Chapter Seventy-Three: Memory
"Is there a problem with your memory again? Alzheimer's?"
"No, it's some ...... Memories of unknown origin. ”
Wang Yu was thoughtful.
"Something I've never been exposed to, but somehow understands. ”
"Aren't you born to know that, youkai sage?"
Although Wang Jiang said this, he still helped Wang Hui call Wang Ling over.
"What, Daddy is back?"
When Wang Xiang heard the news, he hurried to the palace in a hurry. She saw Wang Yu with a calm expression at a glance, and immediately let out a rather contrived cry and threw herself into Wang Hao's arms.
"Wow, Daddy, I miss you so much, I'm so worried that you won't be able to think about it for a while. Are you okay now?"
"It's okay anyway. And I promised Cangyun that if he didn't die, he wouldn't die. ”
Wang Yu hugged Wang Ling and glanced at Wang Jiang who was sitting in the seat with nothingness.
"No one can change it. ”
With Wang Jiang's city government, it is natural that it will not reveal the slightest unnaturalness. She is no longer the ignorant little spider she was at the beginning, and after following Wang Yu and seeing how vast the world is, after a long time, she has also become a conspirator who is moody.
"By the way, Jiang'er called me to say that you have something to do with me, what's the matter?"
Wang Ling, who had been rubbing her head on Wang Hao's chest for a long time, suddenly remembered that Wang Hui would always be the most important existence in her life, so she hurriedly raised her head and was ready to help him as much as she could.
Wang Yu shook his head: "My memory seems to have a problem, and I need to synchronize it with you." ”
"Okay, come to a loving kiss!"
Wang Ling immediately stood on tiptoe and tried to kiss Wang Yu, but she passed through Wang Yu's body entirely, at this moment, everyone lost their perception of Wang Yu, and he became an image that appeared out of thin air, without anything, making Wang Ling turn his head suddenly, and his pretty face turned pale.
"Old, dad, are you actually dead, but you can't let us go, so you came back to take a look?"
"No, it's just that my life form has undergone another sublimation, and now I am between the virtual and the real, and I am inherently invincible. ”
The phantom-like Wang Yu stood in front of Wang Ling, watching Wang Ling's cheeks visibly regain their blood.
She patted her towering chest and exhaled reassuringly as she shook.
"I was scared to death, I thought you and Cangyun were martyred. ”
"Also, what do you mean to be invincible, who can put you at a disadvantage? If you don't kill others, everyone will burn high incense. ”
"The Masked Man. ”
Wang gave an impressive example.
"Now I can protect myself even if I face someone, and even hurt him. While it may mean nothing to him to do harm, whether or not it can be done is a dividing line in itself. ”
"That's really ...... It's kind of amazing. ”
Wang Lingmo rubbed his smooth chin and looked at Wang Yulai back and forth. Due to the particularity of his origin, Wang Yu did not exude a sense of existence comparable to that of the universe like other supreme reincarnators, but his existence was even thinner, seemingly nothing, and even the original hideous momentum was swept away, except for the abnormality in appearance, he looked like an ordinary person.
Wang Jiang listened clearly, she was not born when Wang Hui and others met the mask man, but the mask man was turned over by An Yangjun as a classic case of people outside the world and the sky and told her how many times, and let her personally experience the panic and powerlessness when she was facing the mask person, so she was not obvious on the surface, but she was also shocked in her heart.
"If this continues, Dad, if you are promoted again, will you be able to go to Tiandao for revenge?"
Wang Xiang's face was full of excitement, and his eyes were shining. The warlike dragon is interested in challenging the Creator, and she is the most loyal warrior under the command of Wang Hao, and has never considered herself a bystander in this feud.
"No, this is my peak, no matter how much I cultivate, there will be no essential leap, I am a person who stands on the top of the mountain, and the price is that I will never be able to jump out of the mountain...... And why should I be unfavorable to the Heavenly Dao?"
Wang Yu tilted his head slightly and looked at Wang Ling.
"I am an innate spirit born with the world, how can I have a grudge against the Heavenly Dao?"
Wang Ling's mouth gradually widened, her expression gradually became dull, and her eyes gradually became frightened, she turned her head to look at Wang Jiang suddenly, and shouted at her:
"Houli Crab - Wang Jiang! Something Happened Daddy Lost His Memory!!"
Wang Jiangyun nodded lightly: "Well, that's why he called you, Alzheimer's is still more troublesome." Deal with this, Miss Portable Drive. ”
Wang Ling stretched out her hands to hold Wang Hao's cheeks, she didn't even notice that Wang Hao had turned into a physical entity, her expression was serious, and her eyes were resolute.
"Don't be afraid, Daddy, I'll bring your memories back. ”
Wang Yu nodded indifferently.
"Then please. ”
Wang Ling's whole person suddenly turned into a slender white dragon and rushed into Wang Yu's mind.
"Wow!] "Oops!"
The little girl with blonde hair and red eyes sat down in the endless void, raising her hand to cover her forehead. The white dragon man turned on her back, and she also wanted to reach out and rub her nose, but a pair of small claws and claws were not long enough.
Wang Ling jumped up with a splash of water, looked at Rumia in front of him, and blinked suspiciously.
"You're, uh...... Darkness?"
The little girl immediately raised her hands and flew triumphantly in the air.
[No, I'm Rumia...... But I'm exactly what you call darkness. 】
Wang Ling understood what was going on the moment he saw her, and there was no need to ask again. She nodded to Rumia and didn't say anything more.
"Well, you look like you're doing well. No more talking, bye-bye. ”
"Eh, wait! I heard it all just now, you want to go to Wang Yu's memory area, right? I know you there, come with me!"
The little girl flew forward first, Wang Ling followed, with her ingenuity it was easy to guess the cause and effect, although there was a faint sour feeling of "obviously I was the first" in her heart, but she still followed Lumia honestly. Unlike Wang Jiang, a descendant of Xiaoxiao, Wang Ling is a filial daughter who is quite worried about the safety of her old father.
They soon entered the gray river, traced back to it, and returned to the starting point of memory, the scene when Wang Hao woke up from the cave.
"Wait, what's next?"
"There's no more in the back, this is the source point. ”
"No, no, that's not right, daddy still has memories of him before!"
The reason for this situation is important, but not the most important at the moment, Wang Ling released the memories he shared with Wang Hao, filled in the lost parts, frowned, and thought to himself.