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"... Therefore, they had to find out whether or not He Luo was Thundereye County Su Xing and the reason why he was here. And when Yu Shuang Lin comes back, I think she was here to fulfill Zhang Qing Han's dying wish, to continue doing what he had not done yet. " The girl informed him earnestly of the recent events, but he listened absent-mindedly.

After the act of hurting each other and tormenting each other, there was always something serious to be said.

Actually, he didn't really care what she said. He just wanted to immerse himself in the bland voice. There was finally something in the world that he could not foresee, and that satisfied him.

"I don't know the identity of the jinx yet." In order to make it clear that he was still listening, he had no choice but to continue, "But that He Luo named Falling Mountain Wind, is a member of He Luo's Evil Sect. A long time ago, in a secret offering. "

When he said that, Tang Zi Qi only raised his eyebrows, not feeling surprised at all. The so called He Luo Evil Sect was a sect formed by He Luo who did not believe in True Gods. Their numbers were few, but they were disliked by the mainstream He Luo. It's not surprising what they did.

She did not ask Xue Yong Ze how he knew about this either. He knew very little about the outside world, yet he always knew some secrets. All of the apotheosis Yue Xiao Zhe used came from his Mental Fragment. As a result, all the information that the apotheosis received would be transmitted to him. This was the only way he could have information about the outside world before he got in touch with Tang Luo — although they were often confused.

For example, according to the description of Falling Mountain Wind, he found out that this person appeared once among He Luo's Evil Sect's Priests. ~ For some reason, a Yue Xiao Zhe used the apotheosis to spy on the Evil Sect's priest. The Falling Mountain Wind was one of the fanatical worshippers. No one would notice him when they saw this scene, but it was different for Xue Yong Ze. All the details brought by the apotheosis were equally clear.

The details were clear enough to reveal many things other than the information itself.

"He Luo's heretics." Tang Zi Qi pondered.

"As for Yu Shuang Lin, you still don't want to give up?" Xue Yong Ze laughed coldly, "The formation of illusions is not as simple as you think. It is still far from the goal that we want to accomplish. Something that even Zhang Qing Han was unable to do, you think you can still rely on Yu Shuang Lin? "

"But that's the only hope, isn't it?" Tang Zi Qi said, "Moreover, it isn't important whether she tells me the truth or not. Now that she knows of your existence, I don't think she'll give up. "

"Then let's give it a try."

"Don't try to kill her again."

"She said that the crescent stone is her — people like her deserve to die."

She sighed. "Why are you still so willful?"

"My willfulness?" He reached out and grabbed her throat again. "No one is more willful than you, son. But you'd better remember that you belong to me and will never change. "

Tang Zi Qi did his best to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of being choked. Looking at him, he only laughed: "I will never belong to you, but I will never leave you. Do you remember that promise? "

He remembered. There was no way for him to retort.

"Tang Zi Qi, then remember your duty. Protect my Luna Sightseeing Pavilion. The teenager said while grinding his teeth, "I won't allow the Luna Sightseeing Pavilion to disappear into his hands."

This time, Tang Zi Qi stayed in the Moon Slaughter Realm for quite a long time. But no matter how long it was, she had to leave. If there was nothing special, she would visit him once every six months. To him, it had been fifteen years.

This time, he said goodbye and transformed a mountain. They stood at the summit of the Thousand Peak, overlooking the endless abyss. She realized that she had grown wings and smiled gratefully at him. As a feather, the only day she could fly in a year was on the seventh day of the seventh month. In this world, he could create all sorts of possibilities.

"Wind Soaring Codex is about to arrive." Xue Yong Ze suddenly said, "On Qiu Ye Jing's Wind Soaring Codex, I have only flown over once. I was seven years old that year."

Tang Zi Qi turned his head and smiled: "Then, come back and take a look."

Xue Yong Ze did not reply, he tilted his head and snorted from his nose. With him like this, she knew he had agreed. Without another word, she flapped her pure white wings and flew into the sea of clouds.

The vast, azure clouds swirled before his eyes, gathering and dispersing. By the time they were gone, she had closed her eyes and opened them again, returning to her quiet, closed bedroom. The night dew had soaked the windowsill, and the Soul Shrouding Fragrance on the table had just burnt out.

Her mental fluctuations had finally dissipated, and were smoothed out like circles of ripples in The Sea of Annihilation. Xue Yong Ze's world became empty once more.

In this empty space, there were swaying starlight and the shadow of the moon, as well as Miyagi that soared into the clouds. The branches of ten thousand years old trees make the gardens and palaces that adorn them seem to be full of fruit. He loved to jump from one fruit to the next, even though he had no wings at that time. He was often scolded by his mother for doing such dangerous things.

At this time, the entire Miyagi was in full bloom, and the trees had become a resplendent life form, proclaiming the majesty and prosperity of the Feather. Every single one of the Yu Ren here could fly. The maidservants were dressed in gauze as thin as cicada wings. They carried lanterns as they flew in the moonlight, appearing like the dexterous spirits in the sky. This seemed to be a grand and grand ceremony. Beneath the age of years, the six clans and tens of thousands of people were celebrating with joyous songs and laughter echoing in the distance.

However, such a lively and flourishing scene still could not fill the emptiness of the world. Because nothing was alive.

He stood on the tallest Silver Sky Tower in the center of the Miyagi, looking down at the crowds of people, his expression wooden. He didn't want to look at the people crawling on the ground. He was afraid that every face he saw would be the same.

He remembered that he had indeed experienced such a scene before. At that time, the person standing on the Silver Sky Tower was his father. At that time, the Schroeder's disease was still the leader of the Feather. He hid in the tower, tucked under his mother's arm, looking out at the men who were being embraced by the masses, feeling genuinely proud and envious.

So later on, he climbed up to the top of Silver Sky Tower again and again, proudly imagining that scene, his little heart filled with pride … No, in the world where he was once alive, he could not enter the Silver Sky Tower alone. It was a special creation of the Feather. There were no stairs to climb, so it could only fly upwards. But before the age of seven, he could not fly.

Therefore, he was also using this to deceive himself. He still remembered that after he had entered the crescent stone, he had for the first time combed through the chaotic flow of the accretion's star power within. In the beginning, he could still fool himself. He would forget that he was in an empty, unreal city. Gradually, however, the pleasure and fear of a fictional scene became less and less. In the end, even the fear was gone. All that was left was a cold numbness.

This god-like game was the only thing he could do for the majority of the time. This was the only thing he could do! But the worst part was that he sometimes couldn't tell which memories had occurred in the real world and which were purely his own.

He fell to his knees, a faint whimper coming from his throat. "Don't be afraid, child," she whispered as she came out of the tower behind him and took his head in her arms.

He threw his arms around the hem of her skirt and wept. In front of her, he would always be a seven-year-old child. Of course he could cry without fear. However, even when he was crying without restraint, his heart was still cold, full of boredom and exhaustion.

The gentle smile before him, the embrace of his soft body, was only an illusion.

He suddenly stood up, struggled free from Yu Lan's arms, laughed loudly, and jumped down from Silver Sky Tower.

Falling, falling … If only the end of this fall had been destruction.

It crazily crashed into the darkness at the last moment. The beautiful scenery of the city was torn into ruins, disappearing into the darkness.

The end of a dream did not mean he would wake up from it. In a dream where the sky was never filled with light, he had seen all of his real or illusory past. He had seen the Feather Emperor in rich clothes abandon him and never turn his head back no matter how he cried. He had also seen a child he had never seen before chasing after him, calling him "Big Brother." There was also a white-haired old man who would always look at him silently.

However, love and hate had already been diluted. Apart from being tired, he couldn't arouse any other emotions from his heart.

If he did not use reason to construct more scenes, his mind would always be preoccupied with such things. Therefore, even though it was boring, he had to find something else to do.

Of course, over the years, apart from the regular visits of two people, there was also an occasional bit of external information that allowed him to breathe from this boredom.

For example, at this time.

He saw the boundless blue water. The water was flowing in a dark and deep color. There was a half-opened shell in the water, and there was a frozen fish in the middle of the shell.

It was not the first time he had seen it. A long time ago, someone used the apotheosis to investigate this scene. He even knew that this was a national treasure that the Biguo, who was at medusae, worshipped at a secret location. Then, this should be the bottom of the sea.

The shells and fish swayed. Someone seemed to have moved them. This infiltrator might not be satisfied with the apotheosis's probing, but he actually tried to steal it. But of course it wasn't that easy. Very quickly, he heard the shrill cries of the medusae. Then the image and voice disappeared. It seemed like the apotheosis was finished.

He did not understand what had happened and did not care. These fragments of information, most of the time lacking in meaning, could only be useful at certain times.

The information that Yue Xiao Zhe obtained from using the apotheosis was often unknown. In order to calm down the military intelligence that he had scouted a while ago, he could still find out the reason why. After that, the new information became more and more strange, because the things that Xue Xiao Yi wanted Yue Xiao Zhe to obtain became more and more obscure. Luna Sightseeing Pavilion had lost his original purpose long ago. This made him look like a joke when he leaped towards the The Sea of Annihilation.

However, something else happened that caught his attention.

He felt that there was a spirit body trying to enter his The Sea of Annihilation.

The one that came wasn't Tang Zi Qi, nor was it Tang Luo. Finally, there was a third person who tried to bypass the layers of mist formed by the star power, and directly established contact with him.

The man finally arrived.

He wasn't happy, nor did he feel displeased. Instead, he calmly allowed the psychic body to move left and right in the periphery of his spiritual sea. In any case, without his guidance, no one would be able to stand in front of him. It was fine to let that person struggle for a while.

However, this matter still caused a slight change in his mood. He thought for a while and a long passageway appeared in front of him. This was a passageway leading downwards. He slowly walked into the shadows left by the lamp.

There were no coffins at the end of the tunnel. There were only two skeletons, quietly staring at him.

Obviously, one of them came from a man and one from a woman. This could be the only foreign object in this world besides his spirit. Of course, they were already worn out, exhausted, and dead. They were only two dead creatures.

They were originally invisible and intangible in this world. However, for them to be molded into such a state, it must have an even greater impact if it was seen by the person who came from the outside. Would she die? When are you going to let her in? As he thought about it, he became increasingly serious. It had been a long time since he had been so interested in anything. In the end, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a devilish smile.