I don't know how long it took before I heard a voice as clear as a spring:

"Go down the mountain, out of the island, let's go meet the famous Hu Qingdie in the Central Plains."

Hu Qingdie, a famous musician and composer, is also a woman who has been entangled with Dai Zongzuo of the Military United Front Work Bureau recently.

Coincidentally, she was also the wife of a subordinate sent to this world by Lin Zhengyang before.

After the subordinate flirted with someone, he settled down for a few more years, and he inexplicably "read the file and resurrected".

The high-level pioneers whose true spirits are kept in the city of reincarnation have only lost one-third of their cultivation and primordial spirits in this world, and they can be compensated afterwards.

However, this experience is inevitably lost here, and it is impossible to pass it back.

Every pioneer of his own has been trained little by little from countless difficult dungeons.

Even if something happens, you will definitely find a way to leave a trace.

Not surprisingly, before the accident, this main body cultivation was a subordinate of the pioneer who had reached the ghost immortal, and the cultivation of the clone warlock in this world would not be lower than that of the Star Bridge.

This kind of cultivation is actually already regarded as a local elite.

A county or city has an average of only two to three people, which is really hard to find.

After all, the overlapping phenomenon of the spirit realm in the past was not so serious, and the speed of the warlock's cultivation has not been able to improve.

The Singbridge Realm is already able to take charge of itself, and if it is within the system, it is enough to be responsible for the defense of a city's extraordinary criminals.

Lin Zhengyang needs to take over some of the relics he left behind.

In Hu Qingdie's hands, there should be clues left by that subordinate.

Well, there may be some secret treasures or something.

The pioneer was a squirrel-like man who liked to hide things and hoard supplies.

Maybe there's a treasure trove hidden.

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Qingyang County, Wutong Road.

In a small Western-style two-story western-style western-style building with a small garden, the lush green trees and dense foliage block the windows on the second floor.

Downstairs, an iron fence more than two meters high surrounds the building.

On the second floor, behind an open window, the sky-blue curtains floated slightly.

The cool breeze that blew in from outside, with a moist scent, blew in through the half-opened glass shutters, slowly blowing everything in the room.

"Bang la la", on the luxurious purple trembling wood desk by the window, a large book spread out, rattling.

In the middle of the page, there is a paperweight made of metal strips.

The wind was blowing, and the pages were blowing from left to right and from right to left.

Inside, it seemed so quiet for a while.

Occasionally, I can hear the tireless birds outside the window, landing between the branches, not flapping their wings and making a fluttering sound.

Leaning against the corner is a double bed.

By the window, there is a new piano.

A black-haired woman with long hair hanging down like a waterfall and wearing a violet suspender nightdress was lying quietly on her seat, but there seemed to be a trace of unrelenting melancholy on her comfortable and quiet sleeping face.

is like Xizi's heart, which is lovable.

"Chang Ping······· Don't go ·······"

In my sleep, it was as if I had returned to that night.

On tour, knowing each other and falling in love, on the night on the passenger ship, the huge monsters that were frequently encountered, as well as dozens of meters of cakes, seemed to be a huge tornado connecting the heavens and the earth········

At that glimpse, the ruins of the ancient city were reflected in the bottom of the water······

Since then, she has repeated the storm every few days.

Winds, torrential rain, monsters, and screaming crowds everywhere.

On the passenger ship, in the dance hall, the upper-class people who were originally neatly dressed revealed their true nature when facing the dilemma of life and death.

Trampling, squeezing, frustrated······ The strong man pushed down the ambiguous female companion next to him, hurriedly squeezed everyone away, and tried to board the lifeboat first.

The huge wrists and feet, with unparalleled force, directly smashed the bridge, and the freighter cut off from it.

She hesitated, and at some point, the luxurious dress on her body was torn from the corner of her skirt.

Her husband Chang Ping always held her right hand tightly and escorted her all the way away.

At that time, there was no anxiety and solemnity on the plane······ That's a rare side of him who has always been calm and serious.

Subsequently, in the face of the people who stood in the way, the guy who tried to compete for a place to survive, he directly started and killed a river of blood.

It was supposed to be disgusting blood, but it made her feel a little relieved.

Finally got on the lifeboat, and the two leaned closely.

Soaking wet, cold and hungry, they can only rely on each other's temperature to snuggle up to each other for warmth.

In the face of the mighty power of nature, they human beings are so insignificant.

The monstrous waves dozens of feet high, from the distant sky, like a line, slowly advanced.

In the pitch-black tornado that connected the heavens and the earth, there seemed to be traces of some kind of huge creature.

With just one face, their ship capsized.

Later, there was darkness in front of me.

Sink to the bottom, cold, dark, silent······

I vaguely only remember that Chang Ping held her hand tightly, bringing her the only little warmth left.

Eventually, she woke up with the loss of her husband.

And that memory, but I can't recall it.

What the hell happened at the end?

Although Chang Ping is not from a big family, he is also one of the few warlocks who condensed the star bridge and could travel in the spirit world, but he was just shipwrecked, and it was impossible to leave him behind.

Even with yourself.

Hu Qingdie, deeply puzzled;

“····· Fell asleep again·······"

"It's this dream again······"

Hu Qingdie woke up from the dream and realized that she was having this dream.

This was done by she.

Her father, who is also a high-ranking official on the imperial side, has a lot of connections.

Therefore, she also has the skills of a warlock, but she has always been obsessed with music before, and she is not very proficient.

But since the shipwreck, she has begun to work this, and even relied on her father's old relationship and found some famous teachers to teach.

In order to find that lost memory.

"Chang Ping······ Where the hell have you been? ”

"You've always been there, I can feel it, you're protecting me."

There are emotions that are difficult to suppress in the heart.

Hu Qingdie silently watched the development of the dream.

Everywhere there is darkness,

In front of me is a picture of the depths of the water.

Every time, there is a break here.

However, this time, she was already much stronger than before, and the dream trembled a little, and continued to evolve.

A dreamy golden starlight appeared in front of him.

"Chang Ping, this is his star bridge, he is in danger."

Hu Qingdie's heart was shocked, and then there was a surge of hope.

Sure enough, the memory wasn't lost, I just forgot.

I'm sure I'll get it back!