Feng Huanling was thinking about how to survive this sea of fire when there were suddenly a few soft sounds in front of her, although it was very faint and short, but she immediately recognized that it was the laughter of her son Long Guixin!

Unlike her crying daughter, her eldest son is a rare child who loves to laugh, so when he was in the palace, everyone preferred to have more hearts, and even Long Yucang once sighed: "I don't know who this child is like, he loves to laugh so much." ”

Long Yucang is indifferent by nature and rarely smiles, and although Feng Huanling is much better than him, he is not a person who loves to laugh much, so even she herself wonders how Xin'er likes to laugh so much, even when she sees strangers, she will laugh non-stop, as if there is nothing in this world worth worrying about, only endless happiness and joy.

Thinking of this, Feng Huanling's heart was stinging again, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he stepped on the doomed "single-plank bridge" on the sea of fire, and ran forward following his son's laughter.

The spirit bead in her hand was still transmitting refreshment from time to time, so that Feng Huanling didn't feel much blazing even when she crossed the sea of fire, but in fact, the stone path under her feet was blazing and slightly reddened, and just looking at it knew that it must be hot.

In order to find her son, even the narrow part of the path in the sea of fire was almost broken, but it could not stop Feng Huanling's footsteps, under the protection of the cold air of the spirit bead, she quickly crossed most of the sea of fire, and finally saw the end of the path, the egg-shaped cradle that was also suspended in mid-air.

This time, nothing stood in the way, only the back of a majestic and gloomy man standing in front of the cradle.

Looking at the unusually familiar back in front of him, Feng Huanling slowly stopped and stopped about three feet away from the cradle.

"Are you...... How could it be you? You're not already ......"

Even if the back didn't turn around for a long time, Feng Huanling still recognized that it was clearly shot by an arrow with her own hand and at the same time thunderbolted by the sky, it should be Long Jingming, who was sure to die!

is obviously already a person separated from life and death, no matter how unwilling he is to turn into a powerful ghost, how can his ability be so great that even the elven fairy and the thousand-year-old demon cultivator can drive it?

"Yes, Long Jingming is indeed dead."

The voice of the back was roughly the same as the one in Feng Huanling's memory, but it sounded more gloomy and cold at the moment, and it was obviously a sentence without any danger, but it made people shudder to hear.

"The person standing in front of you now is just another person who still occupies Long Jingming's body...... To be exact, I am not considered a human race, because my original god is a god race. ”

Xuan Ming, who was dressed like ink, slowly turned around, and when he looked at Feng Huanling, whose face was condensed, his cold face actually opened a light smile with unknown meaning.

"Long Jingming, it's really you!"

Feng Huanling gritted his teeth with hatred, and he didn't even bother to distinguish the meaning of his words, but he just decided that he in front of him was the enemy who was haunting.

"I'm Xuan Ming, you should have heard of this name." Xuan Ming raised his right hand hidden in the black cloak as he spoke, and a Xuan Iron Hammer suddenly appeared in his empty palm, "I was originally the auxiliary minister of the Northern Heavenly Emperor, and I was the winter god in charge of the cold. ”

Finally seeing clearly that the person in front of him or the god could not be the ghost of Long Jingming after his death, Feng Huanling was so shocked that he didn't know how to speak. I can't figure out how I could have a relationship with the Protoss, and I'm also a winter god with such a high position!

"You, why are you doing this? Since you are a god, if you just want to seek revenge on me, a mortal, it is completely easy, why do you go to such great lengths to threaten innocent children? ”

It took a long time for Feng Huanling to regain her voice, pretending to calmly question the familiar but unfamiliar man in front of her, only the spirit bead in her hand that was almost shattered by her hand revealed some real nervousness.

"This is the last life, and I don't want to be separated from you anymore, so a lot of forgotten old things, I hope you can remember it as soon as possible."

The Xuaniron Hammer in Xuan Ming's hand disappeared out of thin air, and when his arm flipped over, the cradle where the dragon returned to his heart began to move slowly with his steps.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, if you mean Yan Wushuang's part, I have never forgotten it, otherwise why bother so much to put you to death? In the end, you still bear me first, but if you want to seek revenge on me now, I have nothing to say, I just ask you not to harm innocent children. ”

Feng Huanling, whose eyes never left his son, although he was afraid of the protoss Xuan Ming approaching him, but he was secretly glad that the cradle of the dragon's return was also approaching.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in children, and what I want you to think of is not Yan Wushuang, or just the old things from previous lives." Xuan Ming gently pushed the palm of his hand and sent the cradle straight to her, "I don't know how much Long Yucang has told you, and I don't know how much you are willing to believe what I say, but one day, when your Yuan Shen is also completely awakened, you will know who is the person who deceives you the most and loses you the most in this world." ”

Feng Huanling, who first held his son's cradle in his arms for the first time, didn't react to the deep meaning of Xuan Ming's words for a long time, and then the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

What Long Yucang said about remembering the past because of the Heavenly Tribulation should be that he was awakened to the so-called "Yuan Shen", and this Long Jingming's Yuan Shen turned out to be the winter god of the God Clan, so what is the identity of Long Yu Cang's Yuan God? And herself, if she will be awakened one day, what will she think of?

She really didn't believe Xuan Ming, but his words made her heart feel unspeakable, and she couldn't help but start thinking about how much truth Long Yucang had hidden from her? Is their past really what he says it is?

In fact, now that I think about it, there are not many things he has really confessed to her, even if there is no Xuan Ming, there are actually many questions hidden in her heart that have not yet been answered.

These two men who have complicated entanglements with her, the only thing that is the same at the moment should be that there has been an entanglement between them for several lifetimes, but Long Yucang did not mention that there is a mystery in the entanglement between the two of them before.

Thinking of the entanglement of several lifetimes, Feng Huan thought of the strange fragments he saw when he was bewitched by the charm, could it be that the originator of the Shenlong Kingdom, the Emperor, King Sheng'an and Princess Yan, were the three of them in their lives?!

If so, which of Long Yucang and Xuan Ming is the originator emperor, and which one is the Sheng'an King who lost her life?

Feng Huanling felt that her mind was swollen with countless chaotic pictures and questions, she suddenly lost the courage to continue facing Xuan Ming, and looked at Long Guixin, who was smirking at her, and even if she silently recited the mantra, she wanted to take her son to the relative safety of the white jade bracelet first.

However, this time she failed to do so, and even if she repeated the method of entering the white jade bracelet countless times, she could never leave Xuan Ming's poisonous snake-like cold and demonic gaze.

It seemed that no matter how powerful the white jade bracelet was, it would not be able to match the mana of the Protoss after all, and it was impossible for her to escape under this kind of gaze.

"What the hell do you want?"

Frightened and annoyed, Feng Huanling, who was cornered, put everything down and looked directly at the god opposite without fear.

Since she has no ability to fight and can't escape, at most she will die, what else does she have to be afraid of?

"I just want you to come back to me, to leave the guy who is destined to only hurt you, that's all." The corners of the cold and hard lips like the ice sculpture of Xuan Ming once again evoked a strange arc, "I also firmly believe that you will take the initiative to return to me one day, because I know that you and him will never have a result." ”

Although Xuan Ming didn't say who "he" was, Feng Huanling didn't need to think deeply to know that he was referring to Long Yucang, and after secretly struggling to think for a while, she asked, "He's also a god clan, right?" What about me? Am I one of your kindred? ”

Xuan Ming didn't seem surprised by her intelligence, and didn't respond to the question of whether Long Yucang was a Protoss, which could also be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to her answer, "No, you're not a Protoss, but you're not a Terran or any other race, at least for me, you're the only one in this world, the most special being that is different from all races." ”

Especially so, even the one who stands at the highest point in this world has to be quite jealous of you......

It's just the last sentence, Xuan Ming didn't say it right away after all, Xu felt that it was not time to explain it to her, Xu didn't want her to know this at all when there was still a choice.

If she is not a god or a human race or other race, what is her primordial god? Could it be that the four monsters are not like ordinary people?!

"Since you say that you are not interested in children, then do you use children to lure me here just to tell me this?" Feng Huanling sneered, "But you've already said it, no matter what happens in the future, at least for now, it's impossible for me to believe you." Even if you believe that you are the god of winter, it does not mean that you will believe other words. ”

Xuan Mingsen said in a cold and arrogant voice: "I naturally have my own intentions in bringing you here, and it is indeed one of the purposes to tell you this. Believe it or not, I have to say what I have to say, because it will help you make some decisions later. I'm not the one who has to fight against the clock like Long Jingming, I have a lot of time to wait, to see you remember everything, to see you make a final decision. ”

Feng Huanling, who was terrified when he heard this, pursed his lips, but he didn't know what else to say.

This feeling of not knowing anything about the past is very bad, but she instinctively does not want to think of the forgotten past, and vaguely feels that once she remembers, she will really end up like Xuan Ming said.

Do you want her to go back to this man who says he is a god, but he is full of demonic evil spirits?

No, how could it be, she would definitely not choose like this!

"It's too early to say what will happen in the future." Feng Huanling gritted his teeth and cheered up again, "Yue'er and Xin'er are unscathed this time, so I don't bother to worry about you anymore." Are you only my child captive? Didn't move a thousand sails, right? He is your flesh and blood with Mo Xuan, even if you have been awakened and the Yuan Shen is no longer Long Jingming, at least your body is still the father of the child, you will not mutilate your own flesh and blood, right? ”