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In the picture, a woman dressed in bright red sits on a supreme throne.

The woman in red smiled lazily and wantonly, and her bright eyes were extremely clear but also indifferent, looking down on the beings like ants proudly.

He was accompanied by four men.

The man in white who is as warm as jade is accompanied by a shadow, the man in red has a face like a demon, the young man in a dark coat has a proud worship obsession, and the young man in green clothes laughs wantonly and freely, as open as the tall arc of a woman's eyes.

All of this is all too familiar.

It seems so strange.

The messy picture is pieced together into a scene, the picture of the woman getting along with four men with different styles.

What's more, but it is the water-colored eyes of the man in white, the indulgence that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, the affectionate affection, and the companionship of tens of millions of years.

In the end, they all converged into that flawless face.

Shenyao, it's Shenyao!

From this messy and seemingly clueless fragment of memory, when he came back to his senses, Shenyin shook his head, and finally was silent.

Who else could there be but Shenyao?

yes, who else but him?

Such a familiar and bitter pampering, that seems to have gone through thousands of years of affection, who else can there be besides him.

It's just that why, the other three teenagers in the memory picture are so familiar that she can't help but wonder.

Except for Shenyao, the faces of the other three were too blurry, so she couldn't see clearly at all, and she couldn't remember more pictures, but the familiarity made her a little suffocated.

Even so, her head hurt like it was going to explode.

Shen Yin took a deep breath, slowly calmed down the disordered state of mind, and the pain in his head seemed to finally be relieved, slowly, dissipating.

If it weren't for the memories in her mind, she would have almost thought that nothing had just happened.

Shenyin suppressed the idea of wanting to explore in her heart, she knew that those memories were definitely not generated out of thin air, and her inexplicable intuition told her that when she was Shenyin, there was still a past.

But at this time, the first thing to worry about should be......

"Harmony ......"

Shenyin's gaze fell on Xiao Bei, her clear gaze seemed to see Xiao Bei through, leaving no trace, she said in a calm tone: "Among the three thousand realms, there seems to be no such realm. ”

There is no such realm among the realms that stand side by side with the mountains and seas, and this is obviously related to the Hongmeng when the heavens and the earth first opened, and such a name can never be used to name a place name!

Sure enough, what she expected was not bad, and Xiao Bei's next words confirmed her guess.

Xiao Cheap came back to his senses and focused his somewhat sloppy gaze.

He stared at Shenyin for a long time, his gaze was very obscure, and after a long time, it finally spoke: "The Hongmeng Realm has disappeared between heaven and earth for tens of millions of years, and when heaven and earth first opened, it has disappeared. ”

"And that was once me, no, your homeland, the homeland of you and me, the world we saw for the first time when you and I had spiritual wisdom!"

Xiao Bei knew that Shenyin had those memories in her mind, so she never shied away from telling her these things.

Shenyin raised her eyebrows slightly, obviously she didn't expect that the Hongmeng Realm would be the place where they were born, and she had expected that the Hongmeng Realm had long since disappeared.

Whether it was the ancient books she knew, or the various travelogue codexes and ancient legends, Shenyin had never heard of the news of this world, or even its name, and had never left a word of news.

Such a realm can only be considered normal if it has long since disappeared.