First Summoner

Chapter 944 No Love

"Did you hear clearly?" Shen Yan looked at the silver-haired man who seemed a little distracted.

He came back to his senses and looked up at her.

Not a word was said.

Shen Yan walked towards him and said, "Pack up and I'll take you to see them."

"who are they?"

"my friend."

The silver-haired man lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. He slowly got out of bed, stood up, and straightened his clothes.

At this time, Shen Yan approached him.

A look of panic instantly appeared on the handsome face of the silver-haired man. He took a half step back in embarrassment and looked at Shen Yan vigilantly.

It was as if Shen Yan was some kind of playboy.

Shen Yan calmly took out something from the storage space and handed it to the silver-haired man: "Use this ointment to wipe your lips."

Hearing this, his face darkened slightly.

He took the ointment silently and deliberately avoided any physical contact with Shen Yan.

He dipped a little white ointment on his slender fingers and was about to apply it on his bitten lip when he suddenly stopped because Shen Yan was watching his actions.

There's something strange about this feeling.

He couldn't help but think of the ridiculous things she did when she forced herself on him...

His breathing was disordered for a moment.

The silver-haired man frowned slightly. He secretly tried several times to circulate the power in his body, but somehow, the power in his body was very little.

His powers seemed to be limited to maintaining his human form.

"what happened?"

She asked.

He didn't respond to her, but lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze, then raised his hand and applied the ointment on his lips.

It's icy cold and a little stinging.

After applying it, he raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her lips.

Her lips were red and swollen, and had several cuts.

The silver-haired man's gaze stayed on Shen Yan for a second, then he looked away and returned the ointment in his hand to Shen Yan with a cold expression.

Shen Yan noticed that he was sulking, but she didn't know how to deal with Feng Xingyao now.

Feng Xingyao's temperament now is very different from before. He is cold, arrogant and spoiled.

She had forcefully kissed him just now because she really couldn't stand him treating her in such a cold and distant manner, and he was even pretending to leave.

When it comes to relationships, she is also a novice.

Shen Yan thought of Feng Xingyao's past kindness and also thought about it from his perspective...

If the person who lost his memory now was not Feng Xingyao, but her.

How will he treat himself?

Shen Yan thought about it, and felt a little guilty, because she thought Feng Xingyao would definitely not treat her in this way.

She looked at the silver-haired man and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you forcefully. From now on, I will respect your wishes. If you don't want me to touch you, I won't touch you."

The silver-haired man was slightly stunned when he heard this.

After a pause, Shen Yan said: "But the premise is that you don't make me unhappy."

There was silence in the cabin for a moment.

He suddenly asked: "Are we really a Taoist couple?"

"Not yet."

A cold look appeared on the silver-haired man's enchantingly handsome face, and his words were distant: "Since it's not yet, then you shouldn't consider me as yours."

The two looked at each other.

Shen Yan's eyes seemed calm, while the silver-haired man's eyes were cold.

Shen Yan nodded and stared into his eyes. "Okay, but you can't leave my side. I will help you find the remaining soul fragments and bring you back to life."

Hearing this, the silver-haired man pursed his lips.

Shen Yan saw that the wound on his lip had healed, so she said, "Let's go."

Just as she was about to turn around, her voice came from behind her.

"Do you really like me?"

Shen Yan paused and looked back at him.

He met her gaze and said, "The way you look at me doesn't seem to show any liking or love."

this moment--

Shen Yan's eyes trembled slightly, and her eyelashes drooped, hiding the surging emotions in her eyes.

Her eyes felt sore and a little hot.

She didn't answer him, but turned around, put on the mask again, and said coldly: "Let's go."

...

On the deck of the spirit boat.

The Shura friends were all surprised to see Feng Xingyao appear.

Zhuge Youlin was so shocked that he stammered, "What...what's going on? Resurrected just like that?"

Shen Yan said: "It doesn't count as resurrection. The three soul fragments collected now can maintain his human form."

After hearing this, the friends suddenly understood.

But soon, they realized something was wrong.

Because the silver-haired man in front of them exuded coldness, and the look in his eyes when he looked at them was strange and distant.

Shen Yan explained: "His memory is not complete yet."

Yu Changying asked hesitantly: "In other words, he doesn't remember us? And... doesn't remember you?"

Shen Yan uttered a light "hmm".

As soon as the words fell, the deck of the spirit boat fell into silence.

The friends all looked at Shen Yan with complicated eyes.

"If you don't remember, then let's get to know him again." Shen Yan smiled slightly. She introduced the silver-haired man to her friends and said, "You can call him Xingyao."

Hearing this, the silver-haired man glanced at her.

Shen Yan introduced them to Feng Xingyao one by one: "Yu Changying, Jiang Xianyue, Wen Yuchu, Xiao Zechuan, Zhuge Youlin, Chi Yue, Pei Su."

Feng Xingyao nodded slightly at them.

He was quite cooperative with Shen Yan.

Zhuge Youlin grinned and said, "It's not good to call him Xingyao. Let's call him Brother Yao. After all, Brother Yao is older than us."

Shura friends: "..."

Feng Xingyao still had a cold expression.

Shen Yan said: "You can also call me Brother Yao."

After a while, Feng Xingyao walked aside alone, his silver hair gently fluttering in the wind. Turning his head to the side, his handsome and enchanting face fell on the blue sky and white clouds, his expression a little dazed.

At the same time, the friends surrounded Shen Yan and asked in a low voice what had happened.

Why did this Lord lose his memory? !

"It's probably because there aren't enough soul fragments, which leads to memory loss."

Jiang Xianyue looked at Shen Yan with concern and said, "Yan Yan, I think he is also very indifferent to you now..."

Shen Yan said calmly: "It's okay, as long as he stays with me."

Wen Yuchu said softly: "If you need any help from us, just let us know."

"Okay." Shen Yan nodded and smiled.

When Shen Yan looked up at Feng Xingyao, he happened to look over here as well.

The two looked at each other again.

His indifferent look really made her heart ache.

Shen Yan walked towards him.

Feng Xingyao looked ahead and asked, "Where is this place? Where are you going?"

Shen Yan said: "This is the Primordial Realm. The place we are about to go is called: Central Kyoto. Perhaps, your fourth soul fragment will be found in Central Kyoto."

Hearing this, Feng Xingyao glanced at her with an obscure look in his eyes, "Why are you..."

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

After a few seconds, he spoke again and asked, "I want to know how I died?"

Shen Yan's mind flashed back to the past scenes, and her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

Her voice could no longer remain calm.

"He died saving me."