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"I don't care." Huang Mo heard Hai Hotaku's faint voice: "If this is my destination, that's what I'm going to experience, don't worry about me, go your own way." ”

After saying that, Hai Hotaru's soul body seemed to shatter and disappeared.

A layer of light waves spread over the crystal, and it seemed to ripple out of the halo, and suddenly there was a rumbling shock, and Jun Carp grabbed Huang Mo, who almost fell out of balance: "Be careful!" ”

Huang Mo's face was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed his master's arm tightly.

"If only I was so obedient." Jun Li sighed.

"Master, look!" Huang Mo didn't pay attention to his emotion, and his black eyes widened: "What is that!" ”

The manager followed Yellowwood's finger and looked that way to see that behind the billowing dust raised by the stirring, the pupils of the eyes receded, revealing a cave.

"I didn't expect there to be a cave here, even if it's an elder, it doesn't seem to know that there is such a mechanism here, it seems that Hai Firefly's soul body has an inseparable relationship with this place."

At the mention of Haiying, Huang Bo felt sad again, but he knew that this was the path Haiying had already chosen, but unfortunately she was so distracted that she didn't know where the door was or what was behind it, it was really a rather cruel inheritance.

"Let's go." Jun Li patted Huang Mo's shoulder.

After passing through the long corridor, the cave they entered was different from what they saw in normal days, and there were no traces of piercing and chisel naturally, but there were all kinds of graffiti on the walls.

This kind of graffiti is not delicate, the brick-red handwriting can even be said to be very sloppy and rough, Huang Mo got a little closer, trying to identify these strange characters, but he couldn't see why.

He continued to walk inside, but the graffiti inside gradually became more vivid, very different from what they had seen at the door before, the mural depicted the structure of the figures, the appearance of the building, and even the decoration on their clothes could be clearly seen, and there were traces of work and the market.

The more Huang Mo walked inside, the more shocked he felt.

Scene by scene, all vivid, recording how these people survived, they defeated the flood beasts, defeated foreign invasions, had their own civilization, and had their own reverence and beliefs.

They are fearless and courageous.

The changes in this painting seem to show the years, the way they have slowly progressed in the long river of history, this corridor is longer than they thought, and it is even longer, and it shows the history of transformation on the wall little by little.

What surprised her was that the figures painted on the walls suddenly produced a large blank period at a certain time, and this blank space almost made her walk dozens of steps before a new chapter continued.

But the creatures that suddenly appeared, they had wings, the tail of a fish, and even the ability to breathe fire and control heavy rain, this time was a period of explosion of new characters, and many strange things of strange colors emerged, and they fought each other for a long time, which dazzled Huang Mo and was overwhelmed.

And in the continued development of this history, the previously disappeared human race reappeared, these new creatures were hunted down and enslaved by people, and gradually disappeared, during this period the heaven and earth seemed to have a new order, the upper is respected and the lower is inferior, and the continent is divided into several pieces.

Huang Mo still wanted to continue to look down, but those paintings stopped abruptly in this place, as if they had been destroyed in a hurry, and she couldn't see the next development, she also turned her head with some pity, looking at Jun Li, who was also immersed in the graffiti on the wall, he looked more seriously and carefully than himself, and his fingers stroked the bulging wall one by one, as if he wanted to hold this heavy time in his hand.

"Master?" Huang Mo softly called him back from his thoughts.

"Oh." Jun Li turned his head to look at the end: "Is it already over here?" ”

"Master, what the hell is this?" Huang Mo asked curiously.

"What do these look like to you?" Jun Li asked.

"It feels like a piece of history."

"That's true."

"So what kind of historical development is this? How did it end up here? ”

“…… This is precisely the development of the Terrans. ”

"Terran ???" Huang Mo's mouth opened wide as if he could stuff an egg into it.

"What? Are you surprised? It seems that you have always believed in the so-called legend of Nuwa's creation of man. Jun Li looked at Huang Mo with a smile.

“…… Isn't it... Is it? Huang Mo was stared at by his gaze, and suddenly felt a dizziness, if someone else said this, she would definitely scoff, after all, she had always grown up receiving such teaching, but these words came out of Jun Li's mouth, he would never make such jokes, which made people have to be shaken again.

"It's... It's impossible. Master, don't lie to me. Huang Mo stared at his face deadly, and hoped that Master Shi smiled again and said, "Of course it's fake." Then he touched her head, so that the inexplicable fear in her heart could calm down, but the master did not shake his head, and his eyes were still determined and serious.

"Lie......" Huang Mo's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Do you know how God was born?" Jun Li took her hand, trying to warm her cold hand: "I say this now, maybe it's too early, I know you're looking for an answer, but now, it's time for me to give you back your things." ”

"Master?? What are you talking about? Huang Mo felt an inexplicable palpitation.

But a chaotic sound of footsteps interrupted their conversation, and Jun Li raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the cave as if he had been waiting for a long time: "You are indeed here." ”

There were several people standing at the entrance of the cave, all wearing black robes, and their faces were shrouded in darkness, but this familiar outfit was something that Huang Mo would never forget: "Phantom Organization!" ”

The young man standing at the front without any shelter is Mu Ruo.

He was playing with the silver silk thread in his hand, but his clothes were a little messy, his cheeks were stained with residual blood, and he sneered: "You are really a good calculation, let two people trap me, if they didn't come in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to arrive so soon." ”

"How's the Elders?" Jun Li's eyes darkened.

"It's like dead." Mu Ruo turned his head and smiled gently: "But thank them a lot, if they weren't determined to stop me, I might not know that you have to make that decision today." ”

"........." The smell of blood blew in the wind, and Jun Carp opened his eyes, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Angry? Why? You know, it's just a fantasy. Mu Ruo spread his arms fearlessly: "This is the world in the mirror, only you and me are real, isn't it?" ”

The chill around Jun Li's body condensed, although it was completely incomprehensible words, making Huang Mo let go of her hand tremblingly, and she stepped back: "What do you mean by these words?" Am I hallucinating? Are these hallucinations? ”

"You're not hallucinating." Mu Ruo stretched out his hand towards her: "But you have been deceived by this man in front of you for too long, don't you want to know your true identity and the cause of your mother's death?" Let me tell you this. ”

"Muruo!" Jun Li glared at him.

"Why, are you afraid to tell this child that his mother didn't have to die? It was only because of your wishful thinking that you wanted to get involved in her world that you killed her mother. Mu Ruo raised her eyebrows, and her words fluttered lightly, but when she landed, she hit Huang Mo's chest like a meteorite, shocking her.

"You, what do you mean by that?!" Huang Mo's voice became sharper, as if he was choked by his throat.

"Haven't you always wondered why we say this is a fantasy? Because here are your memories! Mu Ruo blurted out the words before Jun Li got angry.

"Here it is......... My memory? ”

Huang Mo stepped back with a pale face: "Then who am I?" Where is this again? ”

"Huang Mo, don't be affected by his words!" Jun Li just wanted to touch her, but his hand was snapped open.

The crisp sound echoed in the cave, causing Jun Li's hand to freeze in mid-air.

"Don't touch me." Huang Mo said hoarsely.

Jun Li was at a loss, he only felt this rejection, just like when he was pushed away by Qianxue, he always thought that he could protect her and wholeheartedly not let her have half a point of grievance, but did he really do something wrong?

"The rejection is really complete enough." Mu Ruo didn't forget to add oil and vinegar to mock at this time, and stretched out his hand towards Huang Mo.

But Huang Mo didn't go over. She raised her head vigilantly and said to him, "You said that Master deceived me, but how credible is what you said?" ”

"At least I'll answer all you want to know." Mu Ruo said.

"I just said that these are all illusions, since you know that my mother didn't sacrifice for me like this, I think you should know about me, then I want to know if my mother is dead in reality?" Huang Mo grabbed his sleeve and looked at Mu Ruo almost pleadingly.

Mu Ruo was silent, but his breath was so clear in the cave.

“……… She also died in the end. Mu Ruo said quietly: "However, it was the year you entered the Guna Academy, and you were fourteen years old at that time. Before that, your family of three spent the past 14 years unharmed. ”

"Mother, why did she die?"

“… Because of an unprecedented disaster. Mu Ruo seemed unwilling to continue, he covered his chest and calmed his emotions.

“…… My mother, is she proud of me in the end? Huang Mo held back the heart-wrenching pain and asked in a choked voice.

Mu Ruo slowly leaned down and helped Huang Mo, who was half-kneeling on the ground, up: "They have always been proud of you. ”

Huang Mo's tears finally couldn't help but roll down.

There were bursts of suppressed sobbing in the cave, Huang Mo trembled, grabbed Mu Ruo's shoulders tightly, and after a while, his emotions calmed down: "Thank you." ”