lucky son

There are two ways for defenders to enter the world plane. One is to enter the plane with a spirit body and possess a body that voluntarily exchanges with the main god; the other is to send the body and spirit of the defender into the world. plane.In short, it is soul time travel and real body time travel.

**Different from the invisible soul that is easy to travel between planes, if you want to send the defender into the plane, you must consume a lot of energy, which is not cost-effective for the main god.Moreover, if the body possessed dies, the soul of the defender can escape in time, but if the body of the defender is damaged, it will be a great trouble for the defender.

Therefore, when the maintainers perform their tasks, almost all of them adopt the form of soul travel. As for the nutrition cabin, it is to ensure that the maintainers' bodies can still maintain health and vitality after their souls leave the body.

But this time, because it was a sudden urgent task and there was no room for delay, Meng Hui didn't even have time to choose a boarding body. Body traversal consumes a lot of energy, but compared to collapsing a world plane, it is completely a drop in the bucket.

Meng Hui was also very nervous for the first real body time travel, and he didn't know what he would encounter after entering the plane, so he was a little bit blind.

However, despite this, he still has to try to stay calm and do his best to complete the task.

After confirming to Meng Hui that he was ready, the ball of light opened the passage for him to travel through the real body.The entrance of this passage is not much different from ordinary gates, but as soon as he stepped in, Meng Hui felt the majestic power contained in it that could distort space and time.

Even with Meng Hui's powerful mental power, he couldn't help being dizzy under the impact of this force, and when he managed to regain consciousness, he found that the surrounding scenery had completely changed.

The dry and chapped land is under the feet, and the towering mountains are behind.Overcast clouds billowed overhead, thunder and lightning flashed, and the entire sky was smudged into an ominous purple. The manic aura was so thick that it almost turned into a viscous mist. They frantically tried to pour into Meng Hui's body, as if they wanted to turn the The sharp blade smashed his meridians and flesh to pieces.

Faced with this doomsday scene, Meng Hui took a breath reflexively, but before he could get used to the extremely violent environment, he saw a bloody body flying upside down in front of him.

Meng Hui moved his footsteps, intending to avoid it, but suddenly felt a familiar aura coming from that body, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the opponent's waist. You can't dig it out from the cliff.

Suddenly being caught by someone, that person was also a little confused, and turned to look at Meng Hui who was also confused.The two looked at each other for a second, and the man's expression suddenly changed: "Little rookie?! Why are you here?!"

The corner of Meng Hui's mouth twitched, and he smiled wryly: "Brother Yu, the Lord God sent me here."

"Lord God?!" Yu Minghui, who was covered in layers of skin, couldn't believe it, "The Lord God let you come? Or let you travel through time? Is this going to send you to seek death?!" As soon as the words fell, he had no time to wait for Meng Hui He quickly broke free from Meng Hui's arm and stood in front of him vigilantly.

While Yu Minghui moved, Meng Hui also felt a strong sense of oppression.This sense of oppression is so terrifying that even the wanton surge of spiritual energy seems to be suppressed, and it crawls softly on the ground.

Although the violent aura calmed down, Meng Hui breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more comfortable, but he didn't feel relaxed at all. He tensed his body together with Yu Minghui, and fixedly stared at the thick fog ahead.

Knowing how much he weighed, Meng Hui didn't intend to confront the existence in the thick fog head-on, after all his force value was not as high as Yu Minghui's.Since even Yu Minghui was beaten so miserably, even if he joined, it would be useless.

Moreover, Meng Hui also believed that the main god sent him here in a hurry, not because he wanted to use his fists to talk to the mission target, but to "convince people with reason" and "use emotion".

——It can be said that this is also the only way for him to survive.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Hui tried his best to calm down his instinct of wanting to fight because he felt threatened, trying to make himself appear completely harmless. At the same time, a tall figure slowly appeared in the thick fog.

That figure seemed to be strolling in a garden, elegant and refined, but it was as fast as lightning, arriving in an instant.But within a few breaths, Meng Hui could clearly see the face of the person who came.

The person who came was an extremely beautiful young man with a smile on his lips and crimson eyes, as gorgeous as peaches and plums.However, this kind of gorgeousness is extremely ominous and evil, not only can't make people have any obsessive appreciation, but on the contrary, it makes people feel cold.

The young man's pupils were as red as blood, but his hair was pure white, which made him look more and more strange.Even if you don't feel the gloomy aura wantonly emanating from him, just by looking at his appearance, you can know that this is definitely not a righteous immortal, but a great devil who is deeply infatuated.

Meng Hui looked at the young man with a complicated expression, and the young man saw Meng Hui's appearance clearly at the same time, was slightly taken aback, and stopped in his tracks.

In an instant, the whole world was quiet, and even thunder and thunder disappeared without a trace.There seemed to be an invisible and intangible aura between Meng Hui and the young man, instantly linking them together.

Obviously, with just one glance, Meng Hui recognized the young man, and the young man also recognized Meng Hui.

After a while, the young man smiled again, but that smile was much more sincere.He spoke with a soft and tender voice, as if he was coquettish: "That's great, Hui Hui, that god has finally sent you here, and it's not in vain for me to make a fuss."

The young man's speech was very gentle and docile, but the actions of his hands were not friendly at all.With a slight wave of his hand, Yu Minghui, who was standing in front of Meng Hui, was dragged by a force, as if he had sent him to the door, and precisely stuck his fragile neck into the young man's body. slightly open hands.

And the young man also happily accepted it, and tightened his grip on Yu Minghui's neck.

Meng Hui's complexion changed, and he subconsciously took a step forward: "Wait, don't—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp "click", and then saw Yu Minghui's body limply slipped from the young man's hands and fell to the ground. It was obvious that the young man had snapped his neck.

Silently retracting that step, Meng Hui, who almost wanted to touch his neck, said, "…………………"

——The only thing he is lucky about is that Yu Minghui didn't travel through the real body like him.The possessed body dies when it dies, but the soul can escape.

——But the sad thing is, he is actually time-traveling!If this bewitched young man wants to settle the score, if he is given such a blow, he will be really cold!

At this moment, Meng Hui just wanted to complain, "The Lord God harmed me!" To carry out such a dangerous mission, at least find him a body to save his life!

Seeing Meng Hui's face was stiff, the young man showed an innocent expression: "I'm sorry, Huihui. I slipped my hand, what did you want to say just now?"

Meng Hui: “………………………”

——God TM hand slippery!

He took a deep breath and decided not to dwell on this dangerous topic: "...how do you know my name?"

No matter which world he was in, the name of Meng Hui's body had nothing to do with the word "Hui", but the young man called out this name accurately, which made Meng Hui uneasy.

Hearing Meng Hui's question, the young man showed melancholy: "It seems that you don't remember everything..."

The corner of Meng Hui's mouth twitched. A person who suffers from amnesia in every world turned around and said to him, "You don't remember everything." What kind of unreasonable trouble is this?He glanced at the body of "Yu Minghui", and warned himself that he only had one life, and his attitude was extremely gentle: "I think we can have a good talk, you calm down first."

"I'm calm." The young man smiled.

Meng Hui: “………………………”

——You are so calm that you are about to subvert the plane!

As if seeing the meaning conveyed in Meng Hui's eyes, the young man smiled and bent his eyes. The next moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the water mist formed by the violent spiritual energy disappeared. The place where Hui is located seems to be just an ordinary area where not a single blade of grass grows.

"Don't be afraid, I won't destroy this plane." Dispelling all the visions created by himself, the young man said in a gentle tone, "I finally brought you here, I am not willing to destroy it. What if It’s destroyed, you definitely don’t know where you are going, and I need to find it again.” After a pause, he seemed to complain coquettishly, “It’s so troublesome.”

Meng Hui: “………………………”

—He really didn't know how to respond.

"What's your name?" Meng Hui pursed his lips, seeing that the young man did not seem to have any malicious intentions towards him, and finally relaxed his tense body a little.

The young man's expression was slightly melancholy, but he looked at Meng Hui with serious and persistent eyes: "My name is Meng Hui, you can call me Ah Hui, dark and dark."

Hearing the young man say his name, Meng Hui's heart suddenly shrank, and there was a sense of familiarity that even he couldn't explain clearly, as if he was so familiar with his own name.

In fact, even without this sense of familiarity, Meng Hui could still see the connection between the two names "Meng Hui" and "Meng Hui".He looked deeply at Meng Hui with complicated eyes: "What is the relationship between you and me?"

Meng Hui chuckled, and slowly approached Meng Hui.Meng Hui watched him getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't retreat to avoid him, but let Meng Hui get close to him, stretched out his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Leaning on Meng Hui's shoulder, Meng Hui gently kissed his earlobe, and his voice was extremely gentle: "What's the relationship... You should have guessed it, right? You are 'Hui', the warm sunshine; and I am 'Dark', a gloomy darkness. We are yin and yang to each other, and these two names with similar pronunciations, similar fonts, but opposite meanings, we discussed and chose together——As for the surname 'Meng' , from our Creator, our 'Father'."

Pulling a little distance away, Meng Hui held Meng Hui's cheeks with both hands, and looked at him seriously and carefully, as if he wanted to fully capture his appearance in his eyes and engrave it in his heart, full of reunion after a long absence. , The joy of finding it again.

Seemingly the more he looked at it, the happier he felt, Meng Hui leaned over and kissed Meng Hui's lips sweetly: "We were born in the same spiritual vessel, whether we are twins or one body .In short, we are the most intimate existence, we belong to each other alone, no one or anything, even if the so-called 'lord god' erases the memory, can't cut off the fetters between us."

Meng Hui and Meng Hui were very close, their noses touched and their eyes met.

Seeing himself reflected in Meng Hui's beautiful scarlet eyes, Meng Hui's expression was dazed for a while, as if something that was imprisoned broke free, and a paragraph after another that was not connected together, but was true suddenly flashed through his mind. Broken pictures linked to each other.

A magic weapon engraved with yin and yang Pisces; a proud man holding a magic weapon with a bright smile; a towering fairy palace; , the picture was fixed on the blood-stained man uttering a howl of anger, despair, and hatred toward the mighty sky, his body suddenly exploded, and before he died, his angry eyes were so wide that he spurted out his purest blood, staining the sky. On the yin and yang Pisces magic weapon that was spinning above his head.

"...Father?" Meng Hui's eyes darkened, and he murmured softly.

The author has something to say: Thanks to little angel W for throwing the mine, and Ashley dear for throwing the grenade=333=