Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 1675 Eternal Memory
In Aoyunlong's mind, there are still some other fragments, which are full of Aoyunlong's mind, the picture of Butian Pavilion, the picture of Longdao, the picture of Haiguo, the picture of Liuyushenglou, and those scattered , but unforgettable places, people and scenes.

These pictures look more real, which makes Ao Yunlong very painful, but Ao Yunlong is unwilling to admit these pictures no matter what.

His family and friends are all in this villa. They are just ordinary people, living a self-sufficient life of farming here. How could they fight, how could they experience life and death?
Ao Yunlong abandoned these messy thoughts in his mind, continued to integrate into this world, and firmly believed that he was a member of this villa.

"Brother Qinggang, thank you for coming to my wedding. When it's time for you to farm tomorrow, just say a word, and I will definitely go to help."

"Brother Xiong, look at you, why don't you bring your grandchildren here? It's just some children, how much food they can eat, today is my wedding day, so it should be more lively."

"Xiao Hei, this is the second time your boss and I have been married. You and Qinglinhu have been preparing for so long. When will we get married? Don't make us wait too anxiously."

Ao Yunlong greeted his neighbors one by one, he knew them very well, and the neighbors from the next door villa, and some people came to celebrate his marriage, such as Huai Sheng, a smart young man from the next village, they The two don't know each other without fighting, and they met when they were fighting for land.

In that village, there is also a very kind grandfather, who is a locust tree spirit, and Huaisheng is an orphan, and it is that old grandfather who will raise Huaisheng.

In that village, there are two old women who are older than my grandmother. The two of them wash and make clothes together every day, but most of the time, they will be in a state of quarreling.

Ao Yunlong laughed at himself, these are all in his memory, how could it be fake?
The time passed quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, it was already night, and the guests around had already left. Parents, mother, grandfather and grandmother also took a rest early, leaving the whole night to him and Long Little dill.

Long Xiaoluo was wearing a red wedding gown and a red hijab, sitting by the bed, Ao Yunlong walked over slowly, obviously she had experienced it once, but she was still very nervous inside.

Gently uncovering Long Xiaoluo's hijab, Ao Yunlong blinked his eyes, but suddenly, two identical Long Xiaoluo appeared in front of him, wearing the same wedding dress, sitting on the side of the bed with the same movements , looking at Ao Yunlong in the same way.

The only difference is the eyes of the two, Long Xiaoluo on the left, the eyes are very attached, it seems that they can only survive by attaching to Aoyunlong.

And Long Xiaoluo on the right has a more calm, open-minded, and self-improvement feeling, with an independent look in her eyes.

No matter which Long Xiaoluo it is, he has true admiration for him, and he seems to have the same feelings for the two Long Xiaoluos, without the slightest difference.

"How come? Why are there two Xiaoluos? Xiaoluo has always been very dependent on me. The one on the left should be the real Xiaoluo, but..."

Ao Yunlong was very entangled, hesitating which Xiaoluo he should hold the hand outstretched, his memory told him that the Long Xiaoluo on the left was the Long Xiaoluo who grew up with him, but his body was Involuntarily leaning towards Long Xiaoluo on the right, it seems that Long Xiaoluo on the right is the more real Long Xiaoluo.

Outside the formation, Zhantai Sage, Dark Flying Eagle, Long Xiaoluo, Youji Sage, and the disciples of Butian Pavilion and Taicang Holy Land all looked at Aoyun Dragon inside the formation. Venerable Chunyu was doomed to have no way to break the darkness. Flying Eagle's Xuanqi formation was activated, and everything was put on Aoyunlong.

Zhantai Saint is also very anxious, Xinyuehu has only a very faint shadow left, as long as this shadow disappears, even if Aoyunlong can be rescued by the Dark Flying Eagle, it is still a failure. It will be over soon.

The Xuanqi magic circle in the hands of Diablo Flying Eagle has been spinning continuously, and there is only a little time left, if Ao Yunlong has no way to figure it out by himself, then he can only interrupt Ao Yunlong.

At this time, Ao Yunlong suddenly yelled, and a very strange power radiated from his body, which directly scattered the shadow of Xinyue Fox, and even the Zhou Tian Xing Dou map that Zhantai Saint himself had researched , also disappeared together.

"This is the power of memory. The eldest brother overcame the knot in his heart and chose his original memory. He successfully broke the formation."

Seeing this scene, Diablo Flying Eagle finally relaxed, and directly took back the magic circle in his hand, Ao Yunlong didn't need him to save it now.

The powerful purple aura emanating from Aoyunlong just now is the power of memory. Only those who have chosen their own real memory can have such a powerful power and be able to break all illusions.

Ao Yunlong opened his eyes weakly, and saw Xiao Hei and Long Xiaoluo with worried eyes, and the Youji Saint behind them, as well as the entire Butian Pavilion and the disciples of the Taicang Protoss.

This is his real world. He is the master of the Butian Pavilion and the patriarch of the Taicang Protoss, not a small farming child in a villa.

Thinking about the memory in the dream just now, that ordinary but very happy villa, if he could really choose, Ao Yunlong would really choose that kind of life, but he didn't choose, it was just a dream.

On his shoulders, there are many responsibilities that he should bear. If he does not have these responsibilities and is only himself, it is fine to live in a dream, but the responsibilities on his shoulders do not allow him to do so. Can only return to the real world.

Fortunately, this fantasy dream finally fulfilled his regrets in the real world. Living in the real world, he will not press many knots in the deepest part of his heart like before. .

"Looks like we still lost the game."

The Saint Zhantai took a look at Aoyunlong, and rushed into the dark flag formation of the Dark Flying Eagle with some helplessness. Originally, the Dark Flying Eagle was going to take the initiative to put away the formation, but seeing the movement of the Saint Zhantai , the Dark Flying Eagle probably understood something.

Now that Saint Zhantai has lost, cracking his formation can at least save the last face. The Dark Flying Eagle can't even take this away, and Saint Zhantai will go directly to him .

(End of this chapter)