In reality, everyone was worried about Ziluo, but at this moment, Ziluo was in a coma looking at one strange memory after another.

"Sister, I was wrong..."

Ziluo was walking slowly in the long white mist, and suddenly heard a voice, turned around suddenly, and said vigilantly.

"Who?"

However, what she saw was Bingyue, and she looked at it, no, the girl was very similar to Bingyue, but it wasn't. Bingyue's eyes were golden, but the girl's pupils were gray.

The girl knelt on the ground and cried out to a girl dressed in white.

The girl in white slowly turned around.

Ziluo's eyes widened, that girl, what's the matter, exactly the same as her? Except that their eyes were ice blue, and hers was silver, there was nothing different about them.

Who is she?

"Sister, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare, sister, can you forgive me? I'm never going to hurt you again, sister......"

The picture flashed, and a man pulled the white-eyed girl, begging bitterly.

“．．． I love you, we still have a marriage contract, don't you leave me, okay..."

The man said something again, but Ziluo couldn't hear it clearly.

Zi Luo took a few steps forward, trying to hear what the man said, but no matter how many steps she walked, the distance between her and the two of them did not change at all.

The picture flashed again, and there was a mess in front of me.

This is, the battlefield? Zi Luo narrowed his eyes, the earth-shattering howl sounded, Zi Luo's eyes widened, this howling, Lan Ye?

She turned her head suddenly, and saw a huge white fox on the author of a girl, it was the white-eyed girl. The only difference between that fox and Lan Ye is that the fox has a flower on its forehead.

At this moment, Ziluo noticed the folding fan in the girl's hand. Isn't this the folding fan you use? I think this folding fan was the first time I became a killer, how could it be sent by the head of the organization? At this time, she suddenly noticed the dagger hanging from the waist of the white-eyed girl.

Xia Di? Well, compared to Xia Yan, Ziluo felt that the dagger was shinier and sharper.

The white light flashed, and the picture changed again, the white-eyed girl was sitting in a pool of blood with a young man in her arms, and overnight, the black hair was already completely white.

Ziluo saw it clearly, that young man, Xiao Hanche?!

The young man's eyes were closed, and the red blood at the corners of his mouth made his face even more pale as paper.

Suddenly, some voices came from behind him, and Ziluo looked back.

I saw that the white-eyed girl was dressed in a snow-white dress with some red patterns, her white hair was flying in the wind, and the tassels on the red belt of her hair were gently swaying, looking bewitching and holy and beautiful.

The people around bowed their hands and bowed.

"My lord is above, ruling the world!"

Ziluo fixed his eyes and saw that there were many people he knew, such as his brothers and sisters, his father, and Qingdie. It's just that without exception, they are all different from the people Ziluo knows, for example, their brothers and sisters and father were originally black-haired, but now they have changed to other colors, and there are many others, but they all give her a sense of familiarity.

Ziluo frowned, what's the matter, why did she dream of this? Who are they? Why is it so similar to the people around me but not so?

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness hit, Ziluo's mind went blank for two seconds, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.