After a long time, when Mei'er was thinking about it, Han Jiu sat up, looked up at the foxy girl in front of him, and there was a strange fluctuation in his heart.

"Hello, beauty, may I ask who you are...?" Han Jiu asked suspiciously.

Meier reacted at this time, and then looked at Han Jiu in surprise and grabbed his hand excitedly.

Han Jiu immediately felt a delicate and smooth feeling of comfort.

"Han Jiu, are you okay?" Meier asked with a playful smile.

Looking at the hot woman in front of him, the exposed snow-white round hemisphere on his chest, Han Jiu looked embarrassed, and slowly withdrew his hand, although he was reluctant in his heart.

"Beauty, you recognize the wrong person, I am Jiang Yan, not Han Jiu as you say."

Han Jiu smiled awkwardly and explained.

Meier touched her forehead and smiled.

"Oops... I forgot, your memory will not be restored until you preach! ”

"I don't understand what you mean, are you making a movie?"

Han Jiu looked at the strangely dressed beauty in front of him with a puzzled expression, and glanced at this quaint palace that he had never seen before.

With a "flutter", Meier laughed.

"You've been reincarnated for too long, let's go, I'll take you to the Tao first..."

Mei'er stood up and gently picked up Han Jiu, who was still a little weak, and a burst of intoxicating body fragrance hit, and he was immediately happy.

Han Jiu was puzzled.

What's going on here?

Han Jiu followed Mei'er in this big hall, a magnificent palace that he had never seen before.

The carved beams and jade pillars and the bronze giant gate reveal a quaint atmosphere, which seems to have transcended the scope of human history and civilization.

Han Jiu frowned slightly, this was obviously not the world full of modern civilization, and this didn't seem to be a dream.

At this time, Han Jiu didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only follow the charming woman like an elf in front of him to see what she was talking about.

The two walked for a long time, and finally came to a huge bronze gate carved with ice and snow.

Meier easily pushed open the heavy giant door with both hands, and Han Jiu gasped, if he participated in a weightlifting competition, who could be the enemy.

Immediately after, a cold and cold wind blew, and if it wasn't for Mei'er catching Han Jiu in time, he would definitely be swept out at this time.

"This is it, this is your exclusive place, I can't go in anymore, after entering, you will remember everything, I'll wait for you outside..."

Mei'er Chong Hanjiu squeezed an eyebrow and said in a coquettish voice.

As soon as Mei'er finished speaking, a gentle force wrapped him and rushed into the cold and windy hall of enlightenment.

When the power that wrapped him slowly dissipated, a bone-chilling air swept through his body.

Immediately after that, his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were covered with a layer of ice crystals.

Then the ears, the lips, and the whole body is frozen, like an ice sculpture, crystal clear.

The strange thing is that Han Jiu no longer feels cold, and can even feel body temperature, which is out of the scope of science that he understands.

Even though I have a new understanding of the world after seeing "it", it still feels incredible at this time.

Suddenly, Han Jiu felt a cry of excitement, and then he became lighter.

What was even more shocking was that the body actually floated up and was no longer ravaged by the cold wind.

Looking back, I unexpectedly saw myself becoming an ice sculpture, and it turned out that my consciousness was detached from my body.

So, Han Jiu slowly drifted to the source of the call, and after a long time, he found that on a desk made of cold ice, there was a simple broadsword.

The entire body of the sword is dark, as if it can swallow all the light, and at the same time, the sword body exudes a cold air, as if the ice and snow and cold wind in this hall originate from it.

As Han Jiu approached, the meaning of the call became even stronger, and when the consciousness drifted closer, the meaning of the call came like substance, and the sword body shook violently.

Looking at the joyful broadsword in front of him, a sense of familiarity suddenly flashed in his mind.

Han Jiu couldn't help but say, "Old friend, finally meet again."

Han Jiu held the hilt of the sword, and then, the sword pointed high in the air, and a momentum of self-respect exploded.

In an instant, the cold air above the tip of the sword spun rapidly like substance, forming a vortex like a black hole.

The icy and cold wind stirred up the entire temple of the Enlightenment, and gradually converged towards the center of the whirlpool.

The cold wind blew the cold clothes and hunted loudly, and the surroundings of his body began to emit a cold light.

Outside the Hall of Enlightenment, above the entire galaxy, I saw a huge black wind vortex quickly forming.

Stirring the boundless wind and clouds, spinning wildly, like a black hole, absorbing all visible light.

The entire galaxy instantly dimmed, the temperature plummeted, and then a pillar of light wrapped in cold air pierced the sky, reaching the Ninth Dao Hall.

In the Hall of Enlightenment, Han Jiu held a pitch-black broadsword, the sword body had been integrated with Han Jiu, and a pillar of light passed through the top of the hall and collided with the tip of the sword.

I saw that a ring-shaped shock wave burst out, forcibly cutting the cold air in the main hall, and an obvious cut could not disappear for a long time.

If it weren't for the special material of the Daoist Hall and the protection of formation energy, I am afraid it would not be able to survive.

With the continuous injection of cold light, around Han Jiu's conscious body, a solid cold current of finger thickness was formed, like bright white silk, coiled in a spiral.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Han Jiu's consciousness entered a galaxy.

Standing above the colorful galaxy, he saw pictures from ancient times to the present.

The protagonist in the picture is exactly the same as his appearance, but the difference is only his clothes and hairstyle, and he plays a variety of roles.

Just when he was confused and confused, he saw himself in his current memory, and the bits and pieces of his experience were all shown one by one.

At this time, he already understood that what was shown here should be his own experience, but why was this so?

Suddenly, there was a buzz in his mind, and these images quickly poured into his mind.

Picture fragments, different experiences again and again, flashed out in my mind one by one.

After a long time, he remembered that all these experiences were indeed his own.

"It turns out that Jiang Yan is just one of my thousands of experiences..."Han Jiu muttered.

"I finally understood what I said when it disappeared, Jiang Yan is just a trial product, but at the moment, it seems that it is not only Jiang Yan who is a trial product..."

"I finally know who I am..."

"I am Han Jiu, the hall master of the Ninth Protector Palace, responsible for guarding the space-time rift, which has lasted hundreds of millions of years, and has killed countless invading monsters."

"In this galaxy, plus me, there are nine Guardian Hall Masters, who are responsible for guarding this galaxy."

"When we die, we are reborn in the temple of the Enlightenment, and the cycle of life and death has no beginning and no end."

"Yet for eons of time, our strength has not been improved in the slightest."

"As for the monsters, the number is increasing, and the strength is also increasing, and if it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before it can't be held."

"Moreover, I have always been haunted by the origin of the monsters, especially for thousands of years, and I have a vague feeling that something is unusual."

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