What if Kuai Chuan's Old Attack is an NPC?

While cursing, Du Yunian returned to his virtual space.

The temporarily stopped game progress was left in place. Du Yunian called out the brain on his wrist and forcibly summoned Xia Chen who was dormant by the system.

"Brother, good evening, it's so late, what can I do for you?"

The avatar Xia Chen was cast in front of Du Yunian, and an artificial intelligence was still yawning pretendingly, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Don't sleep, why are you yawning with an AI." Du Jinian crossed his arms and said to Xia Chen angrily.

Xia Chen rubbed his eyes: "Brother, Brother Du, my brother. Preserve the laws of nature and eliminate human desires. Even if I am an artificial intelligence, I still have to rest."

After finishing speaking, Xia Chen yawned again, Du Quinian helplessly looked at the sleepy Xia Chen in front of him.

"Okay, okay, I have a business to find you."

"Okay, brother, tell me, I will help you as much as I can." Xia Chen said with a rare seriousness. After all, the world is controlled by the government this time, and he really doesn't have the right to speak as a small customer service.

"Check it out for me. Is there something wrong with Xiao Chuyun? According to the original plan, Xiao Chuyun shouldn't be reborn with his memory. Why did he violate the internal rules of the game?"

"Okay, bro, I'll check it out for you, this is still within my authority, I can help you look it up."

Xia Chen rubbed his virtual hair, waved with Du Jinian, disappeared, and went to the background to check information.

"Hey, none of them are useful."

Du Yunian sighed helplessly, shook his head, and resigned himself to his fate to return to the game world.

Du Yannian just came back, and the timeline where the game world was suspended continues to run, but the current Du Yanian is no longer the original Du Jienian, he is now Niu Hulu Du Jienian!

"You're not Mu Hongjue, who are you?" Xiao Quyun was still obsessed with this question, Du Yunian helped Fu's forehead very helplessly, why is this elder brother still obsessed with this question?

"Yes, I'm not Mu Hongjue, what about you? Are you still Xiao Chuyun?" In desperation, Du Quinian raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chuyun who was kneeling on the ground, and asked indifferently.

"I'm Xiao Chuyun...? Am I Xiao Chuyun?"

Du Yunian did not expect that he would ask Xiao Chuyun, who was a little mentally disturbed, in front of him with a casual sentence. Seeing that Xiao Chuyun had an effect, Du Jinian walked up to Xiao Chuyun, squatted down and asked .

"Are you really Xiao Chuyun? Are your memories yours? You can't be a soul who steals other people's bodies, are you?" Du Jinian smiled, with a sly smile in his eyes, looking like a sly The fox in general.

"I……"

Xiao Chuyun, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and stared blankly at Du Yannian who was squatting in front of him for a long time, so long that Xiao Chuyun even forgot to blink.

"Who am I...?" Xiao Yuyun asked blankly, just like what Du Jinian said, many memories that he had no impression flashed through his mind.

The person in memory seems to be him, but it doesn't seem to be him.

So who is he?

Du Yunian looked at Xiao Chuyun who was trapped in his own thoughts, and smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Look, you don't know who you are either?"

"No, I know, I know, I am..." Xiao Yuyun felt a little terrified when Du Jinian looked at him, he forgot that he didn't have heart pain, and he forgot the embarrassment of his disordered memory.

He is thinking, he is remembering, he is thinking, he is thinking.

Who is he?

Du Yunian is not in a hurry, anyway, Xia Chen is looking up information for himself now.He now has a lot of time to tangle with Xiao Chuyun, whether he is Xiao Chuyun or not.

"Think about it yourself, I'll wait for you." Du Quinian sat on the floor directly facing Xiao Quyun, taking the time to look at Xiao Quyun who looked like he was mentally disordered in front of him.

He also wanted to know what conclusion Xiao Chuyun could draw in the end, and he was looking forward to Xiao Chuyun's answer.

All the memory fragments flashed back in Xiao Chuyun's mind, whether it belonged to Xiao Chuyun or not, maybe it was someone else's, maybe it was a man's or a woman's.

All things impacted Xiao Chuyun's thinking at the same moment, and Xiao Chuyun, who was kneeling in front of Du Jinian, covered his head in pain.

After a while, Du Quinian was bored and began to draw circles on the ground.Xiao Quyun in front of him seemed to have finally come to a final conclusion. Xiao Quyun slowly raised his head, looked at Du Yunian, and slowly called out a name with thin lips one by one: "Yunjin... Son..."

"!" Du Jinian's originally idle thoughts were instantly frozen, and he stared at the Xiao Chuyun who couldn't see the slightest difference from Shen Xiyang in front of him.

Du Kunian was stunned, he stretched out his hand tremblingly towards Xiao Quyun, and replied, "Xiyang...you are...Shen Xiyang...?"

Du Jinian still couldn't believe it. When he himself called out the long-lost name, Du Jinian seemed to feel that his heart had stopped beating.

The blood in Du Yunian's whole body was boiling, and it flowed backwards, cheering for joy.

"My son..." Xiao Yuyun's face was touched gently by Du Yunian, Xiao Yuyun stretched out his hand to support Du Yunian's slightly cool hand, and his dark eyes were slightly stained with light.

The two words that came out of Xiao Quyun's mouth seemed like a huge surprise and gift. Du Yunian, who hadn't recovered from his strength, suddenly had red eye circles, a sore nose, and the round teardrops were so warm tumbled down.

"Is that you...? Xiyang, is that you? Shen Xiyang!"

Du Jinian held Xiao Quyun's cheek with both hands, he wanted to see Shen Xiyang's soul from Xiao Quyun's face that had nothing to do with Shen Xiyang.

This kind of emotion of losing and regaining is really mixed with joy and sorrow. Du Yunian looked at the person in front of him, and hot tears fell drop by drop as if he didn't want money.

"My son... don't cry..."

Xiao Yuyun reached out his hand very clumsily to wipe away Du Jinian's tears.

The moment Xiao Chuyun stretched out his hand, Xiao Chuyun seemed to see the glaring blood on his hand, Xiao Chuyun's pupils trembled, and he said tremblingly: "My son...my hands are dirty..."

"Fart! Your hands are not dirty at all!" Du Yunian swears directly from his excited mouth. Du Yunian grabs Xiao Yuyun's hand that is about to be withdrawn, and sticks it tightly to his fair cheek.

"Don't fart me, my Xiyang is the cleanest."

Du Yunian's tears grew more and more, and it was almost impossible to see Xiao Chuyun's appearance clearly. Du Yunian hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeves.