"You mean......" Sixteen Saka asked, hesitantly, "do you think it's important, as important as life?"

"Perhaps...... I don't know very well. ”

The young man's bright smile dimmed a little, "I always feel as if I have forgotten many important things, but I can't remember anything." It's like how this heart came from, I don't remember anymore. ”

Origins had begun to corrode his memory.

Sixteen Nights Sakuya suddenly reversed his previous silent temperament, as if driven by some impulse, he said, "You'll remember." ”

The girl looked directly at Wang Yu's dark eyes, and her tone was as firm as sonorous iron.

"Definitely. ”

"Accept your good words. ”

The smile on Wang Hao's face gradually became full, and a certain "feeling" or "will" flowed on that mask, activating it into plump flesh and blood.

"We didn't have many opportunities to communicate with each other before, but I feel like we're going to be good friends. Sakiya. ”

Like a beast that has lived together for a long time and then runs into the mountains and forests, he forgets what you look like, and looks at you with his teeth and claws, but when he latches on your neck, he instinctively loosens his fangs, sticks out his tongue and licks your face, and takes a dead rabbit in his mouth.

There are some things that you feel you have forgotten and can't remember, but in fact they are still in your heart, and from time to time they pull you off the wrong path.

"Thank you for taking care of me, I'll go first, you have a good rest. ”

Sixteen Nights Sakuya's heart was filled with a sour feeling mixed with joy, and she felt ashamed that she had doubted Wang Yu.

"No, I still have things to do. ”

The boy wiped his hands with a towel and rejected the maid's offer.

"What's the matter?"

Sixteen Nightsaki, who was holding Wang Yu's hand and turned over and got out of bed, was a little puzzled, he should be very tired.

"Find the Seven Yao Magicians to duel, since you are already unharmed, then this is the current number one priority. ”

The boy withdrew his arm and replied lightly, "Although I thought it would be a battle that tasted like chewing wax, it made me uneasy...... Excitement and excitement, I don't seem to have experienced it for a long time. If I hadn't known I was dead, I would have thought my adrenal glands were kicking in full force. ”

"But dead cells obviously can't produce adrenaline, do they?"

Wang Yu chuckled elegantly, and the laughter was full of the hideous smell of blood. Sixteen Nights looked at this old friend blankly, the hollowness of his existence also made him more pure and condensed, the demon sword became sharper and sharper, he became ethereal and detached, but there was a violent roar echoing in the light wind of the clouds.

"So, I'll go to the blood pool first to regain my energy, goodbye. ”

The young man made a slight gesture towards the head maid, although he was wearing a deacon uniform instead of a Hanfu, but this action was still full of ancient charm.

"Goodbye. ”

The head maid watched as her friend turned into a shadow and disappeared in front of her in an instant. She felt that she should go and tell Pache what had happened to Wang Hao, lest the girl with knowledge and sun would frighten her asthma to relapse during the fight.

The sound of the second hand turning echoed through the basement, and what was once stained with blood was now empty.

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Wang Yu lay in the middle of the pool of blood with his eyes closed, his hands folded in front of his chest, quietly recovering his energy.

His heart was close by, like a work of art carved from sparkling red crystal. Only the core wrapped in crystals still retains the texture of flesh and blood.

If you change the color of the heart you are using now to red, it will be what the heart core will look like when the core is completed, right?

In fact, the Origin Rampage has never stopped, at that time, Wang Hao only suppressed the most turbulent and dangerous first round, and when Flandorow probed his soul, he used all his strength to create the illusion of "empty and very honest".

The rampage of the hollow continues to refine his powers, and the replenishment of energy from Flandorow also guarantees that this crazy and effective action will not end. Although to Flandorow, those energies were just hair-like things that would not be cared about, but to Wang Hao, it was a vast sea of energy like an ocean.

His strength is improving every moment, and the brilliance of the fifth star on the strength evaluation is becoming more and more brilliant with the passage of time, as brilliant as Wang Ming's shining eyes. Only the last and most difficult step was left, and he could complete the heart core, reach the true "immortality and immortality", and step into the realm of the six-star gods. At that time, the magic will be completed, the heart core will return to the body, and there will be no flaws in the body, and the mana will increase by tens of millions of jiazi, and with a single breath, you will be able to send the ice goblin who always provokes you to her hometown to get married.

This "most difficult step" was a joke under the energy supply of Origin and the half-step nine-star Flandoro, and he could step on it if he wanted to.

It's just that he still refuses to get down.

I always feel that if I take this step, someone will disappear completely, and I will never be able to find it again.

And he also likes the heart now, although it is not as good as his own heart core, but it has also increased his spell power a lot, and he can even pretend to be a magician who specializes in firepower - after all, he will not have any too advanced spells.

Who gave it to him? I vaguely remember that it was the Seven Yao Magicians who handed it over to me, but I really can't remember who made it.

Patchouli: No, I can feel that there is no trace of magic on it, except for the "Stone Heart Technique" that has been added to my spell book, it is definitely hand-carved.

Although he could find the answer by asking others, he felt that he should recall it for himself, so that he could find someone he had forgotten.

Who is it......

The boy muttered to himself in his heart, and his memories of the past were as dark as a mist, like old photographs that had been burned in half.

Only Flandoralu's smile was bright and bright, which was something he had tried his best to snatch from the hollow.

Does it also prove that those things that are discarded are far less important than they think?

Should...... No way?

I should have tried my best to grab them, but it was too difficult to fight against the origins who had the home advantage and were in each other's possession.

What is your mood when you watch those precious emotions that have blocked the void being swallowed up by it gluttonously and without a trace? Remorse, pain, sadness?

I don't know, because those feelings are also eaten by the hollow, as an abandoned child to protect the photos in his arms.

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Thanks to the evil ruffian and Shake S I for the reward.