Pharaoh and her queen

A gentle force slowly poured into Ye Zhiqing's body, relieving her discomfort.

But no matter what Ye Zhiqing did, he couldn't touch that light and shadow. He could only see a vague shadow from the beginning to the end, and couldn't see the real thing.

It seems to be in a closed rolling light ball, which keeps circulating.

"Ye Zhiqing, this is not your world, you should leave here," the ethereal voice resounded all around, making Ye Zhiqing a little dizzy.

"Who are you? Why did I come here?" Everything that happened to him was so unbelievable, Ye Zhiqing asked loudly as if he had grasped at straws.

And that voice seemed to have never been heard, did not stop, and continued to sound, "If you insist on staying in this world, this place will be cleaned and restarted in three years."

Ye Zhiqing tried his best to run towards that figure, but always returned to the origin the moment he touched her.

This cycle repeats until exhaustion.

"Who the hell are you? Your purpose? What is being cleaned and restarted?" Ye Zhiqing asked again and again, but no one answered.

It's as if a clown is performing a mime alone.

Suddenly, a faint white light penetrated from the top and fell on Ye Zhiqing's body. The next moment, the familiar attraction and dizziness came.

Ye Zhiqing opened his eyes, seeing a familiar scene, still in the dilapidated courtyard of the Luxor Temple.

Soor sat aside, and seemed to have regained his sanity.

"You know everything?" Soor said indifferently.

"Principal Sool, what should I know? What is cleansing and restarting? What does it matter if I can't leave?" Ye Zhiqing's blood was rushing to his head, trying his best to maintain reason and calmness, staring at Thor asked questions very fast.

"Heh," Soor's eyes were emptied, and the aura surging around him was dead silent, without any warmth in the statement.

"Ye Zhiqing, do you know how long I have lived? 300 years, 300 years," the voice was still smooth, but full of helpless sorrow.

"Hehe, isn't it more incredible than when you came to this world?" Sool asked, looking at the surprise on Ye Zhiqing's face.

Ye Zhiqing's expression was very calm, but his heart was overwhelmed. He pretended to be calm and motioned Soor to continue.

"300 years ago, my family was chosen by the so-called gods to be the messengers of the gods, and the eldest son of our family was given the right of God, and I was the eldest son. After that, I died, and I was resurrected in the body of the descendants of the descendants. "

"For 300 years, I was trapped in a cage alone and could not escape,"

"I have been looking for a way to get rid of it for 300 years, until you appeared," Sool looked at Ye Zhiqing's eyes with strange and piercing heat.

With a hoarse voice as if being strangled by someone, "I was given the purpose of living in this world to wait for your appearance and send you back to the world that belongs to you. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Simply soon, soon, I will be free soon, hahahaha~~~~~~"

Ye Zhiqing was shocked, his lips parted and he wanted to say something, but he was speechless.

Under Soor's gaze, she actually had the feeling of wanting to run away.

After a long time, Ye Zhiqing regained his composure, his hair was disheveled, he was quite embarrassed, and his voice was also hoarse.

"What do you mean by liberation? And the light and shadow I saw just now, what is it? God?" When talking about gods, Ye Zhiqing deliberately emphasized his tone.

What makes Ye Zhiqing horrified is not that there are gods in Egypt, but that this so-called god is more likely to be future technology, and he is more like being in a game, controlled by unknown people.

"God, maybe it is," Soor snorted lightly, 300 years had already made him numb, whether it was a god or a demon, it had no meaning to him.

Straightening up, Soor held the obelisk floating on the stone platform, and looked at Ye Zhiqing with a sympathetic pity in his eyes.

"Ye Zhiqing, after three years at the latest, whether you leave or not is my relief. If you can leave sooner, then I will be happier."

After a pause, I don't know what to think of, Soor continued, "The water level of the Nile River has soared this year, and the plague after the flood recedes is the precursor to the cleansing."

With a deep sense of powerlessness, Ye Zhiqing couldn't doubt everything he had experienced, "Soor, does Edith know that her existence is a so-called anomaly?"

"I don't know yet," Soor raised his eyebrows, and then said, "The sooner you leave Etis, the safer it will be."

Ye Zhiqing lowered his eyes, unconsciously grasping the notch with his fingertips, a long bloodstain had already oozed out, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Principal Soor, you have already expected this day,"

"Yes, Ye Zhiqing, none of us can escape,"

The smile was bitter, but Ye Zhiqing's expression was extremely determined, "Soor, according to our deal, you have to help me. My condition is that Itis sits firmly on the throne of Egypt, and the reward is that the day when the situation in Egypt is stabilized is the day when I leave. "

"Okay," Soor agreed very readily, and it was a luxury for him to be relieved one day earlier.

The two reached a consensus, and the rest of the matter was much easier.

Other forces in the city of Thebes were unable to detect the situation in the Luxor Temple. Taking this opportunity, Ye Zhiqing tried several times to contact the royal guard and contact Virgil.

If you receive your own message, I believe you will be in touch soon.

Unexpectedly, Virgil contacted Ye Zhiqing faster than the royal guards, but there was no movement from Edith's side.

Ye Zhiqing waited in the Luxor Temple for several days, but in the end he didn't hold back, and asked Soor to quietly send him out of the city.

According to the news sent back by Virgil, the trip was delayed due to the encounter with the Egyptian army, and he has only now arrived at the garrison outside the city of Thebes.

According to the map on the letter, Ye Zhiqing walked to Virgil's current hiding place, followed by several guards from the Luxor Temple.

Now in the city of Thebes, I am alone and helpless. Ye Zhiqing specially asked Soor for these people.

But even with precautions, when the black-robed man appeared, Ye Zhiqing still couldn't escape.

It was the same method as those who were kidnapped last time, and the moves were fierce without giving anyone a chance to breathe.

After some fighting, there were fewer and fewer people on Ye Zhiqing's side. Knowing that he was no match, Ye Zhiqing ran up the mountain when he saw the opportunity.

There are uneven stones along the way, and there are some dead trees that can hide, at least temporarily slowing down their pursuit.

Sharp pain came from the extremely expanded alveoli, and Ye Zhiqing's pace became slower and slower. Could it be that something happened to Virgil and the others.

The pain that can be explained in every way is not missing, what is the problem?

Ye Zhiqing was dizzy at this moment, and didn't even notice that he had run to a cliff, but the people behind him were getting closer.

Without stopping, Ye Zhiqing jumped off the cliff directly under the astonished gaze of the man in black.

The undulating gully connected the Nile River, and when the man in black ran to the edge of the cliff to look, there was no sign of him under the cliff.

The leading man in black had no choice but to curse severely.

As the endlessly flowing Nile River drove forward, Ye Zhiqing only felt a huge sense of oppression coming from his whole body, and he couldn't breathe, sinking and floating with the water.

No one noticed that a figure on the river bank was also moving forward like a ghost, apparently following Ye Zhiqing's direction.

Ye Zhiqing was awakened by a burst of coolness, and there were bursts of dull pain in his chest from time to time.

"Itis" looked at Ye Zhiqing struggling to open his eyes, his body was soft, and his blurry eyes were obviously not fully awake.

"Zhiqing," the extremely familiar call,

"Itis," eyes widened in disbelief, Ye Zhiqing sat up straight regardless of the pain in his body.

Still in disbelief, Ye Zhiqing stretched out his hand to caress "Edith"'s face, calling Edith over and over again.

It seems to confirm over and over again that this is real and not a dream.

Holding Ye Zhiqing's fidgeting hand, "Itsis" hugged him forcefully into his arms, preventing Ye Zhiqing from moving, "Zhiqing, I'm back, I'm really back."

As if floating in the clouds, Ye Zhiqing leaned obediently in the arms of "Edith", still wrapped in the warm embrace behind him.

After calming down a little, Ye Zhiqing found that it was an extremely dry and cool cave.

The smooth bare arms and the coolness coming from her body reminded Ye Zhiqing that her outer robe had been taken off, and now only a thin inner lining was left on her whole body.

The graceful body curves are unobstructed.

There was also the scalding heat coming from behind that couldn't be ignored. After she calmed down, she felt a little restless.

After Ye Zhiqing realized this problem, obviously, "Itis" also realized it.

When Ye Zhiqing twisted his body and wanted to turn around, Etis's suppressed growl came from behind, "Zhiqing, don't move."

Ye Zhiqing's movements froze, and he stopped immediately, his waist was surrounded by powerful arms, and the skin beside his ears was invaded by the hot breath behind him.

"Itis" lowered her head and sniffed the fragrance of Ye Zhiqing's body, with a satisfied face. The small and delicate collarbone, the white skin like jade, and the full ups and downs challenged her endurance.

Finally, "Edith" lowered his head and sucked Ye Zhiqing's earlobe.

Where "Itis" was not seen, it was Ye Zhiqing's extremely calm expression. At some point, Ye Zhiqing took a heavy stone and held it in his hand without anyone noticing it.

When the person behind him was slacking off, he struck with all his might.

"Ah~" The person behind screamed, Ye Zhiqing took the opportunity to get up quickly, took the clothes that were still half wet and put them on.

"You acted perfectly, but you still don't know enough about Edith. She will never have any unreasonable thoughts at this time."

Being pierced mercilessly by Ye Zhiqing, and the big bag on the forehead harvested at this time, did not affect the mood of the fake "Itis" at this time.

Ye Zhiqing's taste is more delicious than she imagined.