Above the pit, Su Han remained silent.

I crouched on the ground and let myself cry like a fool.

In that piece of tombstone, a lotus flower slowly rose, pure white and flawless, falling in front of the eyes. I stretched out my hand, and the lotus flower rested quietly at my fingertips, exuding an alluring fragrance that fascinated me several times, but also made me feel extremely familiar several times.

"This is..."

"The mark of the soul?" I pinched the lotus flower, and my heart rippled.

The divine consciousness quietly probed towards the lotus, and suddenly, there seemed to be something more.

"How can this be.... How can they have my soul mark? I looked at my fingers in confusion, and the small white flower had withered in an instant, leaving only a bare branch, swaying freely in the air.

"Because... They were originally created by you..."Su Han sighed lightly, waved his hand to fill in the huge hole, and a purple spiritual power erupted from his cuffs, slowly scattered on it, lush and green, it looked so beautiful.

"I created it?" I frowned, staring at Su Han seriously, the man's eyes didn't look like he was lying.

"yes," he held out his hand, and at the center of my brow, a mottled memory flooded into my mind.

In this mottled memory, I saw their existence.

It turns out that these people did not appear in my life, but in order to let me experience the warmth and coldness of the world, they specially accompanied me to reincarnate. My parents and grandfather were the ancestors of the fairy grass that I planted when I lived in seclusion in the mountains.

Then he was reincarnated with me and his memories were sealed with me.

But the route they take in each life is according to the original idea, so to speak, the meaning of their existence is to let me experience what family affection is.

This memory is not complicated, and it can even be said that it is very short.

In a few moments, I had digested all the contents, straightened up, and walked briskly to the middle of the meadow.

I don't know if I felt my breath, but on the lawn that had not reacted just now, one rare grass after another suddenly bloomed.

In the center, there are two intertwined flowers.

I reached out and touched it gently, and the two delicate lace flowers quickly wrapped around my fingers.

"Father, mother... Is that you? ”

I whispered, staring earnestly at the two herbs in front of me.

A breeze blew, and the herbs on the ground gently swayed my body, but it was so quiet that no one could answer my questions.

I looked up into the distance, and the six mountains were close at hand.

However, what awaited me seemed to be even more difficult than that.

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in my ring, happily biting down on my trouser legs.

When I looked down, it was the cat form of a white tiger, and I was very surprised.

"Why did you get out?" I bent down and took it into my arms, the soft fur was pleasant to the touch, and he raised his head and looked into my eyes in confusion.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit down on my finger.

I tried to stop in pain, but he bit so hard that he wouldn't let go, and the weight of his whole body was poured on my fingers, and a drop of blood flowed down his fingertips into his mouth.

The confusion in the white tiger's eyes disappeared, and he suddenly let go of my hand and jumped to the ground.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

The white tiger let out a low roar, and a cold light burst out from his blue eyes.

It was like a rampage, rolling on the ground, and the tiger's eyes were full of pain.

I reached out to hug him, but I was disconnected by the sensitiveness. He was about to use his divine sense to forcibly withdraw him into the ring, but he suddenly stopped.

"The host..."

"I'm sorry..."

He came running from a distance, his whole body lying in front of me in a large shape. The bright tiger's eyes were full of guilt and a touch of imperceptible helplessness.

I bowed my head, and the wound on my hand had healed. said indifferently: "Are you uncomfortable, why are you biting all of a sudden?" ”

"No... No, I just instinctively heard myself saying that I needed your blood, or I would explode and die, that's why..."

"Exploded and died?" I squinted my eyes and searched directly in his mind, not possessed by anyone, not poisoned. But the thing is, he didn't lie either, and that's...

"That's it, you're fine, let's go back first."

With a wave of my hand, I directly put the white tiger that was still in a daze into the ring again.

Glancing at Su Han, who had been silently following me, he followed the path that came down yesterday and headed towards the second peak again.

If the first mountain range of Kunlun Mountain is characterized by beauty, then the second mountain is characterized by heat. All the vegetation was scorched and yellowed by the seemingly mild sunlight. If you step on it, you will sink a lot, and you can still hear the creaking sound.

I walked very slowly, almost the whole time my mind carefully observing everything around me.

Su Han has always kept a distance of ten meters from him, I walk him, I stop and he stops. Like a robot, the expression on his face barely changed.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I feel like my mindset is constantly changing...

Like, getting calmer?

Finally, before the sun set, I reached the top of the second cliff.

The red sun in the sky, with the last touch of enthusiasm, overwhelmingly poured towards us, the whole mountain began to burn, I looked at Ling'er, Ling'er as if he was frozen, standing still.

I had to get him into the space and fight the flames alone.

The red flames did not subside with the arrival of night, but became more intense than during the day.

Suddenly, my ring lit up again, and a fiery red figure bloomed in the air.

All the firelight converged towards his body, and Suzaku opened his mouth and let out a few loud chirps from his mouth, I didn't understand the beast language, but I could feel his excitement.

The flames, which were of no use to me, seemed to be his best tonic.

I clearly felt that his spiritual power was constantly rising, and even faintly surpassed my current state, and the fiery red feathers were also plated with a layer of gold over time.

I sat quietly and pulled the kettle out of the storage ring to drink.

Looking at the pale face reflected in the red light not far away, I suddenly felt a touch of reluctance in my heart, so I took out a water bottle and handed it over.

Su Han was stunned, but he didn't shirk it, but directly took the bottle, and then looked at me quietly...

As I waited for a drowsiness, he suddenly came to me.

"Anzhi..."

"What? Do you want to tell me who you really are? I hooked the corners of my lips and mocked, a look of helplessness flashed in the man's eyes, but he still replied seriously.

"I'm sorry... It's not time to talk about that yet. ”

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow and turned to face him.

"And when is the time? It's after I'm dead... Or after you're dead..."

"You... Ann Zhi... You're not going to die..."

After a moment of silence, the man got up and sat down ten meters away from me, clutching the glass of water I had given him tightly, staring into the distance with his eyes ignored, not knowing what he was thinking.

As time went on, the flames in the sky became smaller and smaller.

When the first rays of the morning sun appeared, Suzaku landed firmly on the ground.

Those red eyes were now quiet, and the momentum that was not angry made it difficult for me to associate him with the extremely obscene old Suzaku in my memory.

His body shrunk and shrunk, and eventually he took on a human form again.

A teenager with long red hair and a black robe. The collar on the front of the chest is still open, revealing the pectoral muscles that don't look very strong. GAY in GAY angry. It doesn't look like a good one.

Met my gaze, he slowly knelt on the ground.

"The host..."

"Have you regained your strength?" I whispered, raising my hand and gently stroking his hair, checking for any of my missing memories.

Suzaku didn't move, and let me read it very honestly.

Only then did he pull out a golden eggshell from his arms.

"This is..."

"Our clan has a Suzaku egg at the last moment, please help the master, your blood can make her wake up early." Suzaku said reverently.

"Waking up early? Why? It's not that you don't know the current situation, you asked me to help you hatch him, so who will take care of him in the future? I wondered, and didn't take the eggshell directly.

Suzaku had a gritty look on his face and pushed the eggshell in front of me again.

"No, she should have died 100,000 years ago due to lack of nutrition, but at that time, because she carried the spiritual power of her master, she was able to pull her back from the brink of death, and it is already a great blessing to live for so many more years."

"What do you mean... Is there my energy in this egg? ”

"Yes... She's my youngest daughter, but her mother isn't Suzaku, she's human, and she died when she was first conceived..."

"If you don't believe me, put your hands up and open them."

The more I listened, the more mysterious I felt, could it be that 100,000 years ago, I knew that all this would happen? Why is it that all the stories seem to be arranged by someone?

Rao was full of doubts in my heart, but I still chose to put my hand on it.

Sure enough, as he said. Then I gently put my hand up. Another very unfamiliar memory flooded into my mind.

It's still the same simple and rough style.

Before I fell asleep, I used this eggshell as a base to seal a lot of my spiritual power.

Probably fate.

I bit my finger and forced a drop of blood out.

The blood landed on the eggshell with a click, and it was quickly absorbed.

Immediately after, the seemingly sturdy eggshell began to crack, and a small head poked out of it, and the sharp mouth bit my finger without saying a word.

It was very light, but my soul trembled.

A black smoke was separated from my soul and merged into the body of the little Suzaku.