Chapter 1 Sad Crossing

The legend about the soul of Nangong Ao is the speculation of the bard poets and has not been confirmed, but this conjecture explains many things wonderfully, at least more wonderfully than those elaborated by historians.

- the author of this book

"When it is good to keep faith, the monarch should keep his faith"... Nangong Ao shook his head and closed the book. He felt a little drowsy. Looking out of the classroom from the window, it was dark. Several sparrows fell on the branch, bringing some anger to the leafless dry branch.

Nang Gong Ao is in high school and is at the critical moment of the college entrance examination. He has classes at school every day and self-study in the evening. But since junior high school, there have been only three extracurricular books in his schoolbag. They may not necessarily be any books, but the total number remains three and read them in a loop. He just closed the book, which is Maciyavelli's Monarchy, the other is Da Vinci's Notes, and a Guide to Warcraft. Obviously, since a long time ago, he has had no preparation for this word in his mind. He has always been self-indued and refused to step forward. He lived in his own corner from beginning to end and never paid attention to anyone until two days ago.

A fly fell in front of Nangong Ao. Nangong Ao stared at the fly numbly, looked at the flies's hairy hind legs, and observed the flies' textured wings. Suddenly, he saw that the fly's head was actually a small black skeleton! He is smiling strangely at him. This scene shocked Nangong Ao. In the chaos, he suddenly leaned back and instinctively fought a cold war. The flies were also frightened and instinctively flew away. Damn it." Nangong Ao patted his head and scolded, venting his dissatisfaction with his hallucinations.

"The Meiling SD doll you ordered has arrived. Nangong Ao received a text message from the South Street Toy Store. Great, Nangong Ao got excited and said to himself, "Tingting's birthday gift is in time. I have to take it back before the evening self-study." Nangong Ao chose this unfounded gift according to his own preferences. In order to surprise Bai Tingting, he did not discuss it with the parties at all.

Bai Tingting's birthday is tomorrow, and this elegant girl sits in the front row of the classroom. Now her main identity is Nangong Ao's girlfriend, but she only has two days of experience today, but Nangong Ao has been looking at Bai Tingting's back from behind for more than two days, almost two years. Therefore, Nangong Ao has been in a trance these two days. When he thinks of Bai Tingting's shy expression when she promised her the day before yesterday, Nangong Ao's heart will melt once. God testified that the beautiful appearance was a mess, and he didn't change a finance minister to Nangong Ao at that moment! Now he looks at Bai Tingting's buried head in writing, and he has another love.

Nangong Ao suddenly felt itchy on his face and touched it with bright tears. How could it be like this? Nangong was shocked. He felt that he was very strange today. After repeated hallucinations, he even shed tears unconsciously. He even doubted whether there was something wrong with his eyes or tear glands, but these are secondary problems for the joy of ending singleness. Now he is going to prepare a memorable birthday for Bai Tingting.

By the way, the gift, hey, in order to keep it secret, I have to pack it back with my schoolbag. Nangong thought proudly. He habitually threw three books into his schoolbag, and slipped out of the classroom with the drowsy teacher who supervised self-study and Bai Tingting, who reviewed carefully, oiled his feet.

The air on the road is refreshing, and Nangong Ao's footsteps are brisk. He feels that the world is brand-new, as if it has just been opened for him. Those colors are just named, and those textures are just differentiated, "Dingling", and those text messages are just set... Tingting's text messages!

"Why did you sneak out again! The class will be over in a few minutes!" It can be seen in the text message that Bai Tingting is in a bad mood at this moment.

"I'm in a hurry. I'll go back before self-study." Nangong is a happy thing to skillfully press the button of his mobile phone and reply to text messages to his heart.

"You went to play Warcraft again, didn't you? You said you wouldn't play anymore." Bai Tingting's reply was not slow. It seemed that she had been holding her mobile phone in her hand, waiting for Nangong Ao's reply.

"I didn't. I promised you that I would do it." Nangong Ao felt that he had been misunderstood and quickly beat the drums to complain.

"Hmm! Then you still read that book." Bai Tingting is a little unrelent. She hates her new boyfriend for wasting his studies for playing games.

Seeing this text message made Nangong Ao a little anxious. He hurriedly typed to explain to Bai Tingting with his mobile phone. He didn't care about standing in the middle of the road. He felt that even if there was a car, he would instinctively bypass him, or at least whistled to remind him. An extended trailer roared past Nangong Ao and sounded the loud whistle. Then there was the sound of rapid braking and the collision of objects. Nangong Ao felt that he was flying in the air, saw his schoolbag farther and farther away, and the old mobile phone that had bounced to the ground, and finally heard the sound of something flying to the ground.

Then he heard the driver shout, "Save people, call an ambulance."

He felt that he was getting more and more sleepy, and a fly flew on his eyelids that he could no longer close, with a bright skull head, which seemed to contain the whole universe in the empty eyes of the abyss.

"I just read that book..." The unfinished mobile phone is still on not far away, and it looks good quality.

The dark-haired SD doll hides in the schoolbag with a strange smile, and its eyes are full of purity and mystery. The remaining three books in the bag fell out and scattered everywhere.

In Nangong Ao's eyes, the three books fell on the ground and formed a triangle. The Da Vinci Notes quickly flipped, emitting dazzling white light, blinding everything...

The story I'm about to tell will start with one death and end after another death!

This day is June 19, 36173 in the creation calendar of the gods and 1568 in the Holy Empire calendar. This is a small river next to Caen, the holy city of the Holy Empire.

"Isn't I dead?" Arcado looked at his palm and muttered.

One is the soul of the little aristocrat Arcado who is about to die, and the other is the soul that the modern youth Nangong Ao doesn't want to die. The two souls that are about to disappear are weakened to the extreme, crossing millions of time and space, hundreds of millions of light years away, but are strangely tied together. Neither soul is not enough to support one The body survived, but the two souls were united and condensed to support Arcado's body together. Therefore, a passing Arcado was resurrected or woken up. An accident that was fatal enough to become an opportunity for the mysterious fusion of the two souls.

Acudo sat there blankly, his body was wet, and his long black hair was a little blocking his eyes. He didn't know if he was handsome now, but Nangong thought badly.

"Young master, young master, you are awake. The little one saw that the river was turbulent, and you were left into the river by John and the others. You are so anxious that you don't know water. Young Master, are you all right? If the old man knows about this, it is inevitable to blame the little one.

"Nangong Ao? Who is it?" Without taking care of the follower, Arcado looked around confusedly.

"Young master, what Nangong Ao. What is that? The palace in the south? The follower tried his best to think of something for Arcado. Just now, when he fought, he was afraid of death and hid far away. Now that the danger has passed, he thinks it's okay to use his brain.

"Oh, it's okay. Let's go back." Nangong Ao and Arcado's fragile souls are mixed and entangled. Who is the beautiful girl in the memory? Is it Violet Anne, who is haunted of me, or the woman Nangong Ao likes? Why are they all so beautiful? Forget it, I don't want to. My name is Arcado, Lanpeki Rao Arcado, the bishop of the Holy Empire. I am 14 years old this year. In another year, I can marry the granddaughter of the beautiful violet family. I am also a nobleman in the Holy Empire. What should I worry about? Just wait for the dil to go down. If you don't care about the messy memory, let Nangong Ao's memory go to hell! Thinking of this, "Goodbye!" Arcado roared inexplicably at the sky.

Yes, goodbye, my life, goodbye, my parents, goodbye, my love. Nangong thought sadly, and everything went to darkness.