The veil of darkness shrouded the entire forest, as if this red dust was incomparably silent only because of the night when the moon hung on the branches, and the undercurrent would also swell silently with the arrival of the night. But under this undercurrent of the night sky, Luo Qinchen, Mu Li and the others enjoyed the taste of roasting wild bears in the Slave Soul Cave. Almost every hunter knows some skills in wild cooking, and Qin Chenmuli, who has been taught by Luo Fan, and Yuan Wei, who has received professional training, naturally also understand, but when they eat the first bite of roasted bear meat, they have to admit that they can't cook such a delicacy. Qin Chen is okay, after all, they grew up together, and there are naturally not a few people who taste Muli's cooking, and Muli's cooking skills are so hard to learn in order to tie Mo Lixuan's stomach, and the food he usually cooks will naturally be worse.

At this meal, Yuan Wei and Yuan Mingming ate very happily, and even Qin Chen, who had been thinking about things, couldn't help but stretch his frowning brows a little after seeing the two fathers and sons, and raised the corners of his mouth a little funny, like a shy white lotus, slightly blooming with white and flawless petals. Suddenly, the smile froze on the delicate and smooth face like a bolt from the blue......

"If I hadn't crossed over here...... At least my family and I get along well...... After all, they are already twenty-six years old, and they should be sensible. A sigh, accompanied by Qin Chen's emotion, exhaled softly, like a silent breeze, dissipated into the invisible and untouched air before it could be heard. "Yes...... It's all gone, but I still want to go back and continue to live a carefree life, even though I don't like that home......"

It was night, still filled with black veil to soothe the people who fell asleep one after another, but on the same night, Qin Chen fell into insomnia for no reason, and the strange rhythm in his heart kept coming out, but even though Qin Chen turned over the entire Heavenly Spider Secret Book, he still couldn't find any clues. Since he had no thoughts, he had no choice but to quietly feel and feel the surrounding environment, trying to find another way to break the barrier of the attributeless physique, break away from the world, and become a real mortal cultivator. Just do it, I saw Qin Chen walking alone outside the Slave Soul Cave, sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, his eyelids closed lightly, and his slightly trembling eyelashes were like elves, flapping his wings on his eyelids. When a person's heart is completely quiet, nothing in the world can disturb its quietness, and no matter how noisy the city is, it is just a song of red dust sung by the words of all beings.

At this time, Qin Chen was in this kind of selfless realm that was difficult to disturb. It's not that Qin Chen's entry is magical, but his own attributeless physique allows Qin Chen not to extract the corresponding natural forces in the intricate environment to experience its characteristics, but to directly extract the natural forces around him, regardless of attributes, regardless of pure and mixed, just to simply feel its existence. Feel its existence zài, and experience its storage zài. These are the two things that Qin Chen has to do. From the environment, feel the wisps of natural forces hidden in the air, and from the natural forces mixed with various attributes, feel the changes between various attributes, the cycle between each other, the assimilation and exclusion between each other, and the supply and distribution between each other.

It's a pity that Qin Chen only has no attribute physique.

Whenever Qin Chen felt the existence of natural forces, these felt natural forces would flee as quickly as if they had encountered something terrible, making Qin Chen unable to experience the slightest change in natural forces. Faced with such a situation, there is no other way than to re-experience the existence of natural forces in a different direction. This is very strange, when fighting, Qin Chen can use the "natural contract" to more or less be able to use the natural force, but at other times, even ordinary meditation can not carefully appreciate the characteristics of the natural force, which is probably the reason why the Divine Cry physique is abandoned by the world. However, it is precisely because of this that Qin Chen can become more and more focused in the process of meditation, although it is not to the point of ignoring it, but at least ordinary harassment cannot disrupt her meditation.

I don't know if it's because the body has been washed by a large amount of viscous natural force like a liquid during the day, but this time the meditation has made great progress, although it can't be as easy as Mu Li's natural force, but at least the natural force around it is not running around like usual, but as if a little curious, take the initiative to meet Qin Chen's detection feeling. As soon as it was touched, time seemed to stand still, and even the dust and sand raised by the breeze seemed to be imprisoned in the air for this second, unable to move.

"It turns out that this is the feeling that cannot be expressed by the ...... forces of nature", which is beyond the five senses, but acts in the six senses, is like a dream, too illusory. This feeling directly made Qin Chen's six senses fall into intoxication, and he fell into it without warning. The consciousness is completely wrapped in the natural forces that are free of all around, and the colors representing the seven natural forces are constantly circulating around Qin Chen, circulating the changes between the seven natural forces, sometimes the ice dance of fiery red and blue, sometimes the thunderbolt of the dark green and blue forest, sometimes the wind, frost, rain and snow of blue and blue, and sometimes the bottomless swamp of earth brown and dark blue...... Linlin, each blooming, one after another from Qin Chen's eyes, slipping through the skin, passing through the body, as if in addition to the consciousness space of another colorful space that only allows consciousness to exist, unrestrained, carefree, at such a moment, Qin Chen suddenly thought that this was her final accommodation, and wanted to be here forever, never leaving......

"Bang~" A string sounded, suddenly sounded, or sad or sighing into Qin Chen's soul consciousness sea, suddenly, this dreamlike color world was like a smooth mirror, was knocked to pieces, pieces of debris continued to refract Qin Chen's face, at this moment presented countless sleepy-eyed Qin Chen, seemingly real, but so false, true and false. These many familiar faces look like the same face, but they are extremely rich in different expressions, and even a smile is shuttling between the real and the unreal, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the unreal, and it also makes Qin Chen feel confused for a while.

"Since when did you become so hypocritical...... Even laughter is so fake...... Is it because I am not from this world...... Is it because of him...... After all, I'm gone......"

"What am I doing this game for...... Is it because I want that guest position...... No, no, it seems that my uncle wants me to participate...... No, it looks like I want to participate in ......."

"Hey, how did I end up here...... Am I not meditating outside the cave...... Wrong, wrong, wrong, I should have been having dinner with my uncle...... Ah, Boo has caught a horse for ten years, and now he can buy more things......"

"Wait...... Who am I...... Who am I...... Who is it...... Who...... Who ......"

Who am I...... Qin Chen twisted his head, thinking blankly, Qin Chen, who was reflected in the slag, also twisted his head, reflecting the look full of dazedness, the different refraction angles made the pieces of debris present Qin Chen's expression three hundred and sixty degrees, each side, is a different Qin Chen, a Qin Chen with different identities, different moods, different thoughts, and different feelings, as if in this space, there are countless people wearing the same mask.

But, who am I?

............

Luoluo City, the mansion of the lord of Luojia City.

In the dark and damp underground passage, a maid dressed in blue was carrying a simple bamboo basket carrying a lamp, stomping through the broken steps, and came to a decaying gate at the end of the passage, put down the bamboo basket in her hand on the spot, and then continued to take broken steps, turned away, but in a blink of an eye, disappeared into the darkness.

Like a giant shield connecting heaven and earth, this gate stood in the middle of this damp passage, as if it had fallen from the sky, cutting off the dark passage, separating the front and back of the passage. Not long after the blue-clothed maid left, a heavy and long "babbling" sounded slowly, echoing tactfully in this dark and damp passage, and in the gap where the door opened, a skinny pale thin hand poked out of it, and cleverly picked up the bamboo basket placed in front of the gate on the bony thin index finger, and silently withdrew into the gate, and the huge shield-like gate also made a heavy "babbling" sound again with the retraction of this Qianqian's thin hand, "boom" With a bang, it was as if the entire tunnel was trembling, and it closed heavily.

Meanwhile, inside Aoki Town, Bryce's medical center.

It was still the dead of night, but Bryce's clinic was still brightly lit. At this time of silence, Mu Mu and Mo Lixuan both gathered in Bryce's medical hall and sat silently with Bryce. After a long time, Mu Mu first broke the low atmosphere of silence, hoarsely voiced, and said slowly: "Is this spider's words trustworthy? Could it be that someone from the Luo family or other doctors whose soul strength is comparable to Chen'er's modification of Xiao Hei's memory?"

Mu Mu's words did not really break this silence, on the contrary, as soon as Mu Mu's words fell, Bryce and Mo Lixuan both sighed lightly, seeing and sighing, Mu Mu had no way to continue to insist on his confession, because Mu Mu himself knew very well, and Bryce and Mo Lixuan were equally clear that the wisp of soul power that Qin Chen had in the soul of the little black spider had not changed at all, and it was still running steadily, in other words, Xiao Hei's master, from the beginning to the end, was only Qin Chen. But even so, Mu Mu and Bryce still don't believe in such a fact.

On the bamboo table where the three of them were seated, a small black spider was busily walking around the center of the teacup and tabletop. I saw that this black spider was tirelessly replenishing the necessary water for the line of spider silk on the table, so that this little bit of spider silk would not be completely evaporated under the dryness of the summer season, so that this line of text would turn into a pile of fine powder, which would be blown away without a trace under the gentle caress of the breeze.

This line of text written by spider silk is actually just a message to Bryce and the others, and this message is:

The target was captured.