The Dragon from Hell

When he was in the observatory before, the sword in his eyes was also half rotten and half intact, but there was no mud on the sword.

But now, on this sword, there is a black and white flower blooming, right at the top of the hilt.

Why is it different?

"If this is my state of mind, and it only moves according to my state of mind, then this sword has changed, which means my state of mind has changed?"

At this time, he could not summon Jiao Xia, so he could only think so based on his own guess.

After thinking it over again and again, Qin Feng decided to draw his sword.

He found that he was now in this pool of water, and it seemed that he could not leave without drawing his sword.

And he was not sure whether the existence of this state of mind was just an illusion or real.

After all, he had never had any memory of falling into hallucinations since he left home, and the chill of the pool water was so clear.

The grass and trees here are almost the same as those in the observatory.

Except for the sword in front of him and the house behind him, yes, the house behind him was still the castle that Guan Mo bought, but it had become half decayed.

In this case, he had no choice but to draw his sword.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, ready to close his eyes and open them for a month.

But when he drew the sword again, the overwhelming memories did not come over him. His mind was unprecedentedly calm, and he could even clearly hear the crisp sound of the sword blade coming out of the soil.

When he came to his senses, the long sword was already in his hand, and the sky was not even completely lit.

The black and white flower of the other shore fell into the pool and soon disappeared.

"Is it so easy this time?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at the long sword in his hand.

This sword was completely the same as the last time, but when Qin Feng's hand touched the half-rotten sword body, he felt that the seed in his dantian had reacted.

Qin Feng suddenly had a sudden inspiration and jumped out of the pool. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy surged. Qin Feng swung his sword and a Tai Chi seal appeared in front of the tip of his sword.

At this time, the scene in the whole yard changed drastically again.

A face exactly like his appeared in front of him. He walked out of the chaos and looked at Qin Feng with a pale face.

The person on the ground was wearing an ancient costume, covered with filth and blood. Qin Feng recognized him at a glance. It was Qin Feng from Linxian Continent!

"Why are you here?"

When Qin Feng saw the original owner appear, his first reaction was that it was his own hallucination.

But the next moment, the other party spoke: "You are here, so I am here. Have you forgotten that I am you and you are me?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and tightened his sword in his hand: "You mean, your soul has been following me?"

This guess made Qin Feng suddenly feel cold. Could it be that the Qin Feng in Linxian Continent did not disappear, but kept his soul in his body and was suppressed, and he was unaware of it!

How is this possible?

However, the next moment, the "Qin Feng" on the opposite side shook his head: "No, I'm gone, now I am you."

Qin Feng frowned: "You don't have to play dumb with me."

"This is not a dumb riddle, I'm just stating a fact." "Qin Feng" shook his head again, looked up and stared at Qin Feng, his eyes a little melancholy: "We are the same person, where you are, I am naturally there."

Qin Feng's peripheral vision swept around and found that "Qin Feng" came out of the black pool of water in front of him. Except for this pool of black water, the other scenes did not change at all.

In other words, he is still in his own state of mind.

Facing this "self", although Qin Feng was alert, his tone had eased: "Then why did you suddenly come out now?"

With Guan Mo's previous words, Qin Feng can now roughly understand what the "Qin Feng" in front of him said.

After he arrived at the Linxian Continent, the Qin Feng in the parallel world "died", but in fact he merged with himself.

Just as Guan Mo said, he now needs to completely merge himself in the thirteen worlds before he can become the Wu Zhenren again.

Maybe he can still recall the memories of three thousand years ago.

However, Qin Feng found it strange that if he had merged with the "Qin Feng" of the Linxian Continent, why didn't he remember any of his past memories?

And this "Qin Feng" has never appeared in his mind, let alone in front of him, why did he suddenly run out now?

After he asked, his eyesThe "Qin Feng" in front of him showed a bit of sadness. He looked at Qin Feng with pity in his eyes.

"Why do you want to continue?"

Qin Feng frowned: "What?"

"Look, now you have returned to the hometown in your memory, and you will soon be reunited with your family in your memory. Why do you still worry about this kind of thing?" "Qin Feng" looked at him and asked word by word.

"This is not your and my responsibility. We are just ordinary people, but we have to experience a more painful and miserable life than others, and then take on the responsibility of saving the people..."

"I feel that you are also confused in your heart, right?"

Qin Feng probably knew why he appeared. Just before his mind opened up, he was indeed confused and chaotic.

In fact, no matter what others say, in his own memory, he is an ordinary person.

But along the way, what he experienced was indeed not what an ordinary person should experience.

Even after he finally achieved success, what awaited him was still not a smooth road, but a higher mountain and a newly grown river.

The seed in his body is the key to saving him from danger, and it is also the source of his pain.

The thousands of times he was crushed to pieces in the star map alone are enough to become a past that many people dare not recall.

But there is no telling how many such hardships are waiting for him.

But all this is not what he should have experienced.

"Actually, you don't have to do this." "Qin Feng" could sense every bit of his thoughts and sighed, "It's not too late for us to stop now. We have lived a peaceful and smooth life. Why should we care about what will happen to Cangsheng in the future?"

"Qin Feng, I'm tired, are you tired too?"

"Qin Feng" said, and looked up, thinking that he would get eyes as sad and desperate as his own.

But what he met was a pair of calm eyes.

"Qin Feng" was stunned for a moment, and then saw Qin Feng smiled at him: "I know which part you are."