There was a sharp pain in his chest, and the surging emotions at that moment seemed to tear He Manzhou apart.

She saw that the scene in front of her was infinitely stretched, and there were ethereal words in her ears.

The cave walls shattered suddenly, shining so brightly that the sky shone brightly, and then the surrounding scene became completely different. He Manzhou watched as countless boulders suddenly shattered, and the terrifying cave ceased to exist.

And what about the scene on the periphery of the cave?

Those terrible scenes changed and changed, where there were still spreading snow-capped mountains and miserable white cold moons, and it was clear that only the howling wind from the desert was clear, as if it had never stopped from time immemorial to the present. The layers of yellow sand covered everything, and the sky rolled in all over the field, and the air was scorching dry, and the scorching sun shone on the gold-edged light, and the sand was hot.

An ancient and mysterious exotic land, as if it hides endless secrets.

And these are so familiar to He Manzhou, she looks at everything around her, recalls where she is, and her reason is gradually swallowed up by too many emotions, just as the boundary between illusion and reality has been completely broken.

This time I felt different from any previous time, He Manzhou couldn't tell because he subjectively let down his guard in his heart and chose to accept all this. Or is it because on a specific occasion, when the mysterious power originating from the Wu clan of the ancient kingdom of Loulan became more and more powerful, those seals that locked the secret became loose, and finally they could no longer be hidden.

He Manzhou can clearly feel that at this moment, she is not watching an illusion, but putting herself in the shoes of the illusion, re-experiencing the past of the year, and integrating the fragments of memory from the gap in time.

When did you come here? He Manzhou asked himself in his heart.

This familiarity was particularly distinct, not only because she had seen these scenes countless times in her dreams, but because there was a kind of closeness that came from the depths of her soul. This is instinctive acceptance, and even He Manzhou has feelings for every inch of grass and trees here.

That's clearly a ....... The feeling of coming home.

When this thought flashed in He Manzhou's mind, she couldn't help but be shocked.

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She clearly has nothing to do with the ancient kingdom of Loulan, or is the person who is really familiar with all this is the girl who is dormant in her body.

........ So, who do those blue eyes belong to?

After the initial confusion faded, He Manzhou looked around sideways.

Through the light that shook people's vision was not clear enough, He Manzhou saw the oasis at the end of the desert.

It was the only green in the yellow sand, vivid and vivid, and the water droplets flowed slowly from the fountain, reflecting the green lotus flowers. The continuous flow of water spreads into the distance, and the water color of the continuous sea of flowers spreads to the horizon and beyond the clouds. The clouds dispersed with the occasional breeze, and when the ethereal white was dispelled, only the blue sky remained.

The blue sky seems to have no end in sight, and the yellow sand in the sky has faded into the background, which looks soft and holy.

He Manzhou walked forward step by step, picking up her memories of this land little by little.

As she passed by the fountain, she picked up the clear water in the lotus pond with her hand, as if touching the cloister in her own courtyard, and her past experiences came to mind. He Manzhou still remembered that he once washed the lotus here with a girl who was as smiling as a flower, and the crystal clear water droplets soaked the corner of the little girl's skirt, until the girl was reminded that she exclaimed.

It's probably a young heart, the little girl chatters non-stop, clearly dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her gestures are untouchable nobility of others.

It's like a child who doesn't grow up, and the agility in his eyes is not stained with worldly dust.

"Sister........

The little girl kept screaming, the corners of her lips slightly raised, with a touching smile.

At that time, how much I indulged that little girl, even when she did something wrong, she just gently tapped her fingertips on the girl's forehead, saying that it was a warning but could not say a word of punishment, even a slightly stern look could make the little girl feel wronged, so the last bit of anger was scattered in the girl's pitiful eyes, and she could no longer vent it.

The scenes of the past gradually became clear, and He Manzhou finally sorted out the context of the story.

In the repeated overlapping illusions, the past is gradually pieced together, this boundless desert is the former ancient country of Loulan, where every soil represents her past, and that girl is the little princess of Loulan in her girlhood.

And who is she?

This question flashed through He Manzhou's mind, and even if he didn't delve into it, he had a vague answer.

Her footsteps did not stop, and she continued to walk forward, in front of which was a white temple, a tall building with a strong exotic style, beautiful columns suspended on the edge of the pool, and pure white boulders gorgeous and holy, which was the civilization under the grandeur of the ancient kingdom of Loulan.

And in the middle of the temple, there is a beautiful crystal coffin.

He Manzhou couldn't help but continue to step forward, she wanted to see who was lying in the crystal coffin.

But the second she approached, the peace around her was suddenly broken.

The yellow sand all over the sky was mixed with the unbearable smell of blood, and He Manzhou didn't have time to think about it before he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Amiens?"

What an unbelievable pair of eyes.

The blood-drenched chest cavity was pierced by a sharp long sword, He Manzhou raised his head by the trend, wanting to see whose hands she died in, but only saw that the eyebrows and eyes of the girl who grew up with her had completely grown, even if her cheeks were stained with Dao blood, it did not prevent her from being beautiful on top, and her gestures were as bright as snow.

They used to talk and laugh and laugh.

Now, the girl used the sharpest long blade to mercilessly kill her sister's life.

He Manzhou had not yet tasted the truth, and his astonishment was soon replaced by despair.

"Amiens ......."

The last murmur was shattered in the wind, and it was clearly not really heard.

He Manzhou tried hard to see the appearance of the fallen girl, but he only saw the veil raised by the wind and sand, and the blood and tears that slowly fell down the corners of her eyes.

....... Then, there was a sudden awakening.

Everything was a dream, but it wasn't just a dream.

This kind of painful pain had really happened, and the long sword that pierced into the chest couldn't have been more real, it was all something that really happened in the ancient country of Loulan thousands of years ago. When He Manzhou recalled most of the memory, he felt the pain of the girl, and when he met the eyes that were worthy of falling blood and tears, her heart contracted and hurt.

How did you get to the strange road step by step?

She remembered the annihilating dance, on the high altar where little princesses in fine costumes danced, and the light of the bonfire was bright and dazzling, igniting the long night that refused to rest. Under the altar are rows of kneeling devotees, prostrating their heads reverently to the music of the sacrifice, reciting the mysterious scriptures in a single tone, solemn to the extreme, becoming invisible fear.

When the dance of prayer to the gods reaches its climax, the Tower of Babel finally emerges.

The boundaries between the unreal and the real are broken, and the gods are about to descend into the world.

And at the time of the tragedy, the truth covered by lies is gradually being revealed, and the container that contains too much divine power is about to face a strange way.

He Manzhou traced the veins of memory, she once desperately wanted to know the mystery behind it, but because of fear and concern, she did not dare to touch the secrets that lasted for thousands of years, and many emotions were not real enough. Maybe it's because the girl who carried this memory was on the verge of losing consciousness at that time, and she didn't remember what had happened to her.

He Manzhou tried her best to find the lost memories through those blue eyes, and she felt all the fear and pain she felt empathetic. In the end, he only saw the incessant heavy rain and thunder outside the cave tearing apart all the peace, and the shadows of the mist that could not be dissolved, many things became no longer real, and He Manzhou could only spy through a small gap that tragedy was coming.

The surrounding bloody gas became more and more intense, and there were actually suspended blood droplets in the air.

When the fragments of the "Goddess's Suit" were gathered in one place, the sand and gravel of thousands of years were finally pieced together. In the cave, a huge stone suddenly rolled up, and the blue light was dotted with stars, all of which were the light under the goddess's clothes, and then this light became more and more intense, converging into an extremely dazzling dark gold, and as the goddess's magnificent skirt fell, it was as bright as a pillar of light of a meteor.

The faint blue light was still changing, and the twisted spells on the rock walls were like ghosts.

In the darkness as far as the eye could see, the crystal coffin stood out.

The blood-colored spell was eerie and eerie, entangled around the coffin, like some kind of ancient seal, restraining something terrifying from sleeping. Until it completely absorbed the overflowing light, the blue that was originally silent like a pool of stagnant water began to surge, and the crystal coffin seemed to have received some kind of summoning, and suddenly the light was in full bloom, and the surroundings became completely quiet.

Seeing everything disappear, He Manzhou watched the crystal coffin being uncovered by an unknown force.

What came out of the coffin was a girl who was extremely beautiful. Her gestures were indescribably beautiful, her head embroidered with gold totems draped over her shoulders, and her white gauze skirt hung down to her ankles, covering her naked feet.

It's a pity that this beauty is tarnished by blood.

The girl is not a god who gives birth to a lotus step by step, but a terrifying ghost in the midst of blood and tears.

Her feet were pools of crimson blood, her pure white veil was covered in blood, and her delicate cheeks were covered in horrific blood. Under He Manzhou's frightened eyes, the girl walked over step by step with corpses and bones all over the ground, as if to herald the arrival of death.

He Manzhou has also seen such a scene.

It was behind the shrine of the ancient temple of Dock City, at the end of the eerie path that she didn't know where it would lead, when she first saw the crystal coffin.

At that time, she fled in endless fear, but now, He Manzhou did not take a step back, just raised her head and looked directly at the girl.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You've already vaguely guessed it, He Manzhou. ”

What is quite strange is that when He Manzhou's words fell, the ghost shadow of the ghost suddenly shattered.

The terrible blood faded in an instant, and only the faint fragrance of Su Lian remained in the air.

As if some kind of bewildering illusion dissipated, the girl had a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and a thin veil covered her face, but it couldn't hide the charm between her eyebrows, and after the blood faded, it all became calm. She raised her hand slightly, and the blue light in the cave dimmed.

"I am the daughter of the high priestess of the witch clan and the first saintess, you can call me, Ah Jue. ”