Tang Qiuxue seemed to be being pulled, and her hand went towards the bead uncontrollably, and the moment she touched it, the bead instantly shattered into dots of light and rushed into her mind.

Tang Qiuxue maintained the movement of reaching out, her eyes were scattered, and she didn't move.

It's weird.

That person seemed to be me, but it didn't feel like me.

It's so familiar, it's a blissful feeling.

Obviously in memory, there has never been, why?

Why do these images appear in my mind?

Was it my delusion, or was it something I had forgotten?

Can anyone tell me who I am and what I have forgotten.

Who is he?

Just thinking of him, the satisfaction and happiness in his chest that is about to overflow is impossible to ignore.

She desperately wanted to know everything, why the ginseng fruit found her in the first place, why she wanted to go to a different world, but the same person was the same person.

That's right, the same person.

Although their faces look different, the tiny mole that grows on the left earlobe, which is difficult for you to spot if you don't look closely, has never changed.

Same location, same shape, same shade of color.

It's weird, right, just by virtue of an inconspicuous mole, it feels like they're the same person.

In the past, she only vaguely guessed and didn't dare to make a direct conclusion, but she couldn't be sure until she saw that person.

It's him.

All along, the task she did, the person who raided the strategy, was him.

In addition to the mole in the same position, there was also the face that fused all of their best facial features.

Wei Yan's eyes, Cheng Shuhang's nose, Lin Shujie's eyebrows, Jun Zimo's thin lips, Ji Yuliang's fingers, Su Ming's little tiger teeth, Nan Jingfeng's voice, and Ye Juechen's figure.

It's a strange combination, but it's so harmonious that you can't take your eyes off it.

He turned his head and smiled dotingly, and at that moment, she felt as if she was in a sea of flowers, which was intoxicating.

Fool, wherever you are, I will find you.

Wherever you are, I will, find you.

In a trance, she seemed to hear him whispering in her ear, very small, but very deafening.

It hurts.

The pain was about to be torn.

Tang Qiuxue suddenly rolled over, with a painful look on her face, her soul was pulled, and when she was about to be torn apart, she was kneaded together heavily.

Just like the production process of the clay doll, different beatings, constant kneading, and finally shaping the figure.

Over and over again, I don't know what year it is, and finally got through it, Tang Qiuxue's face was already pale.

However, after only a few seconds of breathing, flames suddenly burst out of Tang Qiuxue's body, and the scorching burning sensation made her already exhausted only moan powerlessly, unable to resist.

In the past, she always heard people say that it seemed to be roasted on a fire, but now she really experienced what it means to be tormented on fire.

Tang Qiuxue's consciousness became weaker and weaker, and she reluctantly pulled out her self-deprecating expression, and said that she wanted to protect others, but now she can't even save herself, which is really ironic.

I'm not dying.

But I was so unwilling to die like this.

I still have a lot of things to figure out.

The vision is getting blurred and blurred, and the consciousness is already confused.

Suddenly, a cool coolness rose from the bones, extinguishing the burning sensation on the body, bringing a comfortable coolness.

Is this saved?

Half-unveiled her eyelids, the dazzling firelight in her blurred vision had disappeared, and Tang Qiuxue let out a heavy breath.

Really saved.

However, she was still happy too early, and the initial chill gradually turned into a biting chill.

If the fire just now burned her soul, then the chill now pierced her bones.

Tang Qiuxue thought to herself, sure enough, she was still too young.

It's cold, it's painful.

The already pale face was frozen black, and there was even a thin layer of hoarfrost on the eyelashes and eyebrows.