Underworld--Ink City-------------------------

"What? Found Nether Fire in the present world? The old man in the purple wizard's robe swooped up from his chair: "Could it be, isn't it ........?" His right hand, which held the wizard's staff, trembled slightly, and his expression was incredulous.

"Great Elder, our Nether Butterfly did sense the Nether Fire in this world, and his subordinates immediately sent dozens of wizards to investigate, but unfortunately it was still a little late......" The young man who replied had a slightly dark face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide jaw and broad lips, only to see that he was dressed in a white plain robe, his brows were slightly furrowed, but his face was a look of chagrin that could not be hidden.

The old man who was called the Great Elder didn't seem to hear it at the moment, but just muttered, "Mo Fei, Mo Fei really is..."

"Lord Yaoji has been reincarnated." The young man in white couldn't help but blurt out this fact that made the Great Elder very excited, but he didn't dare to say it easily.

"Yao Ji...... Yao Ji ........." The old man in purple silently recited this extremely familiar name, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

How many years? How many years has he been looking forward to this day, but when this moment really came, there was a trace of indescribable cowardice in his heart, Yaoji, can you still remember him? Five hundred years, how many reincarnations have been wasted? Can she still be the same as she was back then?

"Great Elder, do you need to send some more Nether Butterflies to search for Lord Yaoji's traces...... Great Elder? The young man in white noticed the strangeness of the old man in purple, and deliberately raised his voice in an attempt to pull back the other party's thoughts.

"Recruit all the Nether Butterflies back and send them to the present world, and at all costs, you must find out the whereabouts of Yao Ji's reincarnation as soon as possible." After a moment of silence, the old man's answer was unexpectedly resolute.

"But..." Before the young man in white could say anything more, the old man waved his hand lightly, signaling the other party to retreat, and then sent away all the attendants around him, until he confirmed that there was no one around, then slowly walked behind a certain screen, quietly opened a secret door, and disappeared into the secret room in a flash.

Walking through the long black secret passage, I don't know how long I walked, suddenly a silver light flashed in front of me, as if I had reached the end of the secret passage, and at this time an extremely strange ice room appeared in front of me.

The old man in purple unconsciously stopped, straightened his mind, straightened his clothes, and slowly entered the room. This ice room is not much smaller than Fang Cai's living room, in addition to four huge icicles, there is also a two-zhang high ice statue in the empty ice room.

And the person of this ice sculpture is clearly poppy, no, it is clearly the appearance of Yaoji.

The old man in purple slowly walked to the statue, something flashed in his eyes, he excitedly wanted to reach out to touch the statue, his hand reached halfway, but for some reason stopped in mid-air, perhaps noticing the strangeness in the icicles around him. He coughed lightly twice, a little unprepared for his abrupt demeanor.

"Usu, you....are here." There was a lazy sound of tiredness in the icicles in the northwest corner, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Uncle Shi." The old man in purple hurriedly turned around and waved respectfully at the icicles in the northwest corner, only to see that the four icicles began to have strange purple streamers flashing, but there was still no trace of anyone.

"Yao Ji seems to have been reincarnated." The purple-clothed old man named Wusu didn't even dare to say more superfluous words at the moment, and went straight to the point.

"Really? The day has finally arrived..."Another thoughtful voice came from the icicles in the southeast corner.

"It's been five hundred years, and the seal you put on her back then is almost to the limit, Yao Ji's primordial spirit had a change a while ago, and we know that the general situation is not good. It seems that she is really going to wake up this time. "This time the sound came from the icicles in the northeast.

"Five hundred years ago, since Yaoji's physical annihilation, we didn't get any information about the reincarnation of the "God of Ink" Kamai, we expected that there would be this day, and she would wake up again after all! That's why the four of us were sealed here. The icicles in the southeast let out another sigh.

However, after thinking about it for 500 years, even now we still haven't understood why the "God of Ink Brake" would die and identify Yao Ji, and she will no longer be reincarnated after her physical annihilation, I don't understand! It's so weird! ”

"It seems that Yao Ji still has a lot of secrets hidden in us that we don't know, after all, she is the most talented great wizard in this city since the Sickle!"

"Then we ......" Listening to the muttering of his uncles and uncles, with an inquiring tone, Wu Su respectfully waited for the following, but his eyes always drifted to the lifelike ice sculpture unconsciously.

The woman in the statue is as clear as jade, just like when he first saw her.

No one knew that in his mind, he was actually very happy about Yaoji's awakening. Unlike the worries of his uncles, for him, Yaoji's awakening was something he had been praying for day and night, even if he knew that her reawakening might have a devastating impact on Shamo again.

But in the bottom of his heart, he still longed to see her again--

The woman who used to smile like a flower;

the woman who always playfully dragged the tail note to call him "senior brother";

The woman he loved so much.......

"Let's do nothing, wait." A deep voice came from the icicles in the southwest, which had not yet spoken, and Wusu's eyes widened, and he repeated in surprise: "Don't do anything? He chewed on the words, but his eyes were confused.

"If Yao Ji is really reincarnated, she will definitely come back, and her Yuan Shen will guide her back here, because only by returning here can she regain all the power that belongs to her." The voice that came from the southwest again seemed to be solving Wusu's confusion, and it seemed to be muttering to itself.

"However, Uncle Shi, Yaoji's Yuan Shen has not fully awakened yet, if her reincarnation is found by the Nayu people first, the consequences will ......" Wu Su didn't seem to hide his eagerness to see her: "I think we should take her back to Chamo City before the Nayu people and before her Yuan Shen awakens." ”

"Nope! The top priority now is for the four of us to unlock our seals and retrieve the power that was sealed by us back then, but this will also take a while, if she is allowed to return to Brake City too early, it will definitely stimulate her Yuan Shen to wake up in advance, and if our strength is not restored, what will happen, no one can predict, we can't take this risk. ”

"But, Uncle Shi...."Wu Su was not willing to let his reunion with Yao Ji after five hundred years be put on hold, and he tried to take a step back and persuade his uncles: "But we must at least know her whereabouts, just in case." ”

"It's been five hundred years, and you still can't let go of her....." There was a heavy sigh from the icicle in the southeast corner, and suddenly the room fell silent, Wusu looked embarrassed, and coughed slightly twice uncomfortably, but did not refute.

"It's all a 'love' word! You and Yao Ji are both people who value love and righteousness, but you end up like this, why bother! Why! ”

"Uncle Shi...."Wu Su wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.

"Don't say any more, you step down, the time has not come, everything is in vain."

Wu Su looked at the woman with the ice sculpture steadily, and after a long time, let out a long sigh and turned to leave.

Although he was forbidden by his uncles to contact the reincarnation of Yao Ji, Wusu did not intend to be obedient. At least the Nether Butterfly sent before, he didn't mean to take it back.

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The love of the people in this car is not broken, and the fate of the dust is difficult, but the poppy of the present world is the heart between the eyebrows at the moment, and the intestines are full of knots, but it is a pity that it is not that person.

That day, he was injured by his light arrow in the fight with Zhuo Wei, and he didn't know it at the time, but after he went back, he found that he was injured a lot! All over her body, there were hideous blood marks everywhere, almost no skin was intact, and the strong stinging sensation burned her tears and couldn't help but "snap" straight down, and the most deadly thing was that if she fell into a scar, she would be completely disfigured.

When Poppy was repenting of her reckless actions, she saw Mo Yi pursing her lips and walking over quietly, he carefully wiped every wound for her, and gently applied a strange ointment for her, as soon as the ointment with a faint scent of osmanthus touched the skin, she immediately felt that the pores of her whole body seemed to be opened, and her skin greedily absorbed the ointment, and then the burning stinging sensation disappeared, I don't know if it was her dazzle, she seemed to see the bloody blood marks healing and disappearing little by little......

At this time, Poppy Li stopped her tears and looked at Mo Yi with teary eyes, not knowing whether to apologize or thank you first.

The originally delicate face was actually mixed with joy and sorrow, and the expression was quite strange. Mo Yi was amused by her tangled expression, and his thin lips, which had always been tightly pursed, rarely hooked up a faint smile, and he rubbed her hair carelessly: "Don't think nonsense, it will be fine, I promise that there will be no scars." ”

At that moment, Poppy found that his heartbeat had missed half a beat. Her heart remembered the words of Yaoji in her dream for no reason-he was so gentle in his bones, not at all like the murderous and bloodthirsty Nayu people.

Yes, maybe she didn't care about it before, this is the first time, she really feels his gentleness, this man's gentleness is not public, just hidden in some subtleties, although he has never said anything sweet, although it is just a gesture that is almost taken for granted, but it makes her heart warm for no reason.

Thinking about this, it was a little unnatural to look at Mo Yi's eyes again. Although the subconscious told me that maybe I shouldn't have too much entanglement with this person, the girl's heart in the cardamom years was like a wild horse that had taken off the reins, and she couldn't help herself.

These days, Poppy has repeatedly told himself in the bottom of his heart - be natural, the same as before. But how can it be the same?

Although I forced myself not to think about it countless times, what lingered in my mind was a deep question - what happened between Yao Ji and Mo Yi back then?

"In your heart, what kind of existence is Yaoji?" Such a simple sentence, every time it came to her mouth, she was swallowed back alive, she knew that she couldn't ask. However, looking at the face that left no trace of time, she couldn't help but speculate about his past, his mysterious past.

Before, maybe she could have deceived herself into not thinking about the many coincidences and chances, maybe she could have told herself calmly that his encounter with her was purely arranged by God. However, when she found that she cared more and more about this person, she couldn't convince herself with such far-fetched reasons, the more she cared about a person, the easier it was to care about his every word and every move.

Perhaps, he approached her because he knew that he was the reincarnation of Yao Ji, right? Maybe it was this face that made him notice himself in the vast sea of people that was exactly the same face as Yaoji? Such thoughts came to her mind countless times, but she did not have the courage to inquire.

Maybe for a moment, looking at the resolute back, poppy thought in the bottom of my heart like a turtle with a shrunken head - it seems that it is not bad to live with this person for the rest of my life.

Poppy held her chin with one hand, and was caught up in the tangled emotions in her heart, but inadvertently, her fingertips brushed her forehead, and her unconscious smile quickly condensed, because she once again touched the sickle-like mark on her forehead, the mark - like a dream girl, and there was a faint burning sensation from her forehead to her whole body.

Poppy didn't know that the unknown power in her body had quietly awakened, as if to solve her puzzles, and suddenly a strong sense of severe pain swept through Poppy's body, only to feel a splitting headache, and the sky was dark for a while....

Immediately after, Poppy felt that his consciousness was being eroded little by little, and the image of the girl in the dream gradually became clear in his mind, and countless pictures of light and shadow flashed in his mind like a marquee....

The poppy consciousness fell into a prolonged coma.....