I don't know who she's talking about, just like she doesn't play every time. It's always so sudden.

I put away the blank scrolls on the ground, as traces of her existence in this world. If I'm not mistaken, it was Xuanwu who should have appeared here, but maybe because Xuanwu was blocked in the underworld and couldn't get out, so this part of the power became her sister Mama Qin to give it to me.

It's a pity that I don't have the memory of this paragraph, so I can't be sure if this is my arrangement back then, and if it was all my arrangement back then, then I would be too unpredictable.

stayed alone in the stone cave for one night, and Su Han still didn't show up.

Even with Ling'er, he has always stayed in the space ring honestly, and I went to see him several times, and he was expressionless, sitting there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

In a few days, my lost spiritual power had recovered a little bit, and looking at the fourth green mountain, I took advantage of the night to step on it.

I thought the greenery was the lush jungle, or the green meadows.

But when I saw it through the moonlight, I realized that the green was a layer of poisonous mist.

The whole mountain is a haven for toxins, there is not a single vegetation here, there is no place to hide one's body, exposing everything to the sun, and yet it is so unconsciously disoriented that one can lose oneself.

I reached out for my compass, and this time it didn't break.

However, the golden surface was soon covered with a layer of green by the factors in the air.

I sighed, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped it, and after a while, the compass returned to its normal color, but the handkerchief could no longer be used.

As soon as it left my hand, it turned into a green smoke and slowly melted into the land.

The ring on my hand suddenly burst into a burst of light, and as soon as I flashed back to the space, I saw that Qin Yu, who had been half-dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

The wounds on his body are also recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

When he saw me appear, he suddenly made a move that I didn't expect.

The man who had always been arrogant suddenly knelt on the ground and said incomparably: "Master, you have woken up." ”

"Master?" I froze and looked at him puzzled.

Qin Yu's mind was a patch of green, with a few ancient symbols flickering sporadically. Suddenly, a small tower rose up in the green sea, and in line with my thoughts, I took the initiative to come over.

"This is..."

The small tower floated out of Qin Yu's eyes, and the whole body seemed to have 9 large layers, each of which was divided into nine small layers. At the top of the small tower, there is a dark green bead.

As soon as my fingers touched it, the green beads flashed instantly.

Ling'er, who had not been moving, suddenly flew out of my storage ring, and involuntarily took my fingers in her mouth, and her sharp teeth were unceremoniously bitten.

I'm used to being attacked inexplicably, but I'm a little more relieved at the moment, so I just stand still.

Soon, Ling'er let go of my fingers, glanced at Qin Yu, who was still kneeling on the ground, raised her arm slightly, and inserted it directly into Qin Yu's head.

I watched Ling'er's movements in amazement, but the young man was expressionless, the hand inserted into Qin Yu's head kept turning, and soon, something similar to a seed was fished out of it.

Qin Yu's body, at the moment when the green seed left his body, slowly fell to the ground, the wound on his head recovered instantly, but the color of his face was as green as jade.

"The host..."

"It's hard work... I've already given you the truth..."Ling'er said lightly, slowly squatting in front of Qin Yu, two green rays of light slowly flowed out of her palm, and they were directly merged into Qin Yu's eyes.

The eyes that widened the boss began to close very slowly.

"Thank you... Thanks..."

An intermittent sound squeezed out of his mouth, and a lonely soul slowly floated up from his body.

"Ling'er..."

In my softness, the corpse on the ground turned into a green smoke, and in my confusion, it merged directly into the earth.

As if knowing that she was wrong, Ling'er kept hanging her head and bowing her head silently.

After a long time, he slowly faced me again and said softly.

"Mother, I'm sorry..."

"Why apologize?" I whispered, surprisingly not angry at what he had hidden from me.

Maybe it's me subconsciously waiting for him to give me a reasonable explanation.

"I..."

The young man's pink lips rolled up and down, but he didn't spit out any lines.

We stood in a stalemate until his hand lifted the green seed and placed it in my palm.

The huge memory suddenly flooded into my head, making me a little uncomfortable, and after a long time, I finally figured out my thoughts.

The so-called third force of Nadhiyafu.

In fact, it was created by myself, that is, this poisonous mountain, I planted the seeds of evil in a sapling, and then watched him wander away in time, it was Qin Yu.

During this period, he was attracted by the transformation of the demon, and naively thought that he was the child of the demon, and it was not until he was drunk in the castle that day that the memories of the sealed back then began to slowly recover.

By the end of the day, we went to the underwater palace of the Xia Dynasty, and he had recovered all his memories.

The reason why he confronted King Xia so exaggeratedly was because he received instructions from Ling'er. Started acting, and then made me believe it and went all the way to the present.

And his death at this moment is actually another way of rebirth.

And the so-called mother who has always troubled him is this land, which can also be said to be me. Because this seed was planted by my own hands and watered with blood, and it also sealed one-seventh of my spiritual power.

After absorbing all the memories and spiritual power, I looked up and scanned everything around me.

The sky is still the same day, but the greenery on the earth is beginning to fade. The bare was so dark that I don't know if it was my delusion, I felt the whole mountain tremble.

After I absorbed the energy, the seeds became very dim, from the emerald green at the beginning, to the inky color of the moment, like a stepping stone picked up from the side of the road.

Thinking of the scene where I left, I suddenly felt that it was also exciting enough.

The opponent I thought was difficult for a long time was actually created by myself.

What a sarcastic joke!

I shook my head, stopped thinking about it, and raised my hand to gently spill it. With a gentle breeze, it fell and took root not far away.

Soon, a green sapling appeared in my sight.

I stepped forward and touched the not-so-thick branch, and walked straight into the distance.

I didn't stop on the mountain, and the doubts in my heart became heavier and heavier after harvesting three memories. Ling'er has already come out, so what was the order I gave to Ling'er back then?

We walked side by side, and neither of us spoke.

Soon they reached the boundary of the fifth mountain range, and the cyan mountains seemed to be connected with the sky, and it was impossible to tell where there were mountains and where were clouds.

Suddenly, Ling'er spoke.

"Mother, have you thought about it?"

"What do you think?" I stopped, focused.

"That's the question Su Han asked you back then, if you had to choose between him and Qin Luo, who would you choose?"

"Oh?" I don't understand, even if there is really this question, it seems that it shouldn't be Ling'er who asks it.

However, the young man was very calm, stretched out his hand and gently drew it on my fingertips, and a simple but jerky charm floated from my hand and slowly slapped into the mountain.

Immediately after, a small bluestone gate appeared at the foot of the mountain.

A group of people in long robes came out of it, led by an old acquaintance.

Back then, the gods were talking about that strange old man, Simon Blowing Snow.

His presence, as his name suggests, causes the temperature around him to drop rapidly. Under the bright sun, the snow was already falling, and I reached out and caught one of the petals steadily, and then looked at him again.

The old face in memory has become extremely young.

"Goddess, I've finally waited for you..."

"Why are you waiting for me?"

"Because it's my life."

"What is your life?"

"It's to guard your body, to guard your scepter!" He put one hand on his chest and bent down to salute me, and as he moved, the men behind him began to bow as well.

I stood stunned, silently commenting on them.

At this moment, I suddenly felt as if I and they were no longer in the same space.

Before I could speak, he had already led the men into two rows, making way for the middle aisle.

Behind the stone gate, there is an underground palace, and the cyan stone wall exudes coldness, which makes people can't help but feel cold.

The most terrifying thing is that the layout of this entire underground palace is exactly the same as my real Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

If it weren't for the fact that I didn't feel a trace of evil and yin, I would have wondered if I had gone on the wrong set.

"I can't have built this place, right?" I reached out and stroked the wall, the coldness that began to spread down my fingertips, the heaviness of the marble, the familiar smell.

"Yes, that's what you built back then, to store your real body."

"My real body?"

I walked a few steps quickly, and sure enough, there was a crystal coffin in the position where Qin Shi Huang was lying.

With the excitement in my heart, I reached out and gently pushed the lid of the coffin.

However, the imaginary corpse, or anything strange, did not appear.

Inside, there is just a scepter of the same color and pattern as the yin and yang pen.

I just probed for a moment, and the scepter flew up of its own accord and came to a steady stop in the palm of my hand.

Again, the sharp gem poked open my palm.

An incomparably vast spiritual power poured into my body.

My sense of consciousness, which I had always been proud of, suddenly...

Gone.