822: C822 Name Cloud Zhou

C822 Name Cloud Zhou

Three years later. ...

"Yun Zhou, come here quickly."

"Grandpa agreed to let me leave the village today."

It was still that simple and unadorned room.

A woman entered the room without any care about whether there was anyone else in the room.

This man was the man Ann Yi rescued from the wilderness three years ago.

Although many things had happened during these three years, the only thing that hadn't changed was that this man still hadn't thought of anything.

He had no idea who he was, what kind of identity he had, and why he had appeared here.

There was no other way, so this man could only stay here.

Waiting for the day when he would remember everything about him.

However, it was impossible for a person to live in this world without a name.

Therefore, after this man had no idea what was going on, Ann Yi, the girl who saved this man, gave him a name.

He called her Yun Zhou.

"Yun Zhou, you are thinking about your own matter again."

"What is it? I still did not remember!"

When the woman entered the room, she saw Yun Zhou sitting alone on the window, staring blankly at the sky.

It was as if she was thinking about something.

In these three years, the painful expression in Yun Zhou's mind had rarely appeared.

Of course, the number of images that appeared was getting lesser and lesser.

In these three years, there were a total of ten or so images that appeared in his mind, and they were completely unrelated.

The previous image was still in a mysterious and vast place, and the next image was directly in a simple and unadorned street. The next one was in a hall filled with many people, and the hall was brightly lit.

These few images were completely unrelated.

He simply couldn't recall everything that had happened to him in the past.

Now, he was more and more nostalgic about the pain he had experienced in the past. Although the pain was a little bit painful, he got used to it after a long time.

However, after the pain, several scenes of himself would appear in his mind.

At least this way, he could remember who he was.

However, during this period of time, the expression of pain in his words had rarely appeared.

He also tried to use the ring on his finger to investigate his identity.

But he didn't have any clues.

It was as if this ring was the most ordinary ornament. At least, no one in the village knew where this ring came from.

And this ring was not a spatial ring either.2

In this village, he had already sent many powerful people to investigate, but they were all useless. Everyone thought that it was just an ordinary decorative ring, or a ring that represented identity.

For the past three years, Yun Zhou had also thought of ways to recover her memories through cultivation.

This world existed in those cultivator.

Although this cultivation wasn't like the Immortal Gods in the legends, which were omniscient and omnipotent, it was still much stronger than ordinary people. Perhaps, these techniques of cultivator were like the means of a Divine Immortal in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, after three years of hard work, he didn't manage to cultivate even a little bit of true qi.

It was as if his body disdained to absorb the true qi from the heaven and earth.

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