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"The world has its own itinerary. The past cannot be changed. Even if you change some things, it will still appear in other forms."

"Why... are you telling me this..." Standing in the darkness, Seimei clenched his fists and asked.

"Don't do anything stupid."

"is that so…"

"Then next time, let's go back in time."

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In the woods at night, the moonlight was shining, and the mottled tree shadows fell. In the shadows of the trees, a small figure was running staggeringly.

"Huha..."

There are no other sounds in the jungle, so quiet that only one's own running steps, rapid panting and violent heartbeat can be heard.

"Ah!" The protruding tree roots tripped the running man.

"Hiss." The pain made people gasp, the little child raised his hand, and saw the wound on his palm by the moonlight.

"Hee hee hee... I can't escape, you can't escape... hee hee hee..." A voice like a baby crying came from behind.

"That child...is me?" Qingming stared blankly at the figure chasing below.

The fingers gradually clenched, the knuckles turned white, and there were several months of teeth left in the palm.

"It can't be changed, I don't believe it!" Qingming raised his hand and cast a spell to turn the monster chasing behind his young self into ashes.

"Thank you." The little self pursed her lips, looked at herself with serious eyes but a little stunned.

"It's too late, it's still too late." Quickly hugging her young self in her arms, she rushed towards a direction with a familiar aura, Qingming had hope in her eyes, "Slow down...slow down."

The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and the sound of fighting also appeared in front.

"It's coming, it's coming... Puff!!" Just when he saw the familiar figure, a huge pressure suddenly hit him, and he spurted out a mouthful of broken blood.

The scenery in front of me changed, the person in front of me disappeared, and the person in my arms disappeared.

"Cough cough..." Qingming coughed up blood, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "I don't believe it! I have come across the time travel! The so-called protagonist has also changed! Why can't the past be changed! Cough cough..."

"Ugh..." The pain spread from his chest, and the light in front of his eyes disappeared little by little.

.

"We should leave."

"Us?" x2

"Yes, is us."

"But only one of the two of you can stay."

"one person?"

"Huh!" Tang San woke up from the dream again, took a deep breath and sat up from the bed, rubbed the sweat from his forehead, couldn't help but wryly smiled.

The feeling of 'my' hand passing through 'my' chest is really uncomfortable.

Although it was his own fault, Qingming's appearance was obviously a little wrong. In that illusion, Qingming did not expect Qingming to be so cruel.

It is clear that those two are 'I', and one of them has no sense at all, and actually let 'I' kill 'I'.

However, being able to experience such a scene is good, at least it can prove that Seimei is still alive.

Tang San looked at the little white fox sleeping peacefully beside him with some bitterness, for some reason, it was supposed to be a potion to restore the body, but Qingming turned into a white fox the size of a palm.

"What should I do." The inner demon was gone, but Tang San didn't know how to face Qingming, and now Qingming's unclear situation also made Tang San very worried.

However, it's good that Qingming didn't recover, otherwise Tang San really didn't know how to face Qingming.

"Little San." After three gentle knocks on the door, Aunt Tang Yuehua's voice sounded, "Are you awake?"

"Get up." Tang San stood up, straightened his clothes, and raised the corners of his mouth.It was another gentle and elegant young man, but there was a ray of sadness between the young man's brows.

He reached out to pick up the white fox and put it into the wishful treasure bag.

It is also thanks to Dugu Bo's wishful treasure bag that he can keep the white fox with him all the time.

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"Qingming, Qingming." A gentle female voice rang in my ear, "Wake up, Qingming."

Mother? !

"Woke up."

my voice?

How could it be... Qingming, who was trying to raise his hand, realized that he couldn't move at all. He could only listen quietly, unable to move, let alone see.

Is this... punishment?