The sun sets in the west mountains, and the sky is dusk.

I don't know what day it is, it's very lively in the Golden Knife Village, gongs and drums are beating on the empty dam in the center of the village, and there are Jingbo men jumping shirtless. Knife dance.

Several people from the Xuanwu Bureau were in a meeting.

People of their stature have an enigmatic obsession with meetings.

The excitement on both sides, Luoyang did not make up.

In the room of the small building.

Luoyang sat cross-legged on the sofa, but the spirit was in the secret realm of the witch ruins.

Under the black walls of the temple, a cloud of shadow energy crept on the ground, exuding a colorful glow. Its volume is at least several times larger than the one that Luoyang absorbed last time, so both the volume and the colorful luster are particularly obvious.

Luoyang looked at the energy of the shadow and hesitated.

If he absorbs the energy of this addiction, he will undoubtedly become stronger, and may even master the sorcery of "covering the sky" as the Four-Eyed Wizard calls it.

But there were two obstacles in front of him.

The first obstacle is that he doesn't know enough about Shadow's energy, if he absorbs a large amount of Shadow's energy, if he gets out of control, he will become the next Four-Eyed Witch and become a demon that threatens this world.

The second obstacle, his middle finger is strange enough, if the energy of this shadow is absorbed, his entire right hand will appear with words, symbols, and patterns, it is too eye-catching, others will think him is strange.

But I don't know why, just when Luoyang was entangled in his heart, staring at the energy of that shadow, he always felt that the energy of that shadow was sending him some information, and the curiosity and impulse in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Luoyang quickly looked away.

He was afraid that if he stared at the energy of the shadow any longer, he would not be able to resist its temptation and absorb it.

Power, money, and beauty have little temptation for him, but power has a great temptation for him.

After looking away, Luoyang felt much better.

Cast on the black wall was his own shadow, a comic face, a slender and tangible body line, well-proportioned and strong muscles, unconsciously, as if ...... It's a little more handsome.

[In view of the general environment,

Moreover, one leg is long, one leg is long, and one leg is long.

But Luoyang didn't feel anything about his appearance and figure, just a glance, and he crashed headlong into the black wall.

Through the walls.

It's that mysterious space again.

The turquoise stone bricks, the turquoise statues, the entire space is shrouded in a rich turquoise aura, and the spiritual energy contained in it is extremely powerful.

Maybe it's really the kind of spirit stone described in the fantasy.

It's a pity that you can't take out the things in the secret realm of the witch ruins, otherwise you can just take out a piece casually, and you can upgrade several witch weapons.

Luoyang slowly walked to the middle of the last group of statues.

The one on the left is himself, and the one on the right is a woman.

Luoyang stood in front of the statue that looked like him, and carefully compared.

This thing is too strange, according to his grandfather Qin Sihai, the age of the existence of this witch ruin can be traced back to the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, or even earlier, so how can there be a statue of him in the secret realm of the witch ruin?

So, he wanted to find something different.

The faces are almost identical.

The height is also almost the same.

The lines of the body are roughly the same. The slight difference is understandable, because even if a modern sculptor uses a modern tool to look at a model statue, there is an error.

Luoyang's gaze fell on one of the statue's calves, and then at his own calves, and he was stunned.

The statue's calves are short, while his calves are long, almost twice as bad.

It's pretty much 18 divided by 2.

This error is huge.

That's where the difference comes in.

"If something here was carved by a sculptor, such an obvious error would not have happened, right? If the Witch Ruins Secret Realm is changing according to my situation, and such a statue of me comes out, then it is even more unlikely that this kind of error will occur." Luoyang used his imagination, "Is it possible that this statue is not me, but my past life?"

Grandfather Qin Sihai also said that his grandfather found him because of the guidance of Wuxu, and he was an abandoned baby at that time. Grandpa suspects that he is the reincarnation of a great man, but there is no evidence to prove it.

Luoyang's gaze moved to the statue's right hand again.

The statue's right hand hangs down naturally.

Luoyang focused on the middle finger of his right hand.

The statue's right middle finger has no words, symbols, or patterns.

This negates the possibility that Wuxu was based on the situation of his descendant, and a statue of him was created here.

The statue was there early in the morning.

Luoyang walked around behind the statue, his gaze resting on the shoulder blade of the statue's right shoulder, and found three inscriptions. It's not obvious and needs to be looked closely to spot.

Unfortunately, he didn't know those three words.

However, if this is the name of the statue, it is not him, his name is just two words, and this statue is three.

"If this statue is engraved with my past life, can I restore the memory of my past life?" Such a conjecture popped up in Luoyang's heart.

Don't have a clue.

Luoyang moved to the statue of the woman opposite.

The woman's statue has an almost perfect figure, and a pair of luxury headlights can be compared with the predecessor Sun Shangxiang, but unfortunately the face is an egg face and has no facial features.

Luoyang looked at the woman's sculpted face and wondered in his heart, "Is this a deliberate lack of carved faces, or is she what she is meant to be?" A man with a face like an egg...... Is it an alien, or a legendary fairy?"

There is no way to know.

But no matter who or where you are, one thing is certain, that is, you are not from the earth.

I don't know what to think, Luoyang raised his right hand and put it on the lower abdomen of the woman statue, and the palm covered the "Milky Way" carved on the lower abdomen. The tentacles were cool, and there was a strange intimacy that felt like he had done it a lot.

Luoyang retracted his hand, and the strange intimacy disappeared, but it left him with a fog in his head.

"Who is this woman?" Luoyang suddenly remembered something and walked around behind the statue of the woman.

Behind the statue of the woman, two words are also engraved on the shoulder blade on the right, but I still don't recognize them.

"If that's her name, what's her name?" Luoyang used his imagination, but it was useless.

He followed and walked back, looking only behind the statue.

Each statue had a name on its right shoulder blade, and he didn't recognize a single word of the same type of writing.

This kind of writing can't even be solved by a female disciple, let alone him.

Luoyang was stunned for a few minutes, pushed open the stone door, and left the secret realm of Wuxu.

The voice of a woman speaking came from my ears.

"Sister Pujia, where is my master?" White voice.

"Your master is in his room." The sound of a hundred miles of flowers.

"Then I'll go find my master." White voice.

"Your master has something very important to deal with, don't bother him, let's talk." Baili Pujia said.

"Uh, what do you want to talk to me about?" There was a hint of curiosity in Bai Jing's voice.

Luoyang opened his eyes, and a barrage floated through his eyes: Bad, bad, bad......