Mingjun is not descended from the world

Time is not with me, go back and come, the end of the world is so close, it is better to go back.

Wu Qi opened his eyes and found himself wearing a black robe, lying on the bed at home.

He sat up quietly, everything around him was still familiar, simple, unadorned and lifeless.

Same as any time in Azure Sky.

Wu Qi rubbed his eyes in some ignorance, but what time is it now?

No one could answer him.In the blue sky, day after day, year after year, the same boring thing is repeated mechanically.And these immortal ghost officials, in their world, rivers do not flow, the sun and the moon do not alternate, time does not travel, and there is no essential difference between yesterday and today.

But there is still something different from before, Wu Qi's mind is full of other people's dreams.

Wu Qi touched his tingling lips thoughtfully, Han Tian and Gu Xiaoxi, are they real, or is he just a sensual dream?

"Wuqi? Are you awake? You've slept long enough."

Wu Qi turned around when he heard the sound, but saw a reddish figure sitting on the mouth of the bottle on a white gourd by the table, arms folded and legs swaying, looking at him with some resentment.

broken spirit.

It turned out to be here, and it turned out to be this time.

Wu Qi walked over silently, and there were two other gourds with similarities and minor differences on the table, but the color of the pots showed their age.

Wu Qi picked up the gourd, looked at the red square seal on the bottom of the pot,

"Yellow Liang Division No.19 Seal".

It turned out that the so-called dream was not a dream, Gu Xiaoxi, Yu Yuesan, and Shen Yechu all existed in reality.

They are all the spiritual consciousness of the dead, and they are also Wu Qi's past, sealed forever in Lan Kesi's dark gourd.

Wu Qi closed his eyes, quietly recalling the fresh and warm memory and touch.

Not long ago, Gu Xiaoxi held the white jade gourd around his neck and read out the well-known password.

In the game "Building Dream Paradise", that gourd has always been the key to switch between the real world and the game world.Breaking out of the game space, this gourd used a perfect cover-up to cover up its key role as the so-called "real world" and the connecting door between Bi Qiongtian.

Perhaps the entire Dream Paradise is just a huge blindfold.Those so-called game scripts are nothing but the reappearance of the memories recorded in the Lancus gourd that actually happened, allowing you to be in the past without knowing it, and to watch those bleak past with cold eyes as an outsider.

But what is all this for?So much trouble, so many tricks?

In the state of not feeling it, he revisited the past, and in the so-called past, saw the present unbelievably, and then doubted the present, found a way to go back to the past, and abandoned the present world.

Wu Qi keenly caught a clue.If there is a creator who dominates everything in this entire world, then he seems to have smelled the logic of his creation of the world from here.

It's like a well-designed game that lets you walk in and get trapped inside without knowing it.It just depends on whether you are alert and smart enough to find the exit of the game and break out.

"Wu Qi? Wu Qi?" Wu Qi came back to his senses, and saw that Su Ling was standing on his shoulder looking at him.

"I should have taken photos of this gourd, and Gu Xiaoxi, you have also seen it, so you can trust me?"

Wu Qi turned his head and stared at the Broken Spirit for a moment, "Your spiritual power is quite strong. Although it is damaged and incomplete, you can transform into a spirit body at will, and it is also lifelike. Even the little mole on your face can be seen clearly."

That broken spirit rubbed the corner of his eyes and smiled, "I am not an ordinary mole, but a rouge mole."

Wu Qi didn't say anything, just smiled at him and said, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

Before Wu Qi returned to Bi Qiongtian, he lived in that "real world" as Gu Xiaoxi.

But is that "real world" always coherent?

No, it's not.

Wu Qi pushed back against time.

Where was he before the last time he returned to the "real world"?

He is in the blue sky.

And under what opportunity did he return to the "real world" from Bi Qiongtian?

Wu Qi stopped involuntarily, and countless stars were inlaid on the dark and far-reaching dome, emitting chaotic light to him.The red moon is hidden far away behind the towering buildings in the distance. If it weren't for the starry night sky, it would be a sun.

Wu Qi remembers that when looking down from the towering Zhaixing Pavilion to this prison-like square inch world, everything is as insignificant as a straw.The black and white ants seem to be soulless and busy, repeating tirelessly on the established track.

He still remembers the intricate palace roads on the Zhaixing Pavilion, the majestic palace, the expressionless faces of the people walking in the palace, the chaotic flowers and green plants, and the cranes and kites that move mechanically like ants.

What is particularly vivid in my memory is the look of surprise and uncertainty on the face of the "Pillow in the Wind and the Clouds" boy, and the bottomless black pupils of the person sleeping on the bed.

Wu Qi kept comforting himself from the bottom of his heart, that the person lying on the bed named Li Yun was his real body.

But the surprise and fear in my heart couldn't bear it no matter what.He heard the dull beating sound in his empty chest cavity, and even the air became sticky.

It seems that I can't breathe.

Wu Qi stared at the person on the bed with a stiff neck. This face should have been extremely familiar, with an incomprehensible cold smile. He rummaged back and forth in his huge memory warehouse, as if thrown into a deep lake. A grain of fine sand, without even a sound, whirled and fell to an invisible place.

He didn't remember the face, let alone the creepy expression.

Wu Qi lowered his head, his hands were empty, and the snow-colored cloud broom that should have been held in his palm disappeared without a trace like dry ice melting.

"What are you looking for?"

Wu Qi looked up, but saw that the person who spoke was the person lying on the bed.

He leaned on the edge of the bed and sat up with difficulty.Perhaps it was because he had been asleep for too long, his movements were stiff and slow, as if the soul of this person was unable to smoothly mobilize the various parts of this body.On the contrary, his voice was lively and clear, as if he had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

"Brother Ling?" Wu Qi called out the name with some hesitation.

"Hehe," the man lowered his head and chuckled twice from his throat.The shiny black hair slid down the side of his face, and he turned his hands back and tucked the strands of hair behind his ears unnaturally, "You can't call me Brother Ling anymore, you have to call me..."

He raised his head and looked at him from under his thick black eyelashes, with an unstoppable smile on the corners of his raised lips, "Lord Liyun!"

"Li..." Wu Qi moved his lips soundlessly, feeling as if a cold and sticky snake crawled past his feet and slowly coiled up along his body.Where the snake slid, it left a slippery mucus that was blown by the wind.It wrapped around his neck, slowly tightened its strength, and spit scarlet letters at him.

The color of the letter looked exactly the same as the small mole looming in the corner of the man's eye.

Wu Qi smiled dryly, "Why did I call you, aren't you and I originally one?"

The man tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and looked back and forth in this small dormitory, "Yefeng really cares about you, and put a half-dead person who can't speak or move in such a good room." .”

His eyes turned back and landed on Wu Qi, "But from now on, I will enjoy it for you!"

After the man finished speaking, he bent his eyes and smiled brightly, as beautiful as a peach and plum, and as beautiful as a spring flower, illuminating the originally gloomy room.

Wu Qi couldn't help but looked a little dumbfounded.He received the message from that person a little slow, and finally figured out the whole story, and said in disbelief, "You...you lied to me, you are not..."

The man laughed again, "Don't blame me for lying to you. If you want to blame me, you have to blame yourself for being so stupid. If you hadn't fallen into a magic barrier, how could you be tricked into the lair by a few words?"

"You...you!" Wu Qi took two steps forward in a vain manner, "But how did you get in Yu Yuesan's spiritual gourd? Why do you know all about my past? You! You have something to do with me. What enmity, why did you do this?"

"My lord? Didn't you come back just now? When did you go out, and the little boy didn't see you!"

Seeing Wu Qi approaching gradually, the man felt a little fearful in his heart, but he heard the conversation between Ye Feng and the fairy boy outside the house, he felt relieved, and said disdainfully, "You are always so greedy, I want to know everything, I want to have everything!" As the man said, hatred filled his eyes, "Obviously I have everything, but I always want to have more. In this world, how can there be so many things you want? If you want it, you can understand it if you want to understand it?"

The man looked outside the house from the corner of his eye, and when he heard that Ye Feng seemed to be approaching gradually, he leaned forward unscrupulously and approached Wu Qidao, "Now I am Ye Feng's sweetheart who has just recovered from a serious illness, but you are just a fake Your lord's rebellious minister, what do you think you should do?" He sat up straight, "It's a pity, even if you die, you won't be able to be a sensible ghost."

"Well……"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he felt his eyes darkened and the top of his head tightened, as if a huge sharp claw was dragging him fiercely from top to bottom through his head.His soul had just lodged in this strange body, but the countless roots that had just been born were constantly torn away from the warm flesh and blood by the suction force, and shattered into thousands of pieces.He screamed in pain, as if he was cut into pieces, and as if he was being burned by fire, he opened his eyes tremblingly, and through the blood in his eyes, he looked at the man in Yefeng skin in front of him, standing in front of him like a god , glowing with anger like fire.He held a white gourd of spiritual consciousness in his hand, and the dazzling light emitted from the gourd illuminated the originally dim dormitory like a god realm.

With a "bang", the gourd fell from the air and landed firmly in Wu Qi's hands.Wu Qi looked expressionless at the wooden body on the edge of the bed falling limply to the ground, and squeezed the gourd into fine powder with his hands.

"Lek cloud!"

Wu Qi was overjoyed when he heard someone calling him, and just as he turned around, a surge of spiritual power rushed towards his face, he was hit by the force and hit the wall, and a hand like pouring steel tightly held it. his throat, making him unable to make a sound.

Ye Feng's face, which was close at hand, became more and more blurred, the eyebrows carved with knives and axes, the sharp and stern face, and the anger and hatred pouring into the sky.

Wu Qi tried hard to reach out his hand, but that face became farther and farther away until he could never touch it.