Du Fang hesitated with the water of the Lechuan River.

"Are you determined to come to Lethe, but are you not determined to drink Lethe water?" Wanchuan looked at Du Fang, "Do you know why the Lechuan River doesn't cross you?" What suffocates you is your own memory. ”

Du Fang drank the bottle of Lethe water in one gulp, looked at Wanchuan who was so relaxed in the Lethe River and asked, "What about you?" Don't you have a memory that suffocates you? ”

"Perhaps." Wanchuan turned around and went down the river to the depths of the thorn forest.

Du Fang sighed helplessly: "This little girl is really not polite at all." After saying that, he also jumped into the river and hurried to catch up with Wanchuan.

The thorn forest is actually not big, and as for the poisonous insects and poisonous smoke inside, it was brought back on a whim when Wanchuan was in the south, but he didn't expect these insects to thrive here.

The evening river is the spirit of the Lethe River, and it shuttles freely in the Lethe River, and after a while, it will be out of the Lethe enchantment. Du Fang was not so lucky, and in order not to inhale the drug smoke, he had to stay in Hanoi. After a while, he didn't know if it was the effect of the Lechuan River, his head began to feel a little dizzy, his vision gradually blurred, and his breathing became difficult, and he felt that the Lethe River was drowning him......

I still can't believe that little girl's nonsense...... Du Fang only hated himself for believing the wrong person when he was confused.

Dark... It's endless darkness again... It's the same as when he came to the Lethe River......

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"Uncle Du!"

"Uncle Du!"

When he opened his eyes, Du Fang found himself in an endless void. It was his little sister who woke him up after a long time.

The little sister has some similarities with Wan Chuan: long inky hair, a slightly childish face, and big eyes like black jewels. This is also why when he first met Wanchuan, Du Fang had a sense of affection for her.

"Little sister, it's been a long time." Du Fang rubbed his stinging head, "I'm miserable by the Lethe River God Pit who looks like you." ”

"Long time no see, Uncle Du." Du Fang's little sister chuckled and tilted her head, "Uncle Du really went to Lethe, did you find the memory of Sister Nianqi?" ”

"Read... Seven? Who's that? ”

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Wanchuan watched Du Fang's memory fragments rise in the river, and the vague memory gradually condensed into the appearance of a woman: "Ghost Seven...... I like you..."

"Are you called Oni Seven? Then I'll call Nian Qi. ”

Sure enough, the people who came to Lethe were all forgetful.

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But gradually, these fragments began to fade.

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The memory of the Lethe River will never fade, unless..."Not good! "Evening River immediately swims back.

Finally saw Du Fang sinking in the middle of the stream, Wan Chuan sped up and tightened Du Fang, and then controlled the river to lift her and Du Fang upward. Wan Chuan wanted to take Du Fang out of the illusion in one go, but she was really powerless when she was stripped of her divine power, and she had no choice but to go to the thorn forest. After the evening river came ashore, a pale blue light appeared around the body, and the surrounding insects and thorns respectfully let a place out. Then she dragged Du Fang ashore and used her spiritual power to draw the river water out of Du Fang's body.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Du Fang coughed up the rest of the water and woke up. He looked at the evening river beside him and touched his mouth: "You, you... You won't ...... I'm still ......."

"Oh, don't think about it, I just magically drew out the water in your body." Wanchuan interrupted, "Maybe I shouldn't have saved you." ”

"Hey, I drowned because I listened to you, and you're not responsible?" Du Fang looked around, "I still came to this forest." ”

"Thanks to you." Wanchuan shrugged.

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During the conversation, the poisonous smoke had already begun to permeate, and Wanchuan immediately formed an enchantment around him.

"You really resemble my little sister." Du Fang looked at Wan Chuan with a serious look and said, "But she's cuter than you." ”

Evening River's enchantment succeeded in keeping the poisonous smoke out: "Really? It's really my pleasure. However, if you still want to see your little sister, why don't you think about how to get out of here? ”

Du Fang seemed to think of something when Wanchuan said this: "Speaking of this, didn't you say that if you drink Lethe water, you won't drown in the Lethe River?" ”

"Logically speaking, this should be the case," Wanchuan also felt strange, "You are not good at water?" ”

Du Fang snorted lightly: "Shake the pot? Do you think I'm like a bad water-based one? ”

"......" Wan Chuan thought again, "What are your magic attributes?" It can't be a dark attribute. ”

"This Lethe River discriminates against the dark attributes?"

"That's not it, the main Lethe is also a dark attribute. If you go down to the river, it may actively devour your spiritual power. Wan Chuan said and bowed to Du Fang, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about this matter." ”

Du Fang was stunned by Wanchuan's sudden formal apology: "Alas, alas, don't. I don't blame you, I've been used to this kind of life for a long time. Besides, I have to thank you for saving me. ”

In fact, Wanchuan really didn't expect Du Fang to be a dark attribute. The probability that dark and light attributes are rare is like the probability of ascending to the gods. And if you guess correctly, Du Fang should be a pure dark attribute, that is, his magic attribute has only one dark attribute. Generally speaking, dark attribute magicians don't live longer than their infancy, so there are only two dark attributes that Wanchuan has seen over the years: Moon God Nangong Lingdui and Du Fang. Only one of the three magical attributes of the moon god is a dark attribute, but even so, she lost her eyes when she was a teenager.

Therefore, if Du Fang is a pure dark attribute, it is difficult for Wan Chuan to imagine what happened to him in his 20s. Maybe I should find a chance to look at Du Fang's memory, Wan Chuan thought.

If the waterway doesn't work, you'll have to walk through the jungle.