209 Who am I

He does seem to underestimate the distant spirit. Yao Ling knew that his companions had been arrested one after another, and he was also in a trap, but he was as if nothing had happened. What exactly is her plan? Can she save such a big defeat with her strength alone?

Yaoling walked into the secret prison and waved his right hand in front of the wall. The light rotated with her fingers, slowly depicting a large magic array, covering Yaoling's whole body in the purple glow. Broken array music smiles: Childish, how can this common magic array penetrate the dense copper wall and iron wall? Even if he could barely pass through it, he would have been smashed to pieces by the repulsion of the magic array.

The broken array music stared at Yao Ling, and suddenly felt that something was wrong... Even if it was illuminated by the light of the magic array, Yao Ling's body could never be so crystal clear! When did she leave her soul? Leave the soul... magic array... terrible!

"It's too late to notice now, Lord Le."

"You! Where did you find out--"

Yao Ling first stretched out a finger to gently test the boundary, and felt that there was no repulsion, so he slowly crossed the whole arm in. She said lightly, "How did I know? Don't forget that your sister Rose Plum used to be the owner of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. You know the secret of the secret prison in the imperial city, and she also knows it.

The light of the magic array suddenly bloomed and quickly darkened in the night, and the distant figure disappeared in the light and had successfully penetrated into the secret prison. Theoretically, it is impossible to enter the inside of the secret prison without a prison order and no flaws in the mezzanine, but Rosemei once learned from the designer of the secret prison that the energy of the transmission array is provided by the four secret prisons itself. If the prisoners are imprisoned in the secret prison, the power of the transmission array will be greatly weakened, but the power of the protective array will Greatly enhanced.

Now Wulingchun and Xiao Fengchuan, Rose Plum, Qingyu Case and Yan Qing are in the three prisons of ice, poison and Shura respectively. As long as they use the energy inside the prison at the cost of consuming their own spiritual power, the balance between the transmission array and the guardian array will be broken, resulting in the opposite situation.

Therefore, the sixth son only played a too realistic bitter meat trick, suffered far beyond his expectations, and was deliberately thrown into a secret prison. Only by finding a way inside the secret prison can they save Xia Gulin. Now, the energy balance inside the prison has been completely reversed. Now what Yaoling wants to do is the last step: to cross the last layer of blockade, reach the annihilation prison, and save Xia Gulin.

In fact, when Rose Meiyu conveyed such a plan to Yaoling, Yaoling also had doubts in his heart: If I save Brother Xia, what will you do? Yaoling didn't ask. She knew in her heart that once the five of them left the secret prison, the energy balance would be restored. Therefore, before rescuing Xia Gulin, the five of them were unlikely to escape successfully.

Inside the tight, it is a road that runs through the iron tower from the bottom up. The road is condensed by the power of the magic array. It flows with the change of energy, and it is easy to lose your way when walking on it. Yaoling must find the annihilation prison and save Xia Gulin before the demon takes measures!

She ran and suddenly felt the coldness in front of her, but it was empty. Is the Ice Prison nearby? She shouted, "Fengchuan! Brother Chun! Are you here?"

She shouted for a long time but no one responded. The crawling cold almost froze the distant spirit from the soles of his feet. She hugged her body tightly and tried to calm herself down. No, no, they must be fine. That guy Xiao Fengchuan must have been scaring her, so he deliberately didn't make a sound!

It was quiet in the dark, and there was no sound. Naturally, the distant spirit can't see the secret prison of ice, but in the ice-carved jade prison, Wu Lingchun and Fengchuan can clearly see the distant spirit. At this time, in order to take advantage of the prison energy, the two of them were exhausted and sat on the ground. Wu Lingchun hugged Xiao Fengchuan from behind and put his jaw on his shoulder: "Fengchuan, is it still cold?"

Fengchuan trembled and pressed his frozen fist into his arms: "Uh... Well, if it goes on like this... The fire spell has been completely swallowed up... Cold air... I..."

"Okay, Fengchuan, close your eyes and take a break." Wu Lingchun touched Fengchuan's head. He knew that at this point, the two of them had not lived for much time. There is no need to disguise and cover up those suppressed emotions. Maybe Wu Lingchun won't say anything, but as long as he can accompany him and look at him, he is already satisfied.

Fengchuan smiled bitterly. At this time... unexpectedly... I really want to rush over and shout and comfort the girl, but before that, he has more important things to make clear to Wu Lingchun.

If you don't say it now, maybe there will be no chance in the future.

"Brother Chun..."

"Hmm?"

"Before coming to the demon world, I... did something wrong. Can you forgive me... Ha ha, you will definitely forgive me, right?

"What's wrong with Fengchuan?"

I can't stand such soft words, but now I really don't have the strength to speak. Fengchuan took out a book from his arms. Wu Lingchun looked at it and looked a little unnatural. Isn't this his handbook? When was it taken by Fengchuan?

"This... Hey, how can you not be angry with me. But listen to me first. I not only... I not only read it all, but also... I remember it."

Remember. These three words made Wu Lingchun's heart hurt. He let go of Fengchuan and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. What does it mean to remember? What does he remember? Do you mean...

He must be dreaming. It must be.

"Wh, you must be surprised, too. The ones written in your notebook... Frankly speaking, everything, dance together, step on the snow to find plums, draw a tread... At night, I have a strange feeling, not like watching other people's stories. Hey, how to say it? Those things are as if I have experienced them myself.

Fengchuan turned around. If he didn't know that he was about to die, he might never have the courage to meet Wu Lingchun's eyes at this time: "At that time, every look, every action, every word... I remember it in my heart. I didn't forget."

Wu Lingchun never dreamed that Fengchuan would say such a thing to him. He became at a loss, nervous, frightened and excited. He had known for a long time that he had already said that the second brother would definitely come back to him. However, he was not sure what Fengchuan meant to say to him.

"But... Brother Chun, I don't know why. Since the soul-seeing game, my mind has been in a mess, and a lot of strange images have appeared, as if it were my memory, but it doesn't seem to be. I... can't tell who I am. I don't know who my heart belongs to."

Wulingchun smiled happily. This smile made Xiao Fengchuan very flustered: He must be stupid now, right? A few months ago, in Bujia Village, he was protecting the Toad Palace, facing Wuling Chunbing and saying, "I, Xiao Fengchuan, am just myself, not someone else." But so soon, he has begun to be confused, allowing those memories stuffed into his mind out of thin air to crush his heart little by little...

He doesn't know what to do. What should we do to live up to anyone?

"Fengchuan, do you remember what I said to you after the war in Bujia Village?" Wu Lingchun said, "Until today, my words remain unchanged. My heart remains the same.

"You said..." Fengchuan recalled the scene of that day in his mind. In Bujia Village, their brothers turned against each other. In a fierce battle, Wulingchun was injured by Fengchuan and stayed in bed to recover. Fengchuan deeply regretted that he took too much action. He wanted to apologize but couldn't speak. Finally, he was pushed to the bedside of Wulingchun by Yaoling. Fengchuan was very embarrassed. Although he faced him, he did not dare to look directly at him. I just smelled the faint smell of medicine in the room and the breath of Wu Lingchun, and I felt even more uneasy.

Until he said that sentence.

"Fengchuan, if you are not stepping on the moon, I just want you to do what you want, love what you want, nothing else to ask for."

Feng Chuanfang raised his head and saw Wu Lingchun's eyes. For a moment, it seemed that there was a heavy snowfall between heaven and earth. The chasing back turned with the snowflakes, smiled happily and opened his arms to him. He was full of joy because of this look. It turns out that you don't blame me, don't hate me, and won't abandon me. If you weren't here, how would I know what real warmth is?

Unconsciously, Fengchuan's outstretched hand stopped beside Wu Lingchun's face and almost touched his eyelashes. But there was another voice in his heart saying: Who are you thinking about? Who exactly do you love? Who the hell are you?

I... Fengchuan shouted in my heart that I am Xiao Fengchuan, a person from Yangzhou. I have lived in the countryside with my mother since I was a child. After my mother's death, I followed the irresponsible father Xiao Yangchun as a chef in his shabby pub. One day, I went to Yuxiang to collect debts for my father. I fell in love with the little girl in Yuxiang at first sight and vowed that she would not marry me...

This is my life, Xiao Fengchuan. It's logical, the water is natural, and there is no flaw at all. However, if I were Xiao Fengchuan, why would I have the memory of Mr. Moon? If I am the son of stepping on the moon, why am I experiencing Xiao Fengchuan's life? Who the hell am I? Who the hell is it? Who the hell is it!

That night, Xiao Fengchuan was deeply immersed in a dream. Wu Lingchun shouted, comforted, and tried his best not to wake him up. In the dream, he was the crazy and unruly son of the moon, roasting chicken with his left hand and wine in his right hand, and singing and walking on the streets of Yangzhou; for a while, he became a famous Yangzhou chef Xiao Fengchuan, holding a kitchen knife in his hand to guide the rivers and mountains in the kitchen and cooking the world's delicacies like a fool; for a while, he watched the wind and moon side by side with Wulingchun and rode the world. ; After a while, he hugged and killed the enemy with the distant spirit again, and died together...

Two completely different souls walk in the world, inadvertently pass by, and are destined to merge into one. The disaster may have just begun.

Yao Ling left the ice prison and continued to run in the void. In addition to the fierce gasps and drumming heartbeats, someone seemed to be calling her name in her ear. Who is it? She stopped, looked around, and finally caught the cold but kind voice.

"Don't look for it, it's me."