"Some of your speculations may be correct, though." Luo Shen's face was gloomy, "This ruin, the traces of the destruction of the outer part are very new, and it should have been destroyed recently." ”

"And when I first arrived with my master, this ruin was still in a state of operation."

If the owner of this cave had abandoned this place, he would never have left behind the spiritual fluid that could last for so many years.

It's more like a short time away, to protect what you're left here to avoid accidents.

It's just that for some reason, it didn't come back.

"The Eliza you're talking about may really be the former owner of this ruin."

It's just that if she really was the previous owner of the ruins, why did she stay, and why did she just leave with the intruder.

Those immortals, or monks, who only heard their shadows and did not see their forms, where did they go, and what was their purpose?

She must know something.

"Find a way to meet her......"

Paz glanced at the silver-haired boy who was lost in thought as if no one was around, his brow furrowed, his straightened lips tightened, and there was a bit of strict, unlistening stubbornness.

It's not that Paz is not curious about Yan Wan's origin and identity, but his mood of inquiry is suppressed.

If he could, he would have preferred to hear her in person than from others.

Without interrupting Roselle's thoughts, his gaze passed over the person in front of him, and Paz looked softly not far away.

The human girl was still wearing a wide white protective suit, which he had put on when he first came out of the research institute on the planet Canaan.

The fluffy white fluff of the neckline hugged her face, and her eyes were closed as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Bai Shengsheng's cheeks were still a warm pink.

It's like a flower.

Under the moon, the branches and leaves are stretched, and the buds will not bloom, timidly and shyly exuding their own fragrance.

He wanted to turn into a cloud to water the flower, to turn into a warm winter sun to bring sunlight, and to turn into a barrier to shield her from the wind.

But now that he was leaving the flower, everything he had envisioned had not come true, and all his expectations had been disappointed.

The last thing to do is to pray, hoping that this flower will not forget itself.

Luo Shen, who came back to his senses, looked up and looked at the moist in the corners of his eyes with some surprise: "Path?"

Paz replied indifferently, raising his reddened eyes openly, and his gray eyes could hardly hide their gloom.

Like a sky full of dark clouds before a heavy rain pours, a dark color of gray haze, with a silence that is about to fall.

"You...... Why are you crying? ”

Roselle was very confused, and his tone was even a little unconsciously cautious.

"Crying?"

This unfamiliar word stunned Paz for a moment, and he recalled many related terms and definitions at this moment, but in the end he just reached out and touched the corner of his eye.

The fingertips are slightly wet.

The depression in the chest is like a skin bag with a hole poured into a cavity of lake water, but the cool swishing can't fill it, and it can't stop leaking.

He only now realizes that this feeling is sad.

Just looking at it makes me happy, and I just want to get closer to it, and now this illusory pain with nowhere to vent is sadness.

"That's how it feels." He muttered, tucking his wet fingertips in his palm.

It's a pity that all the feelings now are after I return to my own body.

It will be completely shattered by the solid lock.

Paz remembered that he had long ago, and he had embarked on a planned path with a solid lock that would cut off all emotions.

It's just that the cold and desperate self is still curious.

Therefore, when the immature test product appears in front of me, the sentence will be said, not to allow the test product to be approved, but to say: "I want to try."

So, with the solid lock, Cerberus fell asleep, and the new Paz opened his eyes.

But am I really the same person as him?

"Do you think I'm still me without me?" When Paz asked, his expression was dazed, and there was a deep sadness between his eyebrows.

Roselle, who thought that there was something wrong with Pass, was a little speechless when he heard this.

"No, and, I think you need to tell me why you're asking that." His brow furrowed with a disgruntled scrutiny.

"Why not?" Paz didn't answer, but continued to ask.

The silver-haired boy looked at him deeply, and there was a bit of displeasure in it.

"The formation of a person is influenced by the surrounding environment and people, and he has his own unique personality and behavior."

Just like the current master and the previous master, Luo Shen patiently explained: "Without memory, his personality habits and even his attitude towards everything will change, and he will not be the same person he used to be."

Paz didn't speak, he was pained but calm, and his somewhat hoarse voice answered in a low voice.

So, I'm just Path.

And Cerberus, even if he had a memory, would not be Paz.

Because he won't fall in love with Leah, he's completely different from me.

In the calm, he felt a sharp emptiness, so empty that a frightening pain hit the middle of his chest.

This kind of intense emotion that he had never experienced made him feel uncomfortable at a loss, as if he was looking for the backbone of the Lord.

Silently looking not far away, looking at the petite figure, he finally revealed a little unbearable sadness.

“…… Maybe I should comfort you now? ”

"You should have found out."

"It's just speculation, and I want you to deny it."

"I'm going to die."

Luo Shen closed his eyes irritably and took a deep breath, "You are the master's family, she will be sad if she dies, I hope you don't say these abrupt stupid words." ”

"You won't die, hold on until the master wakes up, and you can drag it back after drinking Meng Po soup."

Roselle's firm words were filled with wholehearted trust, and although he couldn't understand something, Paz understood what he meant.

It's just that.

Paz tilted his head, his eyelashes drooping to obscure the dark look in his eyes.

He's just a doppelganger made out of test specimens.

He clenched his fingertips hard, but felt only a little touch.

This is because he was only a fragment of his soul, and a large part of him has been extracted, and now he is too mutilated, and his perception of the physical body has become much weaker.

Even if the withdrawal stopped, the force that pulled the soul in the distance was still pulling.

As soon as any more spells are attached, the forced withdrawal system will be triggered again.

Scoop up the last bit of soul fragment.

"Okay."

But he answered softly, and even smiled.