In the entire ancient cultivation world, there was rarely one, and there was no antidote.
Ming Zhitian was stunned. His mind raced for solutions, and he muttered, "Huan Dan… Huan Dan…"
"It's an illusion-type elixir!"
Ming Zhitian thought of something, but his priority now was to find Yanran Qingcheng. He asked, "How long has Qingcheng been gone?"
Ouyang Ni Feng said, "An hour."
Ming Zhitian rushed out. Xiao Mi Rui watched the retreating man and couldn't help but sigh, "If it were me, would you be this worried?"
Ren Xing Yao stepped forward, "What kind of person do you think husband is? Is he the type to abandon people after seducing them? No! If it were any one of us, he would rush to save us without hesitation."
Jie Qing Xia and Ouyang Ni Feng strongly agreed, "Exactly."
Ming Zhitian tore open a spatial rift, summoned his treasure-hunting artifact, and pursued for nearly an hour. In the distant suburbs, he saw a white figure, Yanran Qingcheng.
Sensing the arrival of a strong individual, Yanran Qingcheng did not hesitate. She directly picked up the Moli Divine Bow, suddenly turned, and shot three Cloud-Piercing Arrows at Ming Zhitian!
Ming Zhitian was caught off guard. He quickly put on his Cold Iron Gauntlets and swung his fists, knocking away the three arrows.
Yanran Qingcheng shot out six more Cloud-Piercing Arrows! It seemed she wanted to kill Ming Zhitian!
Ming Zhitian roared, "Yu Lai!"
"Huh?"
The Imperial Artifact Control technique didn't work on them? Ming Zhitian quickly unleashed, "Star Dragon Jade Flower Halberd Technique!"
With a loud explosion, the six Cloud-Piercing Arrows were repelled and returned to Yanran Qingcheng's waist.
Ming Zhitian waved his hand, "Wait! Qingcheng, I mean you no harm!"
Yanran Qingcheng immediately stopped, but still vigilantly kept her bow ready to fire at Ming Zhitian.
"Who are you?"
Ming Zhitian was taken aback, "I am your husband!"
After being captured, Yanran Qingcheng had clearly been brainwashed. She no longer remembered having a husband named Ming Zhitian. To be precise, Ming Zhitian existed, but was imprinted in her memory as an enemy.
Yanran Qingcheng's expression suddenly turned cold, "The bow in my hand may be cold, but it's not as cold as your heart."
Ming Zhitian was stunned, "What did you say?"
A tear fell from Yanran Qingcheng's left eye, and then she drew her bow and nocked an arrow, "Heartless man, die."
"What? Wait!"
"Chiu! Swoosh swoosh swoosh!………………"
A series of Cloud-Piercing Arrows fiercely attacked Ming Zhitian!
It was nine arrows!
He remembered the last time he faced such a formidable array was when he dealt with the Divine Cultivation King. Yanran Qingcheng had used ten Cloud-Piercing Arrows then!
But nine were still terrifying. Ming Zhitian dared not face them head-on. He struck out with his left and right fists from the side, unleashing, "Star Dragon Jade Flower Halberd Technique!"