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"Uncle Qin..."

Before Fan Yu could finish speaking, Qin Jian interrupted him: "From the very beginning, even if He Si is involved in this round, whether it is a test or a media, no matter what that person wants to do, it is also important to protect He Si. Protect me."

"I can't tell you." Fan Yu shrugged helplessly, "He Si is already an important asset recognized by Director Deng personally. We will definitely protect her. But have you ever thought about it? There may be other explanations for the matter."

"What explanation?"

"You are the real body. When the illusion was peeled off, some of your memories and even certain abilities were taken away. This is the reason why you have always been at a loss. And from the first meeting in the hotel, the person who created the situation besides the illusion has other He Si, they want to use your confused memory to annex the real you."

"I have never thought about this." Qin Jian suddenly twitched his lips, "Because Ah Si will not harm me."

"Falling in love is really wise." Fan Yu complained harshly without taking a breath. For the first time, Guan Zihe also nodded heavily and agreed with Fan Yu's statement.

"However, I have considered another possibility." Lao Chaofeng didn't mind and continued, "The so-called two hearts may also be mirrors and the makers of mirrors."

"That little general?" Fan Yu obviously knew about the bond between He Si and Qin Jian thousands of years ago. The problem was getting more and more complicated. He scratched his head irritably, "Why did he suddenly talk about something completely invisible, except for He Si? That little general has also been reborn until now? Is this incident so lively? "

"Since he is my maker, he must have an aura very similar to mine. It is not surprising that Deng Lin mistakenly recognized him. Moreover, it is natural that he can control the mirror. The most important thing is that he and He Si There is also a natural connection, he can use me, and he can also use He Si."

"But one thing doesn't make sense. Since he is your maker, why would he spend so much time designing so many joints? Shouldn't he have a natural advantage against you? Is it to test you and see what he made that day? How powerful is it?" Fan Yu disagreed, "And according to what you said, the young general and that girl have been in love for a long time. You are their token of love. Since he was reborn with memories, how could he push He Si away? To you? Could it be that when I was reborn, I lost all love and sex? I don’t deserve it at all.”

"I've thought about it too, but what did you think of He Si when we first met?"

"What do you mean, fair and fair, not talkative, quite timid, but stubborn," Fan Yu recalled, "I feel a little nostalgic when I say this. He was such a cute little white rabbit at that time. What happened now? It’s become like this.”

Qin Jian ignored his complaints and continued to ask: "Was she our opponent at that time?"

"Just kidding, now..." Fan Yu swallowed, "It's really not certain now."

"He is practicing!" Guan Zihe came to his senses, "Like He Si, he was reborn as an ordinary person, but he only had the memory of the past, and that ability could not really achieve his purpose. So he could only use He Si Si is close to you and regains his strength bit by bit."

"Perhaps he is still betting that after He Si regains her memory like him, she will choose to help him and turn her back on me."

"So, He Si is indeed in danger..."

"She won't." Fan Yu's words were interrupted again, and this time Lao Chaofeng showed a proud and arrogant look on his face, "It's a pity that he has resurrected his life, and even though he has exhausted all his mechanisms, he still cannot understand people's hearts."

Fan Yu looked at Lao Chaofeng's peach blossom look and couldn't help but complain again: "Uncle Qin, you should become like the young man who fell in love with He Si. You are a nymphomaniac with such a wrinkled face. It’s really vulgar, why don’t you take a look at yourself in the mirror.”

"Really?" Lao Chaofeng asked with the corner of his mouth raised, but his body was as good as the flow, and he had turned into the Qin Jian with a beautiful tree facing the wind, but his face was still full of peach blossoms.

"Aguan, have you seen it? This is the result of falling in love." Fan Yu hated the iron.

"Terrible." Guan Zihe nodded in agreement again, "Let me help you look at the wound."

"There's no rush," Qin Jian waved his hand, "Now that I've said it, let's go into details."

"Are there any details we don't know?" Fan Yu looked at Qin Jianshuai's dazzling face, and his mood became even worse, "Uncle Qin, what else are you hiding from us?"

"It's not like I'm hiding it. I only discovered it during this trip to the Sand Sea. I was planning to tell you after the matter was over."

"Say." Guan Zihe tried to check the wound twice but was stopped, his eyes were filled with fire.

"He Si saw a vision again."

"What!" the two said in unison, and finally Fan Yu asked, "Another case has come up so soon. Whoever the person is, it's too ungrateful. Is it a capitalist who is used to exploitation?"

Unexpectedly, the two of them were so sensitive to illusions. Qin Jian put it another way: "Or maybe it was the memory before she saw it."

"She's starting to recover her memory? People with abilities are starting to recover their memories. Does that mean people with memories are starting to regain their abilities?" Fan Yu quickly thought of the previous conversation.

"Judging from He Si's growth rate, this is indeed the case, but this is not the point."

"What's the point?"

"She saw the general's face, twice."

"What! Who is that general?" After speaking in unison, Fan Yu even jumped out, "From what you mean, he couldn't be someone we know, right? Little brother Jiang Huai?"

"Why do you suspect everyone?" In shock, even Guan Zihe said more, "I guess it's the one who was stunned last time, Deng Chensha, right?"

"No," Qin Jian felt a little more relaxed when he saw the two of them having fun, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "It's He Si's previous crush."

"Ah! What is that senior's name?" Fan Yu patted his head and searched for that face in the depths of his memory, "Song Zhaoxuan! I remember the one who called you He Si's dad when we first met!"

Seeing Qin Jian's face darken, Fan Yu immediately made up for it: "The greeting was so natural, it didn't look like he had any bad intentions. But don't worry, Uncle Qin, I will immediately find someone to surround him 360 degrees." , monitoring him all the time, leaving him no time to do bad things."

"If he can use the Gallery of Mirrors, what's the use of your people."

"This..." Fan Yu froze, and then spoke of the wise words he believed in, "Let's not talk anymore, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and everything must be viewed from both sides. If he really has bad intentions, this is not He Si's fault. Did I give it up to you? I missed one move, but it’s still a good thing.”

Qin Jian immediately retorted: "Ah Si's tears fell on my heart." "Oh, I know, it's really unbearable, so why didn't you take the initiative to find your sweetheart in the hotel first?" Fan Yu She didn't dare to mention why He Si shed those tears, so she could only cover her face in pretending to be in pain, "Uncle Qin, can you focus on your work? Is there any other information about you and He Si that everyone should know?"

Qin Jian tilted his head slightly and began to sort out all the new developments in the past few days from beginning to end. He spread his hands and found that except that the portrait of Song Zhaoxuan did not match his voice, and the voice seemed to be his, there was nothing else to explain. And he didn't want to talk about this. He always felt that it was caused by He Si always thinking of him in her heart. This kind of secret happiness and entanglement was even a little shy. Of course, he couldn't tell Fan Yu, otherwise it would really become The old trees are blooming.

Fan Yu looked at Qin Jian thinking seriously, and the little suspicion he had due to Deng Lin was completely wiped out. However, he did not agree with the hypothesis that Song Zhaoxuan was the murderer behind the scenes. He Si saw the general's face, which happened recently. It was obvious that He Si's ability was getting stronger and stronger, and his memory was restored. And that face happened to coincide with Song Zhaoxuan's. That was because he had investigated and found out that the boy was He Si's previous crush. It was because of this boy that He Si failed to leave the hotel. He did not dare to tell Lao Chaofeng about this. Now When the two of them were having sex with each other, he didn't want to become that talkative woman who stirred up trouble.

Guan Zihe was sandwiched between the two of them. She looked at Qin Jian and then at Fan Yu. It was obvious that both of them had something to say, but she was too lazy to care. After all, it was always difficult to guess a man's thoughts, especially these two. man.

"Look at the wound." After a short silence, Qin Jian finally reached out his hand.

Fan Yu shut his mouth and stood quietly, his eyes focused. Guan Zihe gently held the hand, placed it carefully on the table covered with blankets, and then tried to push up Qin Jian's sleeves.

"Just cut it open." Qin Jian stopped her.

"So serious?" Fan Yu's face turned serious.

"Okay." Guan Zihe responded in a low voice. She pulled up the clothes on Qin Jian's shoulders, used the scissors to separate the threads, cut a circle around the upper arm, and then carefully took off the satin clothes.

"Hiss..." Guan Zihe, who was used to seeing weird and terrifying wounds, couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the arm in front of him.

On Qin Jian's right arm, there was a very thick wound from the wrist to the right shoulder. The skin was torn open, revealing deep muscle tissue, and even the beating blood could be vaguely seen. But that wasn't the only scar on his arm. As far as the eye could see, there was no intact place on his arm. Like a river, based on this main vein, countless tributaries extend out, criss-crossing his skin in a terrifying way. The most worrying thing is the faint black air bred in the wounds, swimming between the wounds, filled with the breath of death and despair. It is this black aura that constantly prevents Qin Jian's wounds from healing and erodes his vitality.

"Uncle Qin, you can really endure it," Fan Yu laughed angrily, and turned towards Guan Zihe angrily, "Doctor Guan, can I still cure it? Is it better to eat something good?"

Guan Zihe ignored him, but the cold expression on her face became even more ugly. She carefully raised Qin Jian's injured arm, followed the criss-crossed scars with her fingers, and pressed gently around them. Black air gathered from all directions. They came over and gathered around Guan Zihe's fingers like they were chasing living creatures, eager to try, as if they wanted to lick new life, but they couldn't break through the defense line of the Imperial House.

"It looks like it wants to take over a new body."

"When did it start?"

Fan Yu and Guan Zihe spoke almost at the same time.

"Actually, it's only been more than a month." Qin Jian recalled that this was the injury he suffered when he first entered the game-within-a-game. Based on this calculation, he had only known He Si for more than a month. I don't know why, but when I think of He Si, a hint of sweetness emerges from the dangerous situation.

Of course, Guan Zihe didn't know what he was thinking, but he just frowned at the ferocious eyes: "It took a month to develop to this point, and you had a month to allow this wound to expand like this, and you only come to me now? "

"I was injured a month ago, but it only took me three days to expand like this..." Qin Jian said, calculating carefully in his mind, "It's only been three days."

"Three days? What is this? Why did it suddenly accelerate the course of the disease?"

"I don't know what it is. What do you think, evil spirit or hostility?" Qin Jian felt that maybe his lost memory contained this content, but now, he has no idea. "As for the worsening of the condition, it was last time I was pulled in the illusion, and it took half a day for the emperor's house to be put back on."

"In other words, the actual development time of the injury is only half a day?" Guan Zihe lowered his head and leaned very close to the wound, almost touching it, as if he was smelling the smell, "Fortunately, there is no rotten smell. The skin and flesh are bright red, like a new wound, but it is blocked by the black energy and cannot heal. What caused this wound?"

"The rain in the fantasy world suddenly turned into silver needles."

"Are you there too?" Guan Zihe asked Xiang Fan Yu.

"Yes." Fan Yu answered neatly, "He Si and I were also caught in the rain, but we were not injured."

"It seems that black energy is hidden in the rain, and it needs blood to take root." Guan Zihe came to a conclusion.

"I underestimated the enemy."

Guan Zihe didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand towards Qin Jian's imperial palace bracelet, but before he could touch the bright red, his hand was immediately held down.

"I want to take off the bracelet and see how the wound is progressing." She looked up at Qin Jian.

"I'm afraid not." With these words, Qin Jian seemed to relax completely, but his face turned pale in an instant. Both Guan Zihe and Fan Yu saw the young green thorn shoots starting from the Imperial House Bracelet, spreading upwards, and intertwined with the black aura. The thorns kept growing and being strangled, but they could never grow into the final dark green plant. Wrap everything in black.

At the same time, Qin Jian, who had been clenching his teeth, also had cold sweat on his forehead. He tapped the upper end of his right arm a few times again.

"Are you still suppressing the wound?"

Seeing Qin Jian nodding, Guan Zihe became even more worried.

"After that strain, the area of ​​the wound expanded greatly, and it seemed that the emperor's house could no longer hold on. I could only temporarily seal the veins of this arm."

Guan Zihe looked at the arm again, and after being silent for a long time, he said, "Maybe we can give it a try, I'm not sure."

"How do you want to try?"

"Since this black aura has the instinct to chase living creatures, why not use this characteristic to draw it out and intercept it outside the body."

"Who are you using? How are you sure that the centenary wolf is more attractive to it than this mirror?" Fan Yu seemed to disagree.

"You," Guan Zihe pointed at Fan Yu, "your metabolism is different from ordinary people, your vitality is the strongest, and you have that dagger."