Chu Feng knew where he must have heard this voice, but he didn't know whose voice he heard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But it shouldn't be a person that Chu Feng is familiar with, otherwise how could Chu Feng not remember who she is?

Chu Feng spat out another mouthful of blood, and quickly poured the elixir he had just refined into his mouth like a jelly bean that didn't need money.

After a long time, Chu Feng gradually stopped vomiting blood, his viscera gradually healed, and his flesh and bones came back together.

Chu Feng was now seriously injured and no longer dared to act at will, so he didn't act immediately, but sat down in the white mist and began to recuperate his injuries.

It wasn't until Chu Feng thought that his injuries were more than half healed, that he didn't waste any more time, but stood up again and walked out following the wolf's howl.

Chu Feng entered the white mist this time, and he not only saw the young man, but also a woman.

It was an ordinary-looking woman, walking with the handsome young man, very incommensurate.

But Chu Feng inexplicably felt that the woman's appearance was ...... There seems to be a faint sense of familiarity, too.

The woman took the man's hand and walked through the valley, and after they walked for a while, the man suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Chu Feng was standing, and said softly, "I feel a familiar ...... Breath...... I...... But I can't remember......"

Chu Feng also looked at the man, the man's eyes were wrapped in strips of cloth, but it seemed to be an abyss, which made Chu Feng feel extremely heavy.

The woman also turned her head to look in Chu Feng's direction, but she didn't seem to be able to see Chu Feng, she just glanced at it slightly, and then turned around and said, "Then don't think about it." ”

The voice...... That's right, it's the voice that made Chu Feng feel like he heard it just now, this woman...... If I've been here, how could I have heard her voice in the outside world?

The woman and the young man held hands and disappeared into the white mist, leaving only a silent and empty valley.

Chu Feng silently retreated into the white mist again, and he finally knew that what he had repeatedly entered was not a valley at all, but some fragments of memory.

It was a creature imprisoned in this white mist, and the memories that belonged to it were stripped away into countless fragments, scattered in the white mist.

No matter how you go, as long as you touch the fragment of that memory, you will fall into its memory.

Of course, it is also possible that it is not a fragment of memory, but a fragment of time and space.

The stories that once played out in that valley were forcibly extracted from its time and space, scattered in this white mist, and then touched into it would also fall into the time and space it represented.

Chu Feng suddenly felt a creep, and he quickly retreated into the white mist, thinking with some trepidation about who would set up such a battle here, and what he was doing.

Driven by curiosity, Chu Feng repeated the process of walking out of the white mist and retreating into the white mist again and again, tirelessly.

Every time he is very cautious, but sometimes he is still attacked by the silver wolf that suddenly appears, but fortunately, he will not leave the white fog too far every time, and although the silver wolf has sharp teeth, it can easily tear his skin, but at the same time, these silver wolves themselves are not strong.

So every time, even if Chu Feng will pay some price, but in the end, there is only a danger.

Nine times out of ten times I left the White Mist and entered the imprisoned valley, and nine times I saw wolves gnawing and entering it, probably all of whom had died after entering the fragments before.

And the man sat on the boulder in such a daze, his eyes had recovered, but they were full of confusion.

But what puzzled Chu Feng was that he never saw the little wolf again.

Another time out of ten, it was often the young man who had not yet healed his eyes, and sometimes he would walk around and talk with that woman in the valley, but most of the time it was meaningless, he just sat on the boulder and watched indifferently, only when Chu Feng entered the valley, he would look at Chu Feng, with a blank and confused expression.

Chu Feng sometimes thinks about a very ridiculous topic, if he dies in those time and space or the fragments of memory, then is he dead in the past, or in the present?

Chu Feng can't solve this problem, and there is no way to solve it.

But Chu Feng suddenly thought of another possibility, what would happen if he forcibly took the people who were supposed to die out of the valley when he entered the fragments of memory or time and space?

This conjecture was very bold, so bold that Chu Feng was suddenly startled.

But he thought it was a good idea to try, because it would be an interesting idea and one worth trying.

It's just that this doomed him to have to face that young man, even though he was very reluctant to face that young man.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, followed the wolf's howl again, and walked out of the white mist, he saw a middle-aged man, and there was still a breath, and there were several silver wolves gathered around him.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate at all, he opened his fastest speed in an instant, and didn't pay attention to the young man sitting on the boulder, because he never made a move himself, Chu Feng almost rushed to the man's side in a flash of lightning.

He reached out to touch the man, but his hand ran over the man's body - the man had no substance, unlike the men in the valley, the silver wolf, these people had no body.

Chu Feng was then startled, and without any further hesitation, his figure rose and fell a few times, and in a moment, he rushed into the white mist on the opposite side and dissipated in it.

Chu Feng gasped for breath in the white mist, glad that he hadn't made any hesitation just now.

What has happened in the past, even if you enter that time and space, can't you change it?

Chu Feng thought a little sneeringly, but why was that young man aware of himself, why were those silver wolves also aware of himself, and even the young man would let out a burst of muttering from time to time saying that he was "familiar with the breath".

Because these are all projections of that young man's consciousness, can he forcibly get involved even if it is what happened in the past?

Chu Feng was a little puzzled, if he didn't get out of this white mist all the time, what would happen?

Chu Feng shook his head and dispelled his somewhat boring thoughts, because if he didn't come out of this white mist all the time, he would starve to death here sooner or later, and this was something that no one could change.

Chu Feng could only walk out of the white mist again and walk towards the valley, but this time was different from every time in the past.

This time he saw something very interesting - he saw himself.

He saw himself turn into a streamer and rush into the white mist, and he heard the man whisper softly, "This feeling is so familiar...... I feel it like I've felt it somewhere......."

Chu Feng was suddenly stunned, and he was enveloped by an even more powerful chill.

He retreated into the white mist, and it suddenly occurred to him that it was all an endless cycle of death, for every time he had close contact with the young man, the man would say something like "familiar breath", except once.

That was the first time he had contact with Chu Feng in the true sense of the word, in terms of the chronological order of the man—the time when he had just been gouged out and sat under the boulder.

This familiar aura should refer to Chu Feng.

The first time he met Chu Feng, he naturally wouldn't say that Chu Feng's breath was familiar.

But just now, it was Chu Feng's first contact with the man at the time, and at this time, the man said, "This feeling is so familiar."

Chu Feng had never been in contact with a man before, how could he say that this aura was familiar?

So is it Chu Feng or that young man who is out of time?

It's really hard to explain such a thing.

Because for Chu Feng, his time is coherent and unbroken, and he thinks his memory is reliable.

But isn't that the case for the man?

In the farthest part of his memory, it was his first encounter with Chu Feng, so it was completely logical to say something like that in the situation just now.

So whose memory is stripped away?

And who is trapped in an endless loop?

Chu Feng really couldn't figure it out, maybe it was the young man, maybe it was himself, maybe all this was just his own imagination, he didn't wake up from the disturbance brought to him by the white mist as he thought.

Chu Feng was a little annoyed, the formless but real things were more terrifying and terrifying than those substances that had actual forms.

Because they don't know anything about it, they will naturally have no precautions, and they will easily fall into their manipulation and fiddling.

If you repeat this again, you will not find any breakthrough at all, and you must think of a way to break this deadlock in the safest way.

But what can be done?

Chu Feng groaned slightly, using space against time, and using time against space are two common methods of space-time confrontation, but now, time and space are fragmented existences.

When entering any fragment of time and space, the length of time and the breadth of space are not enough to resist each other, and naturally there is no way to start.

Chu Feng suddenly thought of another possibility, he didn't know what this possibility would be, but it was probably his only chance.

This is also the only breakthrough that Chu Feng can think of, although it will also derive a series of contradictions because of this, but it is not impossible to solve it logically.

Since it can be solved logically, it means that none of this is impossible.

Since it can happen, it's worth giving it a try.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and strode towards the white mist.

If a person has appeared in the memory of the present, then he should not die in the memory of the past.

If a person has died in the memories of the past, then he will not have the next memories.

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