"I believe in ghosts and gods, and I believe they should exist, but I haven't seen them. He didn't laugh because the voice didn't sound like a joke.

"Do you believe that you have something to do with the immortals?" the voice heard the words of the broken cocoon, and his tone relaxed, and he asked again.

Breaking the cocoon is stunned again, where is this?

It's one thing to believe that there are immortals, but how can it have anything to do with yourself? Do you want to tell him the story of Nuwa's creation of man?

Just as he didn't know what to say, the voice rang out again.

"Do you believe that you are destined to commit a curse?" the voice became heavy, with a hint of regret.

"Heavenly Evil Lone Star?" can only break the cocoon and almost "hehe".

"Have you ever had someone very close to you?" the voice seemed to be unbelieving, and suddenly it became a little cold.

The golden sky instantly darkened and grayed. There were no clouds, but they were like black clouds covering the ground, as if a storm was coming.

At the same time, Breaking the Cocoon suddenly felt a lot of pressure enveloping him, like the kind of pressure after diving dozens of meters underwater.

The pressure weighed him down, and he could barely move his fingers. It's not dangerous, but it's hard.

I don't know why the other party suddenly changed his face, and I am a Tiansha Lone Star, what does it have to do with you, is it worth your way?

Hey, what the other party said seems to be right.

Breaking the cocoon came back to his senses at this time, and his brain turned quickly to find that in the past eighteen years, he didn't seem to have a very close relationship.

In the past, he put it down to his own personality, because personality problems made it difficult for him to fit in with other people. In the same way, it is difficult for others to make him accept it sincerely. What's more, he didn't think about making any friends in the past.

Is this subconscious rejection or fate? Thinking of this, I was suddenly shocked in my heart.

"Is it true that as he said, I am related to the immortals? and I am also destined to commit the Heavenly Evil Lone Star?

Breaking the cocoon is extremely calm and considers the problem very comprehensively, except for the occasional outburst. At this time, following the other party's train of thought, he had a feeling of sinking.

Listening to the voice, he knew that it was an old man or the endorsement of an electronic dog. He had never heard this voice before, and certainly did not know the old man. But he knew that this old man must know himself, at least himself.

So here's the problem. I grew up in an orphanage, and I am still only a junior magician's assistant, and my growth process is extremely ordinary and bland.

There is nothing shining in society that can be paid attention to, so how can this old man know or know himself?

Taking a step back, excluding the electronic dog, even if this old man already exists in his own reality, then he should also belong to the category of a great magician, or at least a top senior magician.

And these two kinds of people can't be at the level that they can get into, and they can't have such relatives.

Who the hell is he?

"You don't care who I am. The old man's voice sounded again, his voice calm, and the coldness was still there.

So, gray or gray, repressive is still depressing. It's just that there seems to be a crack in the gray sky, and there is a golden leak down, shooting on the broken cocoon.

Like a sword!

"I have no mission for you. I don't have any interest in your life or death. The old man's voice was colder.

"Even if you become a duck!" Inexplicably, as if he was being pulled by something, his voice was a little trembling, and a little angry!

The "duck ......" broke through the cocoon like a lightning strike, his heart ached, and his clear eyes suddenly turned blood-red, like a monster about to mutate.

The dream of the duck began to appear ten years ago, especially in the past five years, almost two or three times a month, becoming clearer and clearer, as if real.

All along, he wondered why he always had such dreams. What do those ducks represent? What do those two people who can't see clearly represent?

Now, he finally knew why this old man knew him and why he appeared in front of him. Well, he was either dreaming the same thing, or he knew something about ducks.

However, the old man's next sentence made him unable to suppress his originally extremely fluctuating state of mind at the moment, and even his body trembled.

"Back then, I was their designated 'duck', and now you are the same. The old man's tone seemed solemn, like the leaves blown off by the wind in early winter.

"This 'back then', hehe, seems to be three hundred years ago. The old man's voice was like a hammer again, smashing the cocoon's broken heart, making his heart tremble, tender on the outside and scorched on the inside.

"Three hundred years ago? This person was three hundred years ago?" Only at this time did he know what it was incredible!

In today's society, science and technology are very developed, but the average age of people is only about 75 years old.

300 years old?...... Are you kidding?

Hey, that's right, isn't it common in fantasy novels that there are masters thousands of years ago who hide a wisp of remnant soul in something, wait for someone destined to wake up, and then pretend to be forced together?

But according to the meaning of this old man's words, this should be a kind of fairyman. But in my current era, it should be considered an urban ability.

The thought flashed through the cocoon's mind.

"So...... You are ...... "break the cocoon and believe in ghosts and gods, and you are not afraid of ghosts and gods, but now you really can't come back to your senses."

Because, it's also about yourself!

Three hundred years ago, it should be around the forty-eighth year of Kangxi, that is to say, this old man was a person who lived in the Qing Dynasty.

"Me?" the old man sighed lightly, his voice was far away, like coming from the sky, "When I was eighteen years old, I became the imperial magician of Lord Kangxi, and after the age of twenty, I was chased and killed by unknown people and fled to the end of the world. That's when I realized that I was just a pawn in the hands of the big guys......"

From the old man's mouth, Breaking the Cocoon finally knew the ins and outs of something, and now he can't be described as incredible, but shocked!

Very shocked!

More than 300 years ago, the old man was also like the current cocoon, with a strong talent, at the age of sixteen, he was the champion of martial arts at that time, and at the age of eighteen, he became a four-rank guard with a knife in the Forbidden City.

Moreover, his "hobby" - ancient magic - also made him stand out in the court, and the princes and ministers would invite him every happy day, and later became the imperial magician of Kangxi.

On the surface, it looks extremely beautiful, but what can be compared to it is the fate of heaven!