Arruda pursed his lips, and then said: "I had a dream..."
After Aruda fought with Shengze at the Lanjiang River, he would often have the same dream.
In the dream, he was studying art on a mountain. He couldn't see other people's faces clearly, but he remembered the words "Xuanji Mountain" carved on the wall of the mountain at the mountain gate.
In addition, he would also dream about many scenes from life, some of whom had people and things that made him full of doubts about his life experience.
Because those scenes were not in the Jun Clan, but in the Jin Dynasty.
This was also the reason why he quietly left Rong Shaomin. At that time, he saw Rong Shaomin and the others looking for him, and the way the Emperor of Jin Dynasty looked at Rong Shaomin told him that Rong Shaomin would not be in danger in the short term, so he made up his mind to leave.
In the past two months, he had traveled throughout Dajin and had seen many people and things, which made him more certain that he was not from the Jun tribe.
But it's funny to say that the only person from Jin Dynasty that he has an impression of is Cheng San.
Thinking about it carefully, it was also because of the fight with Cheng San that he realized that he could completely see through Cheng San's moves and could vaguely know the next move, and then he started to have those dreams.
So Arruda finally went to northern Hubei to look for Shengze.
Shengze, who was always on guard against Arruda, became even more confused after hearing what he said, "Are you not from the Jun tribe?"
"Probably not." Arruda shook his head.
Shengze looked at him calmly, and saw Arruda frowning slightly, with confusion on his face and a bit of confusion in his eyes. For a moment, Shengze was not sure whether what he said was the truth.
After a while, Shengze asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Your moves," Arruda pointed to his head, "I have an impression."
Shengze raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Have you ever lost your memory?"
"Yes," Arruda nodded without hesitation, "I have been in the Jun Clan for as long as I can remember, and it has been thirteen years now."
Shengze understands when he talks about it this way. It turns out that Aruda has been in the Jun tribe for so many years because of his amnesia. No wonder he doesn't look like a Jun tribe member. Although he can't be said to be handsome, he has a kind of masculinity that belongs to men. Still vaguely elegant.
Shengze hadn't observed him carefully before, but when he looked again, Arruda looked less and less like a member of the Jun tribe. Moreover, his temperament was obviously a bit contradictory, but when combined with him, it seemed natural.
"Then what do you want to do with me?" Shengze recovered his thoughts and asked.
Arruda said seriously: "Please fight with me again. If possible, I also hope you can tell me something about Xuanji Mountain."
"What if I say no?" Shengze had already made a decision in his heart, but after all, Aruda was the person close to the Jun clan princess, so there were some things that he couldn't accept easily.
Arruda looked at him calmly, "If you refuse, I may attack the people around you."
Previously, he felt that Rong Shaomin was the most important person in his life, and the things related to Rong Shaomin were the most important things to him, but the blurry pictures in his mind kept reminding him that he had more important things to complete.
He doesn't mind staining his hands with blood to achieve his goal.
As soon as these words came out, Shengze's whole aura immediately changed. His face was cold and his eyes were murderous, "You can try it."
"You know..." Arruda paused and stared stubbornly into Shengze's eyes, "I can indeed do it."
It was clearly a pleasant night with a bright moon and starry sky, and a few chills, but the two people, one black and one white, were facing each other quietly, and the air around them seemed to have stopped flowing.
