Jupiter pressed Ye Xiaoling's shoulder and comforted her: "Ugly girl, don't be sad. All you are is an illusion in the space of dreams. ”

Ye Xiaoling said in a calm voice: "But these are the memories of the deceased, they are really things that happened, right?" We are clear, but we can't change it, and we can't save anyone. ”

Jupiter said earnestly: "It is true that what happened in the past cannot be changed, but the present and the future are in our hands. Those who are alive are still waiting for us to save them! We still have a lot to do! ”

Thinking of Xiaoxian and the Heavenly Tribulation, Ye Xiaoling smiled reluctantly and nodded.

This is a heavy and painful blood history, the army was defeated, and the Qing army entered the Central Plains.

In the past, there were only a few records of this battle in textbooks, but when you came to the scene in person, how could you not sigh with your own eyes?

The heavy scenes of blood history paintings are like fast-forward movies, and the camera flies by.

A turbid mist dispersed, time had passed in a hurry, and the bones of the ancient battlefield had not been collected for a long time, and they were built into a mountain of white bones.

The rancid and black gas was so depressing, that the air was about to freeze.

The lonely souls who died on the battlefield were still crying in despair and fear, turning into a terrible wind.

The black qi that lingered in the bone mountain twisted into hideous grimaces.

Everyone did not dare to stop at the ancient battlefield, and continued to cautiously move westward at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, a hurricane blew, and the devouring power of the ancient battlefield increased a thousand times compared to the original!

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and pay close attention to the movements around them.

The sun is setting, and the air is bitterly cold.

The back of a little boy walked into everyone's sight.

It was a scrawny back, and he walked desolate among the piles of bones, barefoot, ragged, and swaying, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Perhaps it was due to hunger and persecution, the little boy could no longer walk, curled up in his small body, sitting in the pile of corpses, holding his knees, and staring at this miserable world with empty eyes.

The little boy seemed to possess a mysterious devouring power, and the surging black qi gradually condensed around the little boy, forming a vortex.

The remnants of the bones, the fear of dying, the desperate struggle, all the resentment and the black gas turned into madness were all absorbed by the little boy!

Soon, the wind stopped, the hideous black grimace dissipated, and the cold aura of the ancient battlefield also vanished.

The little man regained a little of his spirit, his face was covered with dust, and he still sat in the pile of corpses and bones, staring hopelessly at this bleak world.

That beautiful and young face was so moving, with the mountain of corpses and bones as the background, depressed by the remnants of the blood.

This little boy's every word touches everyone's hearts.

Because he's a fairy!

Except for Xiaomeng, everyone rushed over!

They came here with great difficulty, just to get back the consciousness of the little fairy and bring him back.

"Wait! It's all an illusion! Don't go over! ”

Xiaomeng screamed nervously.

was warned by Xiaomeng like this, everyone paused and stopped in mid-air.

"But this fairy doesn't look like an illusion! Even the breath is the same. ”

Ye Xiaoling said anxiously.

"Xiaomeng, have you seen Xiaoxian in the first dream before?"

Jupiter asked cautiously.

Xiaomeng shook his head: "No! I usually don't see my dad until I go deep into the third dream. Every time I see my father, my father lives happily, and it is definitely not what he is now......"

"Fairy is the master of the dream space, and theoretically he can appear anywhere in this space. Even if his consciousness appeared here, it wouldn't be strange, right? ”

Jupiter Analysis.

"Daddy's consciousness can't stay here. The first dream is all fragments of broken memories, and they are all memories of fear and negative energy in the moment before the person dies. The reason why these things are rejected by Dad's consciousness to the outermost first dream realm is because Dad wants to refine all the good memories and protect his consciousness in the safest third dimension, so that Dad can live forever in a sweet dream without any sorrow and pain. ”

Little Dream Road.

"According to you, even the illusion of the little fairy can't appear here! But that is indeed one of the consciousnesses of the little fairy! I think it's because his consciousness begins to disintegrate, so part of his consciousness escapes from the first dimension. ”

Jupiter speculated unoptimistically: "If my speculation is correct, then it can only mean that Xiaoxian's current situation is very critical." ”

This time, Xiaomeng no longer refutes.

Because Jupiter's speculation makes a lot of sense.

Since the little fairy in front of them may be a wisp of consciousness of the little fairy, not an illusion, everyone cautiously approached again.

Leng Yu rushed out alone, leaving everyone far away, and his eyes approached Xiaoxian.

"Cold rain! Be careful! If disturbed, Xiaoxian's consciousness may be scattered! ”

Jupiter nervously admonished.

"I understand! But I have to go! Fairy has been waiting for me...... Five hundred years ago, I met Xiaoxian in this place at this time, and I befriended him here as brothers, and then brought him back to Blood Butterfly Mountain. ”

Leng Yu said sadly, and had fallen in front of Xiaoxian.

"Will you call me a brother and let me take care of you?"

Leng Yu looked at Xiaoxian with teary eyes and asked in a choked voice.

This sentence, Leng Yu asked Xiaoxian once five hundred years ago.

Time passes, 500 years in a blink of an eye, and we meet again, and things are not people.

Five hundred years ago, Leng Yu had reached the realm of quasi-gods, and the little immortal who lived in the pile of bones in the corpse mountain at a glance was not human...... Just at first glance, Leng Yu's soul was shocked by Xiaoxian.

Although the background is the remnant sun of blood drinking, the pile of corpses and bones, although Xiaoxian is in shabby clothes and covered in dust, he doesn't think Xiaoxian is terrible, he feels that Xiaoxian is the kindest and most beautiful person in this world.

Xiaoxian is a nine-tailed fox who makes a living by absorbing the aura of living beings.

He didn't want to hurt the living, so he wandered on the battlefield and absorbed negative energy.

First, you can satisfy your hunger, and second, you can purify the black qi of madness and resentment.

Black qi is also a type of aura.

It can only be absorbed by the Grim Reaper and the Immortal with the Devouring Physique.

For ordinary human beings, these black qi are the most evil things, if they are possessed and there is no monk to dissolve them, they will definitely die soon.

Leng Yu was moved by Xiaoxian's poignant kindness and loneliness.

Leng Yu has a brother named Tong, both of them are orphans adopted by the master of the Tengluo Palace, but Tong suffers from a hidden disease and dies of illness at a very young age.

In Leng Yu's heart, he has been missing Tong.

Really kind and helpless little fairy, Leng Yu recalled the days when he was a child and took Tong to be displaced in the mortal world, hungry and cold.

Naturally, he took care of Xiaoxian like Kiri.

At that time, Leng Yu was thinking that the Blood Butterfly Mountain where the Blood Butterfly Palace was located had a strong spiritual energy, as long as he brought Xiaoxian to the Blood Butterfly Palace and let him absorb the spiritual energy in the mountain, he didn't need to rely on absorbing the black qi to make a living.

In short, no matter what, Leng Yu just wanted to take Xiaoxian out of this ghost place.

"Come back with me and let me take care of you, okay?"

It's still the same thing, it's still the same mood, but it's been 500 years in the blink of an eye.

A gentle and excited voice echoed in the vast and empty ancient battlefield.

Xiaoxian looked at the cold rain in confusion.

The cold rain is as indifferent as the moon in ancient times, and it is as beautiful as the spirit of war in the dark.

Xiaoxian has never seen such a beautiful person!

Those sincere and gentle eyes are so warm.

With the rain alone, Xiaoxian felt that the world was no longer cold and lonely.

Perhaps, this person can rely on ...... Xiaoxian smiled and nodded.

This is an innocent and demonic smile, obviously smiling, but there are tears shining in the corners of his eyes.

This is the first time that Xiaoxian has laughed since she was born.

He never knew he could laugh.

Like five hundred years ago, Leng Yu spread his arms and hugged Xiaoxian affectionately.

"I'm your big brother Leng! I am back...... We will never be apart again. ”

Leng Yu choked up.

"Brother Leng......"

The little fairy is like a coquettish little animal, meekly nestled in the arms of the cold rain.

He kept chanting this unfamiliar name, as if he was trying to memorize it, and rubbed it in the arms of the cold rain with infinite attachment.

"Brother Leng, my name is Xiaoxian ......"

Fairy whispered her name.

This is just a wisp of consciousness left by Xiaoxian in the ancient battlefield, and he didn't know Leng Yu at that time.

At this moment, everyone is sour.

Leng Yu carefully picked up Xiaoxian and returned to everyone.

Xiaoxian was like a frightened little animal, leaning tightly against Leng Yu, burying his face in Leng Yu's arms, not daring to look at Jupiter and Lan Junxia, and his little body was even trembling slightly.

Xiaoxian only dared to appear in the pile of corpses, because humans thought he was a monster and wanted to beat him, drive him away, and skin him...... Since being born in this world, Leng Yu is the first person to make Xiaoxian feel warm and secure.

After deciding that Leng Yu is his brother, Xiaoxian only believes in Leng Yu, and is wary and afraid of everyone else.

Jupiter's heart was painful and anxious, wanting to get close to Xiaoxian but he was afraid of scaring away this wisp of consciousness.

However, I have finally found a wisp of Xiaoxian's consciousness, as long as I get all of Xiaoxian's consciousness back and let his consciousness return to the soul space, I will be able to resist the power of destruction.

In order to prevent this wisp of consciousness from dissipating, Jupiter carefully sealed the wisp of consciousness of the little fairy in the pendant of the Sky Fox God on Cold Rain's neck.

The pendant can absorb the spiritual power of cold rain and condense the power of faith.

Under the nourishment of the power of faith, this wisp of consciousness can be preserved.

The little fairy in the slowly faded away, and the fairy turned into a wisp of smart light in the pendant, and Leng Yu's eyes were so sad.

Xiao Meng was glad in his heart, but fortunately he didn't ignore his father's consciousness as an illusion...... "Xiaoyu, why did you go to the Shihe Ancient Battlefield back then?" ”

Ye Xiaoling asked curiously.

If the cold rain of the year hadn't met Xiaoxian, everyone wouldn't have had the opportunity to know Xiaoxian.

"Paying tribute to the soul of Han. Although I am a killer and not a good person, at least, I also have Han blood in my blood. ”

Cold rain road.

Ye Xiaoling suddenly realized that Leng Yu's previous life was born in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, but he did not shave his head and keep braids, but always wore traditional Hanfu.

It is just because of the dignity of this Han soul that the two met in the vast world and changed the fate of the two.

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