Douluo: This time we will rewrite our destiny

"Tang Xiaoqi," Wang Dong rolled the name in his mind, "surnamed Tang... Hey, let me ask, what is your relationship with that Poseidon Tang San?"

She tried her best to sound like she was just chatting, but Yin Shuang saw clearly from the sidelines. She swallowed nervously and clenched her fists unconsciously. Wang Dong seemed to be talking to the air, but just listening to Wang Dong's questions, one could feel that the topic was not very good.

Wang Dong was indeed nervous. She had a hunch that this would be the closest she got to the truth.

However, the girl named Tang Xiaoqi failed to answer this question. She suddenly covered her head, put her young hands on her eyebrows, and big tears rolled down from her dull pink-blue eyes.

"Hey... hello!" Wang Dong panicked. She hated to see children cry, even though the guy in front of her was not a child in the broad sense. She had no choice and didn't know how to coax, so she could only try to reach out and hug the little girl, but the hug was empty. As a result, her center of gravity became unstable while she was squatting. She stumbled forward and threw a hand of dust.

She is just a phantom.

She shook her hands covered with dirt and dust in disgust, thinking that what she just did might be funny in Yin Shuang's eyes - she was still a little concerned about her own image.

Perhaps Wang Dong's fall made the little girl laugh, so Tang Xiaoqi's crying gradually stopped. This barely achieved Wang Dong's goal, but in a way she didn't quite expect.

"Why are you crying?" She squatted down again depressedly, "I didn't say anything to embarrass you, right?"

"It hurts..." the girl whimpered.

"Ok?"

"Xiao Qi hurts so much."

"Oh..." Wang Dong looked at the cracks on her body. From her face to her arms to her bare feet, her body was covered with cracks. There was a faint blue halo in the cracked gaps, proving that She is not a living person and does not bleed.

In the Conferred God Platform, the soul fragments emitting a faint halo are also covered with cracks. Wang Dong remembered that when she first saw this fragment, wasn't there so many cracks?

"Senior Yinshuang," she asked carefully, "are the cracks in this fragment increasing?"

"Indeed." Yinshuang confirmed her guess, "When she first left Chiqiu's body, she was a complete fragment with fewer cracks. Since she left the body she was entrusted with, she has gradually become weaker. No consciousness can leave the physical body for too long. of."

"Although Chi Qiu isolated her influence at first, the powerful luck and vitality of the auspicious beast may still maintain her parasitism."

Yinshuang said it very rudely, she used the word parasitism. In Yinshuang's eyes, she had no sympathy for this fragment. She was just an insect that lived by sucking the blood of auspicious beasts. No matter what identity she once had.

"Then," Wang Dong said hesitantly, "will she disappear one day?"

Yinshuang thought for a moment and denied her: "No. She is protected, and the level of protection is very high. Even Emperor Tian can't solve it - otherwise we would have destroyed this thing long ago; as long as it doesn't self-detonate, it's impossible. Die."

"It's just that she will lose her sense of autonomy due to her weakness and gradually become an ordinary force."

Speaking of this, Yinshuang's expression changed: "Of course you can wait until then. By then, she will be completely at your disposal and will not affect your will."

"It sounds pretty good." Wang Dong leaned against the root of a nearby tree. Her legs were a little numb from squatting. The little girl kept crying out in pain and could not provide her with any effective information. She tried to swallow her compassion. "Then, why don't you leave the power to Sister Qiu'er?"

Yinshuang was silent for a moment. "In the end, you are still her master." Although his tone was still calm, Wang Dong had been with her for a while, and he could hear that she was a little unsure, "Auspicious Beast is not her master."

"That's probably not the reason." Wang Dong shook his head, "Senior, the premise of letting me tell you my true feelings is that you don't lie too much to me... You are still worried that this thing will have an impact on Sister Qiu'er, right? After all, It is an existence that can plot against the Emperor's auspicious beast. You think there must be some back-up plan to deal with the auspicious beast."

Yinshuang said nothing. Wang Dong thought to himself and said: "Actually, it's nothing. Can you tell me directly? I don't mind too much. I also hope Sister Qiu'er is well. ...In the end, this is my problem, and it affects me. It’s just everyone.”

After saying that, she did not look at Yinshuang's expression, but turned to the phantom of Tang Xiaoqi who had gradually stopped crying again: "Oh, it seems you have cried enough. Doesn't it hurt now?"

Those cracks still exist, and they are still expanding at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye. Tang Xiaoqi said crisply: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Trying, she seemed to see something from Wang Dong's eyes looking up and down, and continued to explain: "Xiao Qi's body is not hurting, these are not painful. Xiao Qi just suddenly had a headache."

Wang Dong straightened his back with interest: "It's not these cracks... does it mean that what I just said gave you a headache?"

The little girl nodded. Then, an index finger was placed between her eyebrows, and Wang Dong's voice came: "Does it hurt here?"

"Yeah...yeah." The girl nodded vigorously.

Wang Dong's smile faded again. She recalled the most severe episodes of her allergic reaction to the soul guide. She fell into coma due to the severe pain in the back of her head, and then came to another dreamland.

In the dream, a man with long sea-blue hair leaned down, put his palm on the short girl's forehead, and touched it gently, and then a dark blue halo splashed out from where the skin met. The child's cries and screams of pain filled this golden and gorgeous dream, like the dissonance of a broken violin string in a holy symphony.

She never saw clearly what happened next. From here, she will return from the dream world to the darkness of coma. Wang Dong, she has always had a strange illusion that this dream seemed to be the moment of her birth.

Wang Dong looked at Tang Xiaoqi's face seriously, trying to match her with the girl in his dream, but the silhouette in his memory became increasingly blurry, as if trying to stop her. That man...

"Ha... forget it, let's do this for now." Wang Dong waved his hand, "I don't want to make you cry anymore, so let's stop asking here first."

After that, she turned around and walked to Yinshuang: "Let's go."

There is no need to ask to the end now, she thought, every time she thought about this matter, her heart was in a mess, so she should give herself a little breather.

They took two steps forward. Wang Dong looked back and saw that the girl named Tang Xiaoqi was still behind her. She sighed: "Aren't you going back? I won't ask you anymore."

Tang Xiaoqi said nothing, just followed her.

"Hey...let me tell you, do you really want to follow me like a ghost?"

After saying these words, Wang Dong felt a chill on his back, and the ghost story he had read quietly in the middle of the night came to mind. But obviously this bad description can't make this little girl change her mind.

She sighed loudly again and shook her head under Yin Shuang's doubtful gaze: "Let's go! Just think that I'm really following a female ghost behind my back!"

……

"What do you think of this competition?"

Chi Qiu and Huo Yuhao are also on their way. They had just entered the edge of the Star Forest, and Huo Yuhao felt refreshed. He can now feel the vitality of the entire Star Dou Forest, and this vitality is constantly feeding back to him.