[Chapter 7 Amnesia]
Qin Yun's thoughts were messy. He suddenly remembered Nianfeng Village for several months, as if everything had excluded him, and as if he had never belonged to Nianfeng Village.
"Yes... all of this must be a dream..."
Qin Yun's trembling hand pressed his chest. Because it was too hard, his heart seemed to be blocked by something. His fingers were slightly clenched, and the flesh of his chest was almost torn by himself.
At this time, he looked helpless, like a flat boat in the vast sea. Even if there was a guiding light, he could not get to the shore.
He wants to cry, and he also wants to laugh. No one can describe this mood. The childishness in his eyes is gone at this moment...
However, at this time, the light of the jade pendant has completely dissipated.
Only the Western Emperor's frightened voice came: "The power of the underworld book? This is the power of the underworld. Do you want to die together...dream..."
"The devil's way is destroyed, and you will live with heaven..."
Before the Western Emperor's words fell, his bloody hands had exploded and turned into a light blue sea of flames, and the sound of the wind suddenly became violent. In an flash, Qin Yun was surrounded by flames.
At the same time, the destruction of the spell of life has also come, carrying a trace of the power of the underworld book above the gods and demons.
But the sea of fire can resist the power of destruction, comparable to...
Qin Yun and Yupei floated in the air at the same time, and in the light blue flame, he could almost feel that the space around him began to twist. His skin was being roasted by the bright flame, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his blood was evaporated.
is pain, suffering, and torture. Qin Yun can't even shout, as if his life is in an instant, but what he shows in his mind at this moment is not the fear of death, nor the nostalgia and unwillingness of the secular world.
It is a memory, and every little bit of the past comes like a wave.
I remember lying in my mother's arms and sleeping peacefully. I once forgot my troubles and sorrows, and I was so comfortable.
I remember that my father lovingly stroked his hair and carefully explained what he should pay attention to and should not be so naughty.
I remember that Jiu Jiu sticks behind her like a small tail, and she is very shy every time she sees others.
I remember that the villagers care for and help each other, remember the excitement of the sacrifices during the Nianfeng Village Ceremony, and the innocent smiles of my companions... The scenes of the past are flowing in my heart, which is warmth, enjoyment, or a lingering sadness.
The most common sentence my father once said when he was worried is: Don't be too sad, learn to look forward, and then there will be hope.
But are the former parents still their own parents? Since his name is Qin Yun, which was created by the surnames of Qin Tianqian and Yun Mingshu, are the relatives in his memory still his relatives?
"Dad...mother..." Qin Yun's heart is bitter...
"Destroy the world..." The Western Emperor's low roar sounded.
In an hour, the energy around this space began to boil, and the space was distorted and shattered like glass. Then, one black hole after another appeared, and the huge suction seemed to swallow heaven and earth.
In the huge black whirlpool, there are layers of lightning, shrinking in time and space, and nothing can escape.
The power of the Western Emperor is so horrible.
The power of gods and demons can really destroy heaven and earth!
The annihilation of the incantation of life, coupled with the destruction of the Western Emperor, the superposition or collision of the two forces, the world can no longer maintain its original form.
It began to collapse.
The world where Nianfeng Village is located is an independent space-time world. At this moment, it collapses, and the void turbulence is like a maggot of the metatarus, rushing in from the cracked space cracks.
And Qin Yun and the jade pendant were almost about to be sucked into the void together, and what was waiting for him was death.
The Western Emperor secretly thought that it was impossible to use one idea at this moment alone from the tree spirit with a trace of dark book power. Therefore, his only way is to send the jade pendant into the void. At that time, with the power of his demon god, he will definitely find the jade pendant and become the master of this world.
Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is always cruel. What happened in the next second can't be understood even if it is as strong as the Western Emperor.
......
"Delusion..."
The voice of an angry woman came from the jade pendant, and then the jade pendant suddenly shone brightly, extinguishing all the flames issued by the Western Emperor. At the same time, Qin Yun's body was pulled by a force and stood still in the air.
But despite this, half of the poor Qin Yun still entered the void, and the power of the void swept his body mercilessly...
The power of void has the power to cut time and space, and also has the power to cut everything.
In the void, Qin Yun found that even his thoughts were cut into pieces by the blade of the void... But he did not feel any fear or pain...
Only his seven orifices gushed out bright red blood, which shows that Qin Yun has almost half of his foot stepped into the ghost door.
"Daw..." The voice of the woman in the jade pendant sounded again.
suddenly...
"Boom..."
The fierce voice resounded in the sky, and the overwhelming power also rushed with the loud noise. The voice of the Western Emperor finally let out a scream and suddenly disappeared without a trace. He should have fled.
However, although the Western Emperor fled, at the moment when the loud noise stopped, the jade pendant also shattered like sand and stone, and then shot out in all directions, like a meteor, crossing the sky, and I don't know where to go...
Qin Yun had fainted, but there was still a breath. The root of the living tree wrapped Qin Yun and pulled him out of the void.
The space where Nianfeng Village is located is also constantly collapsing, so it is urgent to send Qin Yun away.
"My power is exhausted, tree god, the child will be handed over to you, hoping to send him to a safe place, the jade pendant is broken, and the underworld book can no longer be born, my miserable child... Are you more suitable for the inheritance of heaven and rebellion than me? The underworld is against the sky? The book in the eyes of the world, the heavenly rebellion in the eyes of the inheritor..."
............
Some wind blew away a few white clouds, small valleys, and flowers bloomed.
The thatched hut has been illuminated by a ray of sunlight.
From time to time, there was a faint fragrance. A square table of dead wood was placed with an oil lamp that seemed to have just burned out, and the bodies of several moths were still shaking slightly on the oil lamp.
"Why don't you wake up..."
Suddenly, an ethereal voice resounded with a little fatigue.
With the sound, the whole valley seemed to become light, and the breeze was as soft as the moonlight. Even the birds flying in the sky seemed to be moved by such a sound, and their wings slowed down.
On the other side of the square table, I saw a green and white shadow fairy-like faint and elegant...
She was wearing a long white plain dress and tied an equally snow-white tie around her waist. Her long soft hair on her back was like three thousand filaments, and it was like a pouring waterfall, drooping down to her slender waist.
Her face is elegant, her eyebrows are lightly wrinkled, and her red lips as thin as cicada wings are gently squeezed. She has big and round eyes, but her pupils are red, light but not thick, purely pink, pink eyes, with a trace of confusion and endless **, reflecting her beautiful delicacy. Face.
The sunshine slipped through the window screen and stayed on her white face like admiring, adding a little bit of her charm. If someone could see it, she would certainly not waste her life.
The woman in white frowned and bent down, and there was a trace of consteration flashing between her pretty faces, because it was really a miracle that the teenager lying in front of her could survive.
She wiped her cold sweaty forehead for the teenager lying in **, and her silk scarf had become wet, and when she saw the teenager's painful expression, the woman in white couldn't help but feel her heart.
"Dad, mother..."
Suddenly, the teenager's voice resounded, and his closed eyes couldn't help beating. His heart seemed to be painful, but there was nowhere to vent.
"Ah..."
The woman in white only felt her hand tight and exhaled softly, because the teenager's hand had grabbed her tightly.
Resentment, killing, the teenager suddenly opened his eyes, and his momentum was like a gust of wind, which actually encouraged the curtain that fell in front of the bed.
This breath was only for a moment, but the woman in white was scared. Her hands had instinctively covered her red lips, and her face looked uncertain, as if she was thinking about whether the teenager she saved was a blessing or a curse...
The teenager didn't say anything, and the murderous spirit disappeared. His scarlet eyes retreated like a tide, replaced by an extremely sick face.
"Who are you...? ..." His voice gradually weakened, and his eyelids slowly drooped. Before the woman in white answered, he fainted again.
"You...you let go..." The woman in white wanted to take off her hand to check the teenager's condition, but no matter how hard she tried, the teenager's hand was like an untiable rope.
"Wow..." She raised her red lips angrily and stretched out her other hand. Her middle finger and index finger were side by side, and a soft red light lingered on her green fingers, which was a spell.
The fingers gently pushed forward, and the red light was like a spirit snake wrapped around the teenager's arm, but just as the red light was about to touch the teenager's palm, the strong breath appeared in an instant.
"Wan..."
The flowing sound sounded, and she felt that her mana had been rebounded back. Why?
"This...this...?" Her red lips opened slightly, and there was almost a trace of crying.
"You... who the hell are you..." is panicked and helpless.
In the end, she had to give up any way to break free from her palm and sit on the edge of the bed with her cheek in one hand...
As time went by, she felt a little tired, so she sat on the bed and began to take a nap until the last sunset fell into the mountains.
"Cough..." The cough of the teenager broke the original silence.
When the woman in white heard the sound, she was also energetic. She said excitedly, "You... you finally woke up... Come on, let go of me..."
"You...who are you? I...how can I be here?" The teenager opened his eyes and saw a woman leaning by the bed. In astonishment, he wanted to recall something, but his mind was empty. He couldn't remember anything. "I... Why can't I remember anything? I can't remember... Who am I?"
He lost his memory.
The teenager clenched his teeth, and there was almost a trace of blood on the root of his teeth. When he covered his head, he only felt that something was ready to move in his mind.
He fainted again.
"You...don't get excited? ..." The woman in white seemed to be a little worried.
"Why did it bleed? It seems that there was not much blood when it was bandaged before. There are so many wounds on the body, and each one may be fatal. It's really a miracle to survive... How can there be so much blood!" The woman in white said and wiped it with a towel, but when she wiped it, the blood still touched her hand.
"Ah! ......”
The woman in white suddenly exclaimed: "What's wrong with my hand... Why did it start to corrode? What's going on? Whoo...whoo...whoo..."
Dipped by the blood with the power of corrosion, there was a burst of white smoke on the back of the woman's hand, as if the heat evaporated.
Her pretty face is full of resentment and grievances.
Beautiful eyes stared at the teenager lying in **, couldn't stand the corrosion pain, and she actually cried...
"Woo-woo... Don't, don't... Woo-woo... It's okay, it's okay..." The woman in white fluctuated her chest and forced herself to calm down. When she waved her delicate hands, the red light suddenly appeared, and the blood in her hand suddenly disappeared, but the corroded place was red and black, and it could not be erased anyway.
"I don't want, I don't want... I knew I wouldn't save you..." The tone of the girl in white was full of resentment, and she stamped her feet angrily.
The woman in white bit her red lips and looked at her green hands with pity. Although she had a grudge against the teenager, she was also unwilling.
After some struggle, she still made a strange trick to the teenager lying in **.
The red light appeared again, a soft wind, gently stroking the teenager's cheek... The teenager woke up leisurely, and his eyes gradually became clear and fell on the woman in white in front of him. "What beautiful eyes" was his first feeling.
The woman in white put away the red light and pouted and said, "Say, what's your name? How can you be so seriously injured? What are you doing in this world of God? You can't die from such a serious injury. Are you immortal?
She spoke to herself as if she were complaining.
"Who am I? I...I don't remember..." The teenager covered his head and only felt a dull pain.
"I don't remember, it's impossible. You shouldn't have hurt your head?" The woman in white asked doubtfully. She lowered her head to observe the teenager's injury closely, but when she saw the other party's weak expression and her whole body was covered with bandages, her heart suddenly softened, and she only felt that the teenager was very pitiful.
"My name is Bai Xue, you... Take good care of yourself first!" Bai Xue shook off her corroded slender hand and walked out by herself.
"Oh!"
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