Zhang Longqian slowly opened her eyes, she looked at the warm memory stone in her hand in a daze, and her expression was distracted.

This is Nangong Piao's memory.

Nangong Piao didn't grow up in the Cang family, so half of what was recorded in the memory stone was what he heard when he had not yet entered the Cang family, and the other half was what he saw with his own eyes after meeting Cang Yan.

"Seeing with your own eyes" means having pictures, and those pictures ...... It's all so cruel that I can't bear to look at it directly.

Just seeing it through the memory stone, Zhang Longqian felt that her heart was about to burst, she had to bite her lip desperately to not let out a sad scream, she couldn't imagine what kind of mood Nangong Piao felt when she saw everything with her own eyes, and what it was like to suffer from all that Cang Yan.

However, from these memories, it can be seen that everything that happened after meeting Cang Yan was known to Nangong Piao.

From the attitude of the Cang family towards Cang Yan to the plan they prepared for Cang Yan, Nangong Piao had already known all this, but before the Cang family implemented the plan, he didn't even tell Cang Yan a warning, nor did he try to help Cang Yan, but just watched silently, and even later followed the orders of the Cang family to monitor the puppets who lived in place of Cang Yan.

Is it just because he is "Nangong"?

Zhang Longqian didn't understand, and she never thought that the so-called "real" would be like this.

Why is it that at the moment of meeting, the Soul Suppression Jade, who only reacts to monsters and ghosts, exudes a heat that has never been seen before, why is it that Xiaoxue, who can't search for humans, is the only one who can find his traces, and why......

Details that were incomprehensible in the past. But they all found the answer at this moment, so that she could not doubt the "truth" in the memory stone.

Zhang Longqian once thought that even if Nangong Piao was by his side as a "Sui Hu". But in fact, the two of them who were born and died together should be "friends".

I don't have any friends.

But he replied.

That's what it meant.

Did he perceive it himself?

- The very existence of "oneself" is a matter of "falsehood".

Putting down the memory stone, Zhang Longqian slowly turned her gaze to look at the ring lying quietly in her other hand, she looked at the warm breath wrapped around it, and slowly asked Feng Xing, who also knew everything.

"Big brother, if you leave it alone like this, the ...... above Soul...... Will it hurt? ”

Her voice sounded calm, with only a slight pause at the word "soul."

There was a deep groan. Feng Xing replied with a heavy mouth.

"In this way, it will gradually dissipate, come to the soul suppression jade, there is the 'soul suppression' effect of your soul suppression jade. You can keep it from disappearing. ”

Nodding, Zhang Longqian grabbed the jade pendant on his chest, and followed Feng Xing to read out the obscure syllables, and the souls that were wrapped around the ring like smoke disappeared into her fingers. The warm breath also emanates from there. She couldn't help but clench her grip on the Soul Suppression Jade's hand, and then asked in a low voice.

"Is this ...... 'remnant'?"

"It's not." Feng Xing immediately denied it, "This is a complete one soul and one spirit, stripped from the living soul by magic. However, Nangong never understood why 'he' could use the power that only 'ontology' had, which proved that this was not done by the Cang family, it should be Cang Yan himself who forcibly stripped off his soul and then quietly put it into 'him' body. ”

Hearing Feng Xing say that name, Zhang Longqian lowered his eyes slightly. A somewhat vague picture involuntarily appeared in my mind.

In the dim and narrow space, you can see the walls of hard, cold rock on all sides, and the ground is mixed with dark red and light sewage. All that was left in sight were the shackles of pitch-black metal on the wrists, the chains the thickness of pigeon eggs attached to them, and the sturdy, cold iron shackles that bound the legs.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing cold and gloomy, only the fiery red wings that stretched out of nowhere seemed to have a trace of warmth.

That was the picture he saw in his dormitory not long ago, when Zhang Longqian touched the weak him.

Because she always saw his past, Zhang Longqian always thought that this was also the tragic past he had experienced, and it was only now that she understood that it was not the "past" at all, but the "real Cangyan".

At this moment, Cang Yan is still in hell.

But......

Slowly clenching the ring again, Zhang Longqian's fingers trembled slightly uncontrollably.

However, if that is Cang Yan, then what is the "Cang Yan" who spent these days with her?

If he was false from the start, then what was it that stood with her? What is it that silently guards her with clumsy tenderness? What is it that saves her from constant self-sacrifice over and over again?

What she knew...... Who the hell is it?

Don't...... Are they all fake?

“…… How could it be ......"

This so-called "truth", like denying that he once existed in this world, how can it be admitted?

She closed her eyes, her hands clenching the only trace he had left behind, leaning against her chest as if in prayer.

Sensing the pain in her heart, Feng Xing finally couldn't help but sigh and spoke softly: "He's still alive, so you don't have to be so ......"

"'He's still alive'?" Interrupting Feng Xing's words lightly, Zhang Longqian's voice was full of confusion, "Indeed, although Cang Yan in the memory stone is covered in bruises, it can be regarded as 'alive', but that person ...... Will it still be the 'Cangyan' I know? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Xing still replied, "In the Wing Mountain...... In the space where the Poison King is located, the reason why he can use the power that should only belong to the deity is because he has the soul and soul of Cang Yan, since the soul is the same......"

“…… As long as the soul is the same, is it the same person? ”

Windstar was silent.

He couldn't answer.

No one can answer this question.

Zhang Longqian couldn't find an answer herself, she could only close her eyes tremblingly, otherwise, the tears that she was desperately restraining would definitely burst out again.

Cang Yan is still alive, but ...... What about the "Cangyan" she knows?

She...... Will you ever see that person again?

My chest hurts, it feels like it's been torn apart.

“…… I should...... What should I do? ”

Whispers of pain spilled over her lips, but the sound of the door being pushed open was heard, and a gentle voice came over.

"Miss, are you awake?"

His body stiffened slightly, Zhang Longqian turned his head to look at the young man at the door, the worry on his face made her subconsciously hide her expression, and responded embarrassedly: "Ah...... Haiyun ......"

Gently closing the door, Ji Haiyun approached the side of the bed and looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?" ”

"Ah...... It's okay, I'm not injured......" A smile appeared on his face, and Zhang Longqian immediately wanted to divert the topic, "Speaking of Haiyun, why are you here?" ”

"This is the Zhang family, not Zhengcheng. Because there is something on the old man's side, we will bring you here. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Longqian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The layout of the room is completely different from that of the Yin and Yang family, such an obvious difference Zhang Longqian has not found it, it can be seen how shaken her mind is, Ji Haiyun couldn't help but sigh lightly and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her with a smile again, slightly frowning.

"Enough, don't pretend to be calm in front of me."

Some tough words made Zhang Longqian stunned for a moment, she wanted to continue to pretend that nothing had happened, but in the end she couldn't match those straightforward eyes, and she couldn't maintain a smile and quietly lowered her eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Haiyun still gently held her slightly trembling hand and spoke softly.

"What the hell is going on? Can you tell me? (To be continued.) )