Li Yuanhao heard a voice answering, forcibly suppressed the excitement and uneasiness in his heart, and it was a female voice in his ears, slightly masculine, giving people a feeling of experience and dryness. In the heavenly burial on earth, there will be heavenly people going down to the mortal world, and occasionally they will spit out two words, but the voice is very mechanical, without the slightest emotion, but although the voice just now is deliberate, it is full of emotion, and it is a human voice.

Slowly stood up, hugged the white velvet in his arms tightly, Li Yuanhao observed the surroundings, those beautiful scenery began to fade, as if encountering the exposed snow, gradually disappeared and dispersed, those pavilions and pavilions, birds and flowers began to fade color, and finally condensed at Li Yuanhao's feet, and finally returned to nothingness, heaven and earth began to return to the original silver white, from top to bottom to left and right are silvery, Li Yuanhao was in it, and his heart had an infinite sense of vanity, only the white velvet in his arms could make her feel a little real.

"Are you so afraid that the world will know your secret?!" Li Yuanhao said to the void.

"It's not that I'm afraid, but it's not necessary, only in the case of ignorance and unknown, the world has the meaning of existence, a world without the meaning of existence should not exist, and it is good for you not to let you know the secrets of the sky. The voice replied.

"It's just high-sounding self-deceptive words, in that case, why don't you show up?" asked Li Yuanhao.

"Li Yuanying, you don't need to check my location in a tentative tone, because you will never be able to copy me. The voice said, "However, since you have asked, I can tell you that even if I appear, you will not find the answer, but will have more doubts." ”

"Don't act like you know me well, you are not omnipotent, although you are high. Li Yuanhao said.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then said, "I have to admit what you said, I am indeed not omnipotent, but I am the one who knows you best!"

"Yes, by the acacia tree of the world, where there is no acacia tree, what do you know about me?"

"Childish, you think that we only rely on the acacia tree to understand and see the world, we rely on something more profound. The voice said, "Since you want to know how well we know you, let's show you how well we know you!"

Suddenly, a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Li Yuanhao, and the cloud of smoke was colorful and constantly changing shapes, as if sketching a picture.

Li Yuanhao looked at it fixedly, and gradually saw the scene of the picture, it was a heavy snowy day, the snow was flying all over the sky, a girl was hiding under the bed, biting the corner of her clothes, not daring to make the slightest sound, alarming the heavenly people above Jiupin who entered Beijing at the same time.

As soon as the picture turned, the Tantai State Fan walked into Cining Palace, and in front of Li Yuanying, he killed Li Yuanhao and Li Xiuce, Li Yuanying was so frightened that tears rolled in her eyes, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

In the next picture, she took the infant child from the Empress Dowager's hand, pinched the child's face, pressed her cheek against the child's brow, and said to herself: "You will be called Xiuce in the future, okay?"

She was dressed in a dragon robe, standing behind the screen of the Taihe Palace, trembling because of fear, before the palace, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs shouted long live, she held on to the dragon chair beside her, so that she did not collapse and fall.

She saw Su Qian'er and Suo Rou standing in front of her, one trying to hold her arm, but she pulled out her arm without a trace and smiled awkwardly.

She saw Mr. Kong coming from the night sky and the breeze, and Tsing Yi smiled: "I will be your husband in the future." She saw Nan Huairen, who was holding up the rattan high, blowing his beard and glaring: "I want to teach you a good lesson, a disobedient student." ”

She saw the drunken Wu Qingyuan holding her to sleep in the Taihe Palace, and then his figure disappeared on the side of the clouds.

She saw the wind and thunder in front of the Taihe Palace, igniting the three purple golden lotuses in her body, absorbing thousands of breaths, and the determination to exchange death for death with the Tai Domain.

She saw the fireworks over the Wu Mansion, the joy of Yuqing's marriage into the Wu Mansion, and she could only hide in the palace, saying to herself over and over again: "It will pass, it will pass." ”

Bowing his head and closing his eyes, Li Yuanhao rubbed his eyebrows, stopped his tears, the past is vivid, and the past is like a cloud of smoke!

"Li Yuanying, no one knows you better than me, do you want to continue? Taste those sorrows and joys anew, and filter those beautiful and regrets anew?"

Li Yuanhao opened his eyes and pulled his collar, the sadness in his eyes was forcibly suppressed, and only fortitude remained: "Go on!"

The colorful cloud of smoke continued to change, repeating every step Li Yuanhao had taken.

The sound of reading aloud in Yuelu Academy, the bursts of wheat waves behind the mountain, the high-pitched mountain songs, and the candle lights lit in Tianyi Pavilion.

At the foot of the mountain, the fragrance of Brother Niu's hot and sour noodles wafted from the mountain, the smile of weaving and dyeing in the sun, the blush that Sister Xiao Hai wiped on the palm of her hand, and the sheep intestine path that zigzagged to the academy.

In the Sage Academy, Li Yuanhao stood in front of the dead flower garden, whispering about his thoughts, as well as the clouds and moons that went south to Jiankang City for eight hundred miles!

The tornado cold wind of the Huns in the north, the icy rainstorm under the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and the night sky above the head that seemed to never go to the end, mixed with the blood of Zhao Duling, whimpered loudly in the wind!

The cracked sky of Tai'an City, the twenty-four immortals with golden light, and the figure of Huang Chunfeng rushing into the sky were torn apart by countless rays of light that were not there, and shattered into countless pieces!

Hao Lian's vigorous fist, Hao Lian's flowing sword, Nalan Toya grabbed Huang Chunfeng's saber with her last strength, fell from a high altitude, and turned into a fluttering butterfly!

The wind of early spring, the rain that had just come, the Salesian Bureau in the east of the city, Ding Yi, who was full of white hair, lay motionless in front of Li Yuanhao, she clearly heard the young man constantly shouting, "Big sister, big sister!"

The river in the sky, the breath of the riot, the fierce battle for three days, stretching for hundreds of miles, finally blew up the breath of the Confucius Buddha, and took down the head of the person enshrined in the academy!

On the way to the west, Liu Qing's nine thousand miles, Yu Qing's palm thunder, Zhao Xingtu's sword array, Murong Ke sat in front of Junma Town and disappeared among the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and Murong Feng, who was murderous and half bloody, died at the crossing of the Yellow River!

The donkey who went south, revisited the old place, the god of war from the north, the gentleman from the east, the sword fairy from the west, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Li Yuanhao climbed high and flew!

The smoke clouds in front of him showed the road that Li Yuanhao had walked one by one, and finally became the shape of a door.

"Li Yuanying, you have come to this point, and now there are two paths to take, one is to step through this gate, I will tell you the truth, and the other is to return to Tai'an City......"

Before the voice was finished, Li Yuanhao had already stepped into the door.

A long sigh rang out in the air.

Before Li Yuanhao could stand still, a coercion had already arrived, and with a bang, she was smashed to the ground.