Chinese This nervousness in turn affected Heng Yi, because he felt that the Holy King's reaction was like an answer!

"Why do you ask?"

"I've had a dream for as long as I can remember...... That dream made me know that I must have a past life, I must have been what I used to be. This article is written by: When I first went to the Secret Garden to eat the Gollum Fruit, I remembered some memories that I never knew, and I remember that I was a child, carrying a little girl on my back and wading through mountains and rivers, in order to go to a mountain, and I said that I could apprentice there...... We wander together and often go hungry...... The little girl in my memory is very edible and likes to eat, and she eats chicken bones and never chews until only bone residue remains. ”

With memories and telling, Heng Yi's voice became quieter and quieter, but that calm revealed very sincere emotions.

The Saint King beside the bed involuntarily turned her head and face slightly, and tears welled up on her face covered by the white veil at this moment, but she didn't want people to see it.

“...... Those fragments of memories are incomplete, and I feel that I know who she is, but every time I call her name in my memory, I stop, is it a coincidence?If so, why is it that there is no such thing as her and my own name in the scenes? I can't tell, but when I saw you that day in Wanglongxing, I felt ...... No, I'm convinced, you're her. Although, judging by your past experience, it won't be her anyway-"

"Why?" the Saint King asked softly, because Heng Yi's words revealed a special message.

"I know that I have been a wandering soul in the universe for at least eight hundred years, and I have not been a living creature in that time. How can it be that there is an intersection with you?" These were Heng Yi's secrets, but at this moment, he couldn't help but say it in the face of the Holy King, because he firmly believed that his feelings were not delusions.

“...... I eat chicken bones and never chew them. Because the family was very poor when I was a child, my parents couldn't afford to raise it, and I remember that only meat was eaten during the Chinese New Year, and I was reluctant to take the chicken in my mouth for a long time to taste the residual taste of it, until the taste was exhausted, I was still reluctant to vomit, and I tried to bite it and found that the taste inside was more beautiful. The Holy King said softly, in a murmuring tone. It's as if it's from another dimension......

There was no such past in the Saint King's experience, she was originally the daughter of the elder of the Garden Elf Clan's Divine Temple, and she was a pure and noble class of the Garden Elf Clan's bloodline. This kind of poverty is only suffering, and it should not be experienced.

"Who am I?" Heng Yi hugged the Saint King's shoulders, trying to face her face that she could avoid. "Who are you?"

There was no sound of the Holy King answering in the silent dormitory for a long time......

Heng Yi found that he was too anxious, so he hurriedly let go of his hand slightly, and asked in a concerned soft voice, "Did it hurt you?"

The Holy King shook his head slowly. Still no opening.

There was a moment of silence. Heng Yi didn't know why the Saint King avoided talking about this, but it was obvious that she was not the Saint King at all, and it was impossible for the Saint King to have anything to do with him.

It's the obvious fact that she's someone else, but who is she?

She didn't hide this fact, but she avoided answering more questions.

What is the reason for her to have such an unspeakable secret?

Heng Yi really wanted to know, but he didn't feel like he was forcing the Holy King to answer.

"I think you must have something to hide, so let's not talk about that today. The memories of the Secret Garden are far from complete, and I don't want to use them to find out your name and my name at that time. But I really want to know the full story of that wandering time, can you tell me?"

Heng Yi's sincere inquiry made the silent Saint King sit up straight, and his eyes under the white veil clearly shone with a crystal light......

Heng Yi saw it, and seemed to be able to read her reminiscences full of emotion.

"From the first time we met?"

"No, I wish it was earlier about your experience that began. "Heng Yi really wants to know about the Holy King, and he also wants to know her life experience as completely as possible.

“...... I don't think much like talking about biological parents, my memory is too vague, I just remember that I was very poor at that time, they couldn't afford to raise me who was too able to eat, so they sold me, I have no resentment towards them, because I know that they really can't afford to raise them, and I also know that at that time, this kind of thing was just a common situation among the poor, it's not that there is no love, it's just that when you don't have enough to eat and worry about survival, love needs to weigh and choose, there are several brothers and sisters, sell one, live a few, then you can only endure the pain and cut your love......"

Heng Yi recalled the stories of many junior brothers and sisters when he was in the Sanyuan Sect, and he was able to fully understand the tragic separation caused by poverty, he sat on the bed, put his arm around the Saint King's shoulders, and let her lean into his arms, listening quietly, not easily interrupting her thoughts.

“...... As a little slave, when you go to the slave's manor, you still eat very little, because you are children, most slave owners will give their children as little food as possible in order to control the input and harvest, starvation, can work, how long to work, if you unfortunately die early, they will not buy you back in vain...... One day I ran to the kitchen and stole chicken legs, ate some and hid some. Later, the overseer dragged us all out and asked who had stolen it, all of whom were about the same age, and everyone was terrified, knowing that it was inevitable that it would be a beating...... At that time, you stood up and said, "You stole the drumsticks......"

Heng Yi quietly listened to these things that were related to him, but he couldn't remember the past, he felt that he was doing the right thing at that time, if no one stood up, everyone would be beaten, including himself, since he would always be beaten, why not stand up?

“...... I watched the whip be whipped on you again and again, but you didn't cry or cry out in pain, stubbornly bearing the pain and unwilling to give in and beg for mercy. I really wanted to stand up and say that it had nothing to do with you, but at that time, I really didn't know what it meant to be brave, I just watched with gratitude and guilt, just like everyone else...... Actually, when I followed the master to cultivate, it was very hard, but I fought very hard, because I always remembered the scene of you being whipped that day, and I also looked at myself cowardly from the sidelines, I wanted to become stronger, to become brave, at that time I didn't have a great sense of responsibility and mission, and the reason for cultivation was just that. Maybe...... I've always been just like that......"

For a moment, as if immersed in the reminiscence of the past, for a long time, the Holy King suddenly replied to the gods, "It's far away, hunger, poverty, and the status of a slave make me only remember my stomach, and when I went back that day, I took out the hidden chicken leg and handed it to you, but you let me eat it, obviously it is what you deserve, and it is far from enough to repay your scapegoature and help...... At the time, I didn't understand why, but I knew that later you called on everyone to resist together, and promised that you would be responsible for the most dangerous beginning, and if you succeeded, everyone would flee together, and if you failed, everyone pretended not to know, and you were the only one who died. You ask me if I want to be free. Actually, I didn't know what freedom was, but I only saw the light in your eyes, very bright, very clear, very beautiful......"

Listening to the Holy King's mouth, Heng Yi was not surprised, and felt that his past should be like that.

“...... You kill the overseer who delivered the food, pour the special gift you received by stratagem into a porridge bucket with few grains of rice, stir it up and let everyone eat it together, and say, 'Divide more or less, you can't avoid it, don't fight for it, run away after eating, you won't just eat meat and vegetables and let everyone drink gruel...... At that time, I just thought that you were different from everyone else......"

At this, there was a proud smile in the Saint King's voice.

"A huge slave manor ended up because of a group of small slaves, the little slaves you led fell into the sea of fire, so small you know how to judge human nature because of the hardships you have experienced, right? In the chaos, others robbed money, you didn't, you let us grab food, saying that children will die if they go on the road with money, and they can only survive with food. I escaped the pursuit, escaped from the border, and in the chaos of leaving the country, I dragged you tightly, and you pulled me with all your might, even though I was just a weak and weak burden, but you did not cross the river and tear down the bridge...... Of course, I didn't understand the word at that time, I was just scared of the strangers around me, afraid, and felt that I could feel at ease by grabbing you and following you......"

The muttering of memories in the bedroom continued to echo, and the long night became too short, and when the sky was shining brightly, Heng Yi still held the Holy King and listened to her tell about the wanderings of the two people on the way to apprenticeship.

Bit by bit, most of Hengyi couldn't remember, but when he listened, he felt that the emotions in his body were changing, and he was sad and happy with the pain and joy in the memory of wandering.

Isn't it, even though he has forgotten and can't remember, the emotions he once experienced are still in his soul?

When listening to these pasts, he can't remember the scene or the picture, but he still remembers the mood at that time?

It was dawn, but Heng Yi didn't want to go anywhere, he wanted to listen, and the Holy King was willing to continue.

It turned out to be their wedding night, but both of them had a good time, but they were afraid of interference from the outside.

Because they all know that the sky is already dawn, and the contact array may be called at any time.

Sure enough, the contact array rang.

"The great king of nature awaits the holy king and the peerless god in the temple. ”

According to the rules of the Garden Elf Clan, the Saint King got married like the King of Nature, and set off early in the morning on the second day of the wedding to patrol the divine star of each clan god king, not only for inspection, but also to let the clan god king know the peerless god and take a look at each other.

"Tell me about it on the road, right?"

"I'll talk about it on the road!"

Heng Yi was full of energy, although he still didn't want to stop, but he knew that the coming day was long, so many things could not be finished in just one or two days, especially what he needed to know was as detailed as possible, and every bit of detail could not be missed, and he definitely did not need to listen to generalized words.

Because he is not listening to the stories of the past, but regaining lost memories in listening. (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese