"That's amazing, another me. ”

Suddenly, a second Zhao Yingkong's voice came from the space that was bombarded by the soul shock wave: "I didn't expect that with your current realm, you can also use such self-created skills, is it really that I am too confident......?"

Immediately out of it was the second Zhao Yingkong, who was unscathed, and she looked no different from before, but her face was slightly paler. This Zhao Yingkong smiled and said, "Huh...... It's dangerous, it's dangerous, but fortunately, the light of my mind is annihilated, and if the amount is sufficient, anything can be annihilated, including the light of the other party's mind. If I hadn't used my soul light in time, I might have been killed on the spot by your move. Really, do we have that much hatred?"

Zhao Yingkong didn't answer her words, just took a few deep breaths, and then held back her blurred vision, barely stood up, and put on a fighting posture again, not even wanting to say a word.

"Alas...... Really, it's not like me at all, it's another me. ”

The other Zhao Yingkong sighed and walked straight over, lightly dodging Zhao Yingkong's already weak attack, and then put a finger on her forehead: "...... Really, what are you doing so desperately, I don't want to hurt you, the soul injury is very difficult to recover, and if you burn your soul like this, I will be very painful, stupid. ”

Zhao Yingkong wanted to resist, but with that finger, not only did she have the power to warm her entire body, but also countless information and memories, which she had never had......

As a child, he was thrown into a desert island by a group of old men of the Assassin family......

Memories of living with brothers and sisters of the same generation, fighting each other......

The memory of living with the people closest to him, his brother Zhao Weikong and his sister Zhao Ruikong......

And, due to an accident, Zhao Ruikong completely fell into the memory of a state of demons......

Zhao Ruikong controlled her and killed the memories of her brothers and sisters on the island......

Brother Zhao Yingkong chose to carry everything, carrying the memory of killing his sister Zhao Ruikong and living......

"Sister, don't blame my brother, I told my brother before that there may be a demon living at the bottom of my sea of knowledge, and if this demon is allowed to come out, everyone I cherish may be killed by her. If that happens, let me sleep peacefully...... I'll pray for my sister in my dreams, so please don't blame my brother, the only person he loves the most has always been his sister......"

"Sister, you are already too close to the fourth-order intermediate heart demon, I will suck all your tyrannical consciousness away, and I will also seal all your memories about me, as well as everyone's memories about this incident, sister...... Woo, I can't bear my sister, I really want to be with my sister all the time......"

———————You've all seen that, so I won't go into details———————

When Zhao Yingkong woke up from that large part of her memory, she found that she was still in the same place where she had fought before, while the other Zhao Yingkong was sitting on the railing, looking at the sunset that was about to set. When she found out that she was awake, the other Zhao Yingkong turned her head and smiled at her, and then walked over.

"How are you waking up? Do you feel uncomfortable? We are the same person, there should be nothing wrong with this method of memory transmission......

Looking at the other Zhao Yingkong's concerned expression, Zhao Yingkong seemed to have a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start, and finally could only whisper: "...... It's tiring to carry that memory, right?"

“…… Well, it's very tiring, otherwise I wouldn't have closed my heart. The other Zhao Yingkong heard this, and the smile that had been hanging on her face disappeared, and she lowered her head and said.

There was another long silence, and after a long time, another Zhao Yingkong sighed and said, "Whether you believe it or not, the purpose of creating your place in the first place is really that I want to die, or at least I have been asleep, I don't want to face him again...... You must have acquired these memories, right? ”

"Is it for this to create me......" Zhao Yingkong rubbed his brows, his face was gloomy: "Although this is your initial idea, in the end, you still regard me as your support for overcoming your demons, just a sub-personality for you to absorb, like this, such a ......"

Zhao Yingkong muttered to himself for a long time, but still didn't say the next words, but the two can almost be said to have a heart-to-heart connection, and Zhao Yingkong, who has the main personality, naturally knows what she didn't say: "This is really an accident, I didn't know that after our two consciousnesses are fused together, we can break through to the fourth intermediate level, the heart demon is you, and the heart demon is also me, although this way of breaking through the heart demon is tricky, but it is also extremely dangerous." I didn't create you to absorb you. ”

"But it's useless to say this, you are far stronger than me, and this is originally your body, your memory, you are the real Zhao Yingkong...... And I'm just an impostor. ”

Zhao Yingkong looked up at the sky, and tears involuntarily flowed from his eyes: "There is a reason for the battle, my battles so far are all to kill Zhao Yukong and live with hatred for him......"

"I hate him only because someone wants me to hate him...... I'm just an avenger who lives pathetically with hatred that doesn't belong to me. ”

Although there has been a vague speculation about this truth for a long time, when it was really revealed, Zhao Yingkong still felt a sense of loneliness and unwillingness from the depths of his heart. But so what, I'm just a sub-personality, a superfluous existence......

“…… Do you remember what Yang Yun said to you?"

But unexpectedly, another Zhao Yingkong said: "Just like you said, you are burdened with hatred that does not belong to you...... But he also said that hatred is like a poisonous weed, if someone plants it in your heart, it will take root in your heart, it is not born in your heart. ”

"People have feelings, that's why they have hatred, and hatred is acquired, so everyone can hate others. You will, so will I, and everyone will. That's why you hate Zhao Fukong wrongly, and you live so painfully...... But only love can never love the wrong person. ”

"Say what you mean by yourself, another me...... Do you like him?"

Facing another Zhao Yingkong's serious eyes, Zhao Yingkong's mind recalled all kinds of experiences since entering the world of horror movies, from the first life and death battle, to the first time he fought side by side with his partner, to injury, to death, and then to being resurrected, basically Yang Yun was by his side......

Thinking about it carefully, the time she has entered the world of reincarnation is not much longer than her days in the real world, but every bit she has spent with Yang Yun seems to be happier and sweeter than the previous days. That trivial past, in retrospect, is more precious than anything valuable......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yingkong did not hesitate any longer, and replied directly: "Yes......"

“…… I like him, more than anyone else in the world!"