"Get out, don't show me this, what the hell are you for, the person who almost made me die last time is also you. "I was deeply tormented by the vague fragments in my mind, and I suddenly remembered the same situation in the past.

The images that came back to my mind at that time were not much different from those that appear today. The same woman's figure, the same picture situation, and of course, the face that can't be seen clearly. Last time, that person's voice seemed to be the man he is now, so do I really have some indescribable connection with him?

I roared loudly, and my body gradually collapsed uncontrollably towards the ground. That man used to be called "Lan Yi", but this man called me "half-human, half-demon and half-immortal". Just as I was wondering if the two were the same person, the man's voice lingered unsuspectingly.

"Are you wondering who I am? Who was the one who set the trap for you that day? Hehe, don't think about it, let me tell you, that person is also related to my son. The man's words relieved a little confusion in my heart, but they still failed to dispel the embarrassment of my situation from beginning to end.

If these scattered and vague images fill my mind, I will probably fall into madness because of it, if not death. I pressed my heart, and the verbal roar also made a little more momentum, compared to the previous body, now I have to snort weakly and coldly.

What kind of origin did I provoke these two people who were related to me and were bent on torturing me? I can't figure it out, and I can't analyze it clearly, but the person in front of me is related to the person who set up the "dream circle" last time. But there is one thing that I am right, and the two of them must have had their minds not to make me feel better.

"Hey, Ben Gongzi has just had a little fun, and you don't seem to be able to hold it anymore? Uninteresting and uninteresting. Seeing that I was clutching my chest, almost dying, the man finally opened his mouth and gave me an answer.

It turned out that he had not heard the initial complaints and screams. He just liked to hide in the shadows, quietly examining my pain, watching me succumb to his knees.

"Have you forgotten those memories of the past?" As the man asked, he slashed a glimmer of light forward with one hand. I call it light because I can almost see it penetrate my body.

When the light seeped in, I didn't feel any pain, but my mind was much more relaxed. Without the torture of those fragments, the scene in front of me seems to be brighter. It was really inappropriate for me to hold myself on the ground, to straighten my body slightly, and to always look up at the man in the darkness in such a posture.

"Answer! After seeing the pictures that were sent into your memory gate, how many points of the past do you still remember? The man's sharp questioning filled my ears. I found a place to lean and stood up straight, and then walked forward, spying on me, regardless of where he was.

"If you don't answer, do you, then continue?" The man's threatening words came faintly, and I knew that he was the kind of person who could do what he said. "Answer, I answer, I still do it at this time." My eyes were condensed, and my eyebrows were covered with determination, and after receiving my answer, the man made several strange sounds, which were like the sneer of the Rakshasa Taiping, and the cry of the Infernal Hell.

"Answer, your knowledge, my son quite appreciates it." The man laughed, and I quietly stood up when I heard that voice. I shuddered violently, then adjusted my tone and gathered my thoughts.

"I don't remember this memory of what you said, even if you use the so-called fragments, whether you should exist or not, no matter how many times you show me." With that, I looked at every place around me. I don't know what he is, but my eyes can always catch his subtle actions.

"Okay, there is some truth, but looking at the way you are tortured, this son can experience the feeling of being happy." When the man spoke, his tone was full of pride. Such a man can't help but make me guess the origin of his relationship.

What kind of grudge can make a person's hatred so thorough and so profound?

"You can torture you or have fun, but can you give me a reason to be willing to suffer? Is it because you hate me so much about the so-called "old days", or is it because you simply want to enjoy the pleasure of torturing people? "I questioned him with a calm face, and I was not afraid of his bad words." These trivial explanations, wait until you meet the man who mistook me for me. With such a simple sentence, he could put an end to one of my questions, how arrogant and unconcerned about the temperament of others.

Seeing that I had solved the physical accusations and had nothing to talk about with him, I had the idea of leaving. Suddenly, I remembered the woman he had mentioned with me, and I asked him another question.

"Since you don't want to tell me the reason for torturing me, what about that woman, can you tell me where that woman is?" The man didn't speak for a long time, and his figure inexplicably reappeared in his field of vision.

I saw his face and body being exposed to the continuous air step by step, and my heart suddenly felt a tight feeling of being crushed by a heavy stone.

"That's fine, you can do it." With that, the man chuckled and walked forward. Seeing his attitude change suddenly, I was a little suspicious, but my footsteps still followed him.

We stopped in front of an inner chamber, and there was no disturbing noise in it. "Here, here the woman is." As soon as the man's words fell, he made a gesture with me to "please enter the urn".

I looked at his face suspiciously, but I couldn't find a trace of affection on his face.

"Let's go in, do you want this son to remind me a few times?" The man noticed my gaze, and the words followed, and I considered it for a while, but I cautiously pierced a small hole in the paper window that had been printed on the door.

Looking inward through the hole, I really saw a woman lying quietly in the collapse. Her side face was distinguishable, and in a matter of seconds, I knew who she was.

Isn't this the Huan Huan who is good friends with me in the house? Why did she bring me here......

"What's the matter, don't you worry, don't you think it's my son who has deceived you?" Suddenly the man appeared behind me, and with a push of his hand, I entered the room with my face against the door.

My face was over the cold wood, and my heart was cold. Judging by the current situation, I am really in a dilemma. One is because my strength is far from enough to resist the man, and the other is because Huan Huan is now lying on the couch and losing her mind.

"Don't worry, she's just sleeping temporarily, and besides, for such ordinary people, this son has no interest in torturing her." Although the man's words were not listened to, they finally relieved a little melancholy in my heart.

Huan Huan just slept, not tortured like me. This is a reassuring reality for me.

"Okay, you can take people away today, and this son will not stop you two, my kindness is great, but I only make an exception for you alone." The man pointed to the woman on the couch and looked at me slightly.

The meaning of his words shocked me with suspicion, but it did not stop me from moving quickly. It's a rare opportunity to evacuate here, and when will this matter be left? Thinking like this, his steps ran towards the bed more quickly.

Now, I have two goals, one is to take Huan Huan away, and the other is to leave here as soon as possible. The purpose is clear, as long as the person does not tamper with his mind, everything is expected. (To be continued.) )