Where am I? It's dark...... It's hot...... What's the matter, am I being taken away again?

Sasha, are you talking to me? Where are you? Why don't you come out? It's so dark here, there's no one...... I'm so lonely, I don't have anyone with me...... Come on, I need you......

Who's talking, who's talking to me? I'm ...... Who am I? Where am I? What is this place? Why am I here? It's so hot...... It's painful...... My soul is going to melt, who can save me?

For people in the outside world, Su Ze's soul was only ten days before and after, but for Su Ze, whose consciousness was constantly ups and downs in the sea of souls, these short ten days were as long as ten centuries, so that he gradually forgot everything and forgot himself, like a fragile wisp of green smoke, even if the breeze blows, his soul may be gone.

The prophecy of the black and white phantom is right, thirteen days, this is Su Ze's time limit. It's not that after thirteen days, Chu Mu's curse blood will definitely be able to break through his protection and burn Su Ze to death, but that if Su Ze can't be awakened within thirteen days, then his soul will most likely completely sink into the abyss of the soul sea and never see the light.

Well, what's going on? Su Ze, who felt as if he had been lost in the pitch-black sea of fire for hundreds of years, suddenly felt a trace of coolness flowing into his body! Although this trace of coolness is similar to watering a forest fire with a soak of urine, for Su Ze, who has been scorched and unconscious, this trace of coolness is like a rope falling from the sky, which not only made him instantly recover a wisp of indifferent sanity, but also made him involuntarily want to ask for more Ganlin- Even the pouring rain can't extinguish this dark sea of fire, and he wants to use this ladle of water to awaken his memory!

As he thought, as he asked, a trace of coolness continued to come, an inexplicable coolness slowly surrounded him, allowing him to gain a trace of tranquility from the scorching flames, and also made his distorted face like a ghost talisman gradually turn and straighten back.

In the process of memory correction, Su Ze saw many fragments of the past in this life, even including many pictures that should have been forgotten when he was a baby. From the perspective of his swaddling clothes, he saw his ruddy-faced, smiling mother, and also saw the "father" of the sword-wielding guardian mother. He seemed to hear his mother whispering something in his ear, and his tone was surprisingly strange, like an expectation and a curse.

Su Ze wanted to listen to his mother's words a few more times, and he wanted to know why he was born different. But the correction of memory does not depend on his will, no matter how he begged and shouted, the mother in front of him finally became that pale, emaciated, and sick appearance, and the majesty of the "father" revealed a little hatred, which also made him feel doubtful, frightened, and panicked, as if it was not someone else who had harmed his mother like this, but he who knew nothing about everything.

This time, Su Zeke had to thank the ruthlessness of memory, and the fear of his "father's" sight also inadvertently disappeared. Immediately afterwards, he saw himself picking up shells on the beach, Xiaomeng splashing water on himself in the sea, seeing the martial arts brothers throwing sand and stones at him, and also seeing the undisguised disgusted eyes of the adults in the village......

Then, out of nowhere, a fire floated out, like burning through a piece of rice paper, and instantly burned it all to ashes. And the living people in his memory were also turned into charred skeletons in this sudden fire......

Then, the pair of golden cherries, which were enough to blind a man's eyes in the light of the fire, made him suddenly realize that his childhood was so unworthy of memories...... Before he knew it, the flood of memories pushed him to the pier where he was ten years old.

Su Ze had always thought that the least memorable time in his life was the days when he learned to kill under Luo Qiong. However, memory is not necessarily accurate, but it is absolutely fair. Now he had all the power he had earned with blood and pain in those three years, so no matter how much he tried to escape the past that had made him twisted, weird, cold, and inhuman, this memory was clearer than all the previous images - the entrails of the brightly beating animals even made his merely ideological existence faintly disgusting!

Finally, he survived three years and walked into the back mountain, which has been passed down as a forbidden place by the villagers for generations. There, he subdued Chubby, found the moon, and for the first time, Qiuqiu spoke. These are his most cherished memories.

Then, he successfully walked out of the Warcraft Mountain Range, met the Han family, and also met Han Xue...... Just when Han Xue's immature face from nearly four years ago appeared in front of him, Su Ze vaguely realized that the coolness that lingered around him seemed to faintly exude the sweet fragrance of Han Xue's body......

It's okay, don't show me these boring things anymore! At this point, Su Ze waved his hand, and easily shattered the memory of the picture like breaking the shadow of the moon in the water. He had completely recalled his identity, and he also remembered that he was swallowed by the blood mist that Chu Mu had exploded to come to this ghost place that was not like hell or heaven, so he didn't need to read those stories that he knew by heart.

But how am I going to get out of here? Su Ze looked around the pitch-black sea of fire, and dimly seemed to see a ray of light directly ahead. He tried to get closer to the glimmer of light, and the heavy black faded like a haze of sunlight. When the black fog cleared, he vaguely saw a girl in a snow-white wedding dress, sitting on his crotch and twisting her waist......

Su Ze...... Are you awake......"

Huh? This is Xiao Meng's voice? Su Ze forced his eyes to focus on the face of the girl on his body, and said in his heart, is she Xiao Meng?

Su Ze...... Are you awake...... ...... you talk?"

Su Ze was sure that it was Xiao Meng's voice in his ears, but his five senses were chaotic at the moment, seeing things and listening to things buzzing, and this abnormal sense also made him gradually believe that he had not walked out of the dark sea of fire, and everything in front of him was just a fragment of memories in the sea of souls.

It turns out that in my memory, did I marry Xiaomeng? Thinking of this, Su Ze couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face, and then put his hands like broken marionettes on the girl's waist with great difficulty, and pushed his crotch together with the girl's unfamiliar movements. And the slightly miserable cry from the girl's mouth, in his buzzing ears, also seemed to be the most beautiful episode for this "dream memory", and it also made him more and more energetic and cooler, as if the evil fire that burned his internal organs was about to pour out with this "unruly delusion".

In the end, Su Ze didn't breathe fire as Li Shasha thought. The moment he expelled the evil fire in his body along with the peak of desire, his vision gradually became clear. At this time, looking at Han Xue's little face with shame, anger, and worry, he suddenly felt the real feeling of Han Xue sitting on him......

"Su Ze, you've finally woken up!"

As his vision became clearer, Su Ze's hearing was fine. It wasn't until he heard Xiaomeng's voice in his ears again at this moment that he realized that those voices before were not from Han Xue's mouth. So he turned his head stiffly, looked at Xiao Meng with eyes full of concern in disbelief, and couldn't help but ask embarrassedly, "I...... Isn't it a little bad time to wake up?"