"We are not the gods of your mouth, and we do not have the supernatural powers of the gods." After a long time, He Jia'er and the women saw that the leader of the snow monsters was still unable to kneel for a long time, so they sighed lightly and stretched out their hands to help them up, "You guys get up first, we don't know if the person in the painting, and the person we know, are the same person." ”

The girls are accustomed to the etiquette of modern society, and they really feel uncomfortable with the number of bows to these snow monsters at every turn.

And in their subconscious, they also feel that although the person in the painting is very similar to Lin Bai, the temperament of the two is completely different, the person in the painting is like a sharp sword that is not contaminated with dust, and Lin Bai is more like a spring breeze that comes from the face and makes people shudder. People can be alike, but temperament cannot be changed so easily.

However, what they can't understand is that how can there be such a similar person in the world, so similar that if the difference between the two temperaments is omitted, and then the person in this painting is changed to a set of modern clothes, even the women who are extremely familiar with Lin Bai may not be able to tell whether this portrait is Lin Bai or another person hundreds of years ago.

"The gods are not winter snow, how can there be exactly the same people, don't coax us anymore, you are the gods." When the leader of the snow monster heard He Jiaer's words, he shook his head again and again, knocked his head on the ground, and said: "The gods have abandoned our snow monster clan for hundreds of years, and we are thinking about the kindness of the gods every day. ”

After doing it for a long time, I still have this Rausch snow curtain cave in my heart! Although the words of the snow monster leader were subtle, the little black cat and the girls could not hear the deep meaning of the snow monster leader's words, and they couldn't help but secretly slander in their hearts.

"You have lived in this snow curtain cave for hundreds of years, and it has become your breeding place, and we will leave in the future, this place is still yours." He Jia'er chuckled and replied, then looked at the portrait again, and said slowly, "Do you know who painted this painting for your god?" ”

"I don't know, our ancestors just passed on this painting to us, as if it was brought by the gods themselves." When the leader of the snow monster heard that the girls had no intention of touching the snow curtain cave, his face suddenly showed a touch of joy that could not be concealed, and after slowly getting up, he shook his head and said.

When the women heard this, they were immediately silent again, but the doubts on their faces became more and more serious. This painting is really weird to the extreme, and the appearance of the person in the painting and Lin Bai is even more similar to the extreme, and even the girls feel that even if Liu Huiyun, who raised Lin Bai and grew up, is here, I am afraid that they will not be able to tell the difference between the two from the appearance alone.

"Could this portrait be Lin Bai's ancestor?" Shen Xiaoyi looked at the painting for a long time, and then said suspiciously.

"Probably not, although the appearance of blood relatives will be extremely similar, but it is impossible to be so similar." He Jiaer shook his head slowly, his eyes fixed on the person in the painting, and muttered to himself; "Who are you, why are you so similar to Lin Bai?"

The snow monster leader's hand trembled slightly, and the painting swayed slightly, and the person in the painting seemed to come to life, with a faint smile on his face, staring at the women, just like Lin Bai looked at the women in the past. However, for the women, although the appearance and expression are similar, there is a thick coldness in the depths of the eyes of this portrait.

It was a kind of cold to the bones, a kind of cold that broke through the red dust, and there was endless war intent in the heart, as if the whole person was carved out of ice and snow, and even made people feel that if the person in the painting came to life, he would definitely rise in the wind, go straight to the nine heavens, and poke out a big hole in the blue sky above his head.

Feeling the cold fighting intent of the people in this painting, the women finally understood why this cave was named Snow Curtain Cave by him, I am afraid that what the people in this painting think is to be like the Monkey King, wave a thousand sticks, and clear the universe!

What is going on with all this, what kind of barrier is there in the hearts of the people in this painting, so that there will be such a monstrous war intent, and even this war intent is so cold that when you look at this portrait, you can feel the cold across time and space!

"Qinglian ......" At this moment, the little black cat who had been staring at the portrait and was silent for a long time suddenly opened his mouth, and there was a thick horror between the words, as if he thought of something unbelievable!

Qinglian? Hearing the words of the little black cat, the girls were stunned for a moment, and then looked at the portrait, wanting to see what Qinglian looked like on the portrait, which would make the little black cat so out of shape. But no matter how carefully the girls looked at it, they didn't see any trace of the green lotus from the portrait, and they didn't even see the appearance of a single flower.

But for some reason, when they heard the name Qinglian, the girls always felt a little familiar in their hearts, as if they had heard it somewhere, but they didn't remember where they had heard it!

"What Qinglian, why didn't we see it?" Xia Xiaoqing looked at the painting frame in surprise for a long time, then turned his head and asked the little black cat suspiciously, but as soon as the words came out, he saw the horror in the depths of the little black cat's eyes, but his heart suddenly moved, and he said in a deep voice; "Xiao Hei, do you mean that the person in this painting is called Qinglian?"

The girls were stunned when they heard this, and then their eyes converged on the little black cat. They have been looking for Lin Bai for so long, and they have endured all the hardships, and now that they have encountered such a strange thing, how can they let the little black cat be as vague as usual, the eyes of the women are like a sharp sword, as if they want to see through all the secrets in the depths of the little black cat's heart!

"You're not wrong, if I'm not mistaken, the person in this painting should be Qinglian!" The eyes of the women made the little black cat shiver down its spine, it knew that if it didn't take out some dry goods today, it might not be perfunctory, so it smiled bitterly: "Do you still remember those voices from the sky when Lin Bai was sealing the Immortal Gate that day?" ”

When the women heard this, the depths of their eyes suddenly froze, and the chill became more and more pressing. After the little black cat mentioned this, they really remembered why the name of this Qinglian was so familiar. When Lin Bai was sealing the Immortal Gate that day, just as he was about to complete his work, the immortal who had crossed through from the Immortal Gate, after seeing Lin Bai, did claim that he was Qinglian!

Not only the immortal, but even the mysterious voices that appeared later also called Lin Bai Qinglian. That voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, spread all over the world, and was also firmly remembered by several women, who regarded the owner of those voices as a lifelong enemy! It's just that I've been looking for Lin Bai for a year now, and I didn't think of these words for a while when I was tired.

You need to know that according to the descriptions of those who watched the battle at that time, at the last moment, Lin Bai's body was indeed broken, and finally turned into a green lotus born in the sea of blood, and those immortals even called Lin Bai as a green lotus again and again!

Could it be that this so-called Qinglian is really the same person as Lin Bai, or that so-called Qinglian, a projection in this life, or more precisely, a reincarnation, and it is precisely for this reason that the two are so similar? !

Thinking of this, the women couldn't dare to continue thinking about it, they couldn't believe that the lover who treated them like a pearl in the palm of their hands in the past, and did not hesitate to do anything for them to be a knife, would be another person!

Even they had some faint doubts, could it be that after experiencing the catastrophe of the Immortal Gate, Lin Bai would completely turn into Qinglian and cut off the bond with Hongchen! It is precisely because of this change that he has not had any information so far!

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! He Jiaer and Xia Xiaoqing shook their heads heavily, their faces were full of doubt and disbelief, staring at the little black cat tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Hei, what is going on?" ”

"I don't know, I don't know why......" The little black cat shook her head slowly, her eyes full of confusion.

Although it was determined that Lin Bai was the Chosen One from the very beginning, the Chosen One was just a description of those inherited memories in its mind, and it couldn't say exactly what the Chosen One was and what it was going to do!

But now under this strange portrait, it even faintly began to have a glimmer of enlightenment in its heart, a glimmer of enlightenment that made it feel frightened. Could it be that the so-called Chosen One is talking about the reincarnation of Qinglian, and Lin Bai is actually just a carrier, and what dominates everything for him is actually the Qinglian who doesn't know what is in the dark......

But all this is just conjecture at this time, it can't be confirmed at all, and it doesn't want to be confirmed! At this moment, it just wanted to rush back to the old man as soon as possible, the old man's memory inheritance should be more complete than it, maybe it could tell it what all this was about, and what kind of secret there was between the Chosen One and Qinglian.

"Little Black ......" Seeing that the little black cat was silent for a long time, He Jiaer spoke slowly, but after she saw the doubt in the depths of the little black cat's eyes, she also understood, I'm afraid the little black cat couldn't figure out the reason for this, and after sighing softly, she didn't ask again.

"Sister Jia'er, is Lin Bai Qinglian, and is Qinglian Lin Bai?" Seeing this, Shen Xiaoyi only felt that he was at a loss in his heart to the extreme, reached out and held He Jiaer's soft little hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Is it that Lin Bai doesn't want us anymore?" ”

"Lin Bai is Lin Bai, he will not be anyone, and he will not become anyone!" He Jiaer gently clenched Shen Xiaoyi's hand and said softly: "I believe in Lin Bai, he won't want us, it's just that he can't find us now!" ”

"If that bastard really becomes someone else and really doesn't want us anymore, then we have to find that person and ask him why he treats us like this, and what is he doing all this for?" Ning Huanyan gritted her teeth and threw down a few cruel words, but anyone could see the panic and confusion in the depths of her eyes, as well as the deep and incomparably deep affection.

Lin Bai, where are you? What's going on with all this? Looking at the lifelike portrait, He Jiaer muttered in his heart.