Shi Piansheng's stunned expression became lighter and lighter.

The pain gradually started, and the dream began to haze at some point.

One will be Huo Xiang skipping class in another world, and the other will be Huo Xiang rushing across the horse in Middle-earth.

After finishing Yan Jing's relatively familiar things, or scenes that are memorable to Huo Xiang, there will be more details, on the contrary, they will be vague and obscure.

Huo Xiang from another world is always very energetic, even when he is angry and howling, he makes people feel vibrant.

is a teenager who was connived at and raised by his family.

Huo Xiang on the Middle-earth Continent was gloomy and dull most of the time, and there seemed to be a lot of things in his heart, which even he didn't dare to recall and touch, and turned into foggy darkness in his dream.

At some point, the gloomy and silent teenager changed into a pleasant smile.

I scolded very dirty in my heart, but there was a pure smile on my face.

Wan Yanjing saw Huo Xiang, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, sitting in front of the mirror, pulling the corners of his mouth again and again, practicing his demeanor until he could raise a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

This scene is quite weird, Wan Yan Jing leaned back in fright, but the situation changed in front of him.

For a while, a rich man with a big gold chain around his neck was dangling in a rocking chair and smiled leisurely: "Ah Xiang, eat hot pot at night?" ”

Soon, another man in white with a simple sword box on his back and a good woman looked at him angrily, pulled out his knife and put it on Huo Xiang's neck and sneered loudly: "Just you are high, you can't do it without you, this is the last time, you go out and try, get out of this door, my Gongsun Min will call you a dog again!" ”

In the Yuanting on the edge of the cliff, a thin scholar in an old gray cloth robe stood with his back to him, and his style was outstanding: "Then ten years, Feiqing, we agreed to ...... ten years"

On the side of the stone road, the man was handsome and tough, but he was wearing a loose linen dress that did not fit, and a pair of tattered straw sandals were on his feet. ”

The scene changes again.

The woman in the yellow shirt, with a soft face and a cold temperament, stood on the wall with her arms crossed high, and said in a plain voice: "It's almost the New Year, Master called you home." ”

……

These people don't know all of them, but their hearts are inexplicably sour, and there are hot emotions surging in their chests, I don't know if it's hers or his.

The slightest wisp of pain is very clear even in dreams.

Coming home, she wanted to go home too.

There's an awl drilling in my head and a sledgehammer pounding in my chest.

"Mi, Mi ......"

Someone was calling her, but she couldn't wake up, and she was lost in this chaotic dream.

Until standing on the top of the cliff again.

Three strangely dressed people around formed a circle.

Each drove a strangely shaped magic weapon weapon over her head.

A bald monk, a masked woman in a purple dress, and an ordinary-looking butcher.

Pain, as if the muscles and bones are broken, the soul is torn, and the vision of the person in pain is distorted and the mind is blurred.

The monk's robe was torn, and he was silent, and he folded his hands and recited "Amitabha".

The butcher was missing an arm, bleeding from the wound, chewing something in his mouth, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Although the veil of the masked woman in the purple dress only covered the lower half of her face, her eyes were actually blurry, and she couldn't see it really, and she seemed to be a slender beauty when she looked at her figure, but her voice was rough and hoarse: "Send him on the road early, and I will cook when I go back at noon." ”

The system Bai Ze was also chattering restlessly in his head.

[It's too late for you to regret it now, Huo Xiang, I beg you, don't be like this]

[Are you willing to die? Is it really willing? 】

[Crazy, it's crazy! 】

[Crazy ......]

Huo Xiang's head was pressed very low, he knelt on one knee with his sword in both hands, his knees sank deep into the ground, and he ignored these noisy words.

The silky hair fell, fluttering around his still upright and unyielding back, a good posture, and the old tears of silence but sadness were crisscrossed.

It really hurts!

Why? Huo Xiang was beaten by a group, why did she have to suffer?

It looks like it's been a long time since the group fight, so why does she want to relive it?

Huo Xiang remained silent until the three magic weapons were overwhelmed and began to shatter, and she heard Huo Xiang's hoarse trilling voice from gritting his teeth: "I... It should have died a long time ago, more than thirty years ago! This ending won my heart, but it's a pity that ......"

It's a pity that he didn't have time to say anything, he raised his head under great pressure, but instead of looking at the three people surrounding him, he looked at a more distant place.

A white light with wind, rain, thunder and lightning came in an instant from the far south, like a missile that accurately located this cliff peak.

1. Only the straw sandals man is a new character in several character descriptions of memory.,Other people's names have appeared in the previous text.,Belong to the male protagonist's family and friend group.,The identity needs to be unlocked urgently.,Will also appear one after another.。

2. The male protagonist's group of relatives and friends is huge, including but not limited to these, everyone is very interesting (the author thinks).

3. The thin scholar is Ke Xiucheng who has pit the male protagonist, spoilers here.

4. The grave is about to be closed, of course, there will be flashes and decryptions from time to time in the follow-up plot.

5. Finally, report the progress of the plot, the male protagonist is not far from recovering his memory.

(End of chapter)