972 The vicissitudes of 10,000 years seem to be her own memory

But in fact, it took Mu Hanyan less than half a quarter of an hour to open his eyes again, except for the painful look at the beginning, and a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, there was nothing to do.

"I know you're going to be fine. Ye Yanfeng looked at Mu Hanyan, although he said it easily, he was obviously relieved.

Mu Hanyan saw Ye Yanfeng's relieved appearance, knowing that he was actually not as calm as he seemed on the surface, he had been worried about himself in his heart, and his heart was even more moved.

Hua Yue and the others had already seen the birth of the traces in Mu Hanyan's body I don't know how many times, and even they thought they were numb, but at this moment, they were still so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Even Xia Youchen couldn't close his mouth with his mouth open for a long time, how could this be? Could it be that the fragment of that ancient book was recorded incorrectly, otherwise there would be no reason to be so relaxed.

As for Nian Anyao and the Fifth Prince and others, they never thought that Mu Hanyan would have a chance to survive, and at this time, they stared at each other, and their faces still kept smiling, but this smile became so stiff and so weird, it was ugly to cry.

In fact, such a result is incredible, even Mu Hanyan himself finds it incredible.

She was also startled when the memories from the ancient times invaded her mind with an unstoppable force.

It was a huge memory left by the long life of the ancient beast for tens of thousands of years, hazy and illusory but disorganized, and what was even more terrifying was that it also contained the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the ancient beast at that time, and all kinds of completely different emotions were constantly alternating in Mu Hanyan's mind, empathizing.

One moment, it makes people ecstatic, and the next moment, it makes people feel painful.

Fortunately, Mu Hanyan had a similar experience when she used the mysterious astrolabe, and she was familiar with the road, so she didn't faint to death on the spot, but the rapid alternation of emotions in her mind still made her almost crazy, and bursts of sharp pain also filled her mind, feeling that her brain and soul were going to be torn to pieces.

When Mu Hanyan himself thought that he was certain to die, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his mind, as if some barrier had been broken.

Those pictures are still hazy and illusory, making people unable to see the flowers clearly in the fog, but Mu Hanyan has a strange feeling, all of which are déjà vu, as if he has seen or experienced it with his own eyes, and the various emotions of joy, sorrow, joy, anger and sorrow are also as if he had felt them.

It's as if all this is my own memory.

This feeling is so divine, so mysterious, hazy and illusory that cannot be captured, but so familiar.

Although she would still be happy for the joy of the memory of the divine beast, and sad for its sorrow, her mind would no longer be affected by it, let alone hurt in the slightest, because it had become a part of her life, and she just couldn't recall it for the time being.

But just like when recalling the past, no matter how much sadness and pain there is, it will no longer be as painful as it was at the beginning.

The memories of the divine beast were constantly injected into his mind, and Mu Hanyan seemed to have gone through thousands of reincarnations and thousands of years of vicissitudes in another world.

However, when she opened her eyes, she found that all this was only a moment.

Inheriting the memory of the divine beast is so simple, there is no trace of the danger that Xia Youchen said, and seeing Ye Qifeng's handsome face again, she even suspects that her heart is broken, and everything in front of her is just a sleeping dream.

(King Divine Beast, what does it have to do with Hanyan?, everyone guess, bahaha.) About the heroine's recovery of her daughter's body, after returning to the capital and entering the academy, it's almost over, and I can write about it next month. At the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass. ）