The Emperor Of Heaven was very sensitive to this sound. To her, this sound was like the sound of an ordinary person's alarm clock when they woke up in the morning.
Although this sound was distorted due to pain, the Emperor Of Heaven could still recognize that it was Song Shuhang's voice.
The problem was, why was Song Shuhang here?!
In order to prevent a troublemaker like Song Shuhang from coming to the mysterious island and disrupting her Emperor Of Heaven's succession plan, she had made arrangements long ago to arrange for Song Shuhang to be far away.
Moreover, before confirming the succession plan, she had paid special attention to Song Shuhang's state — now, Song Shuhang's main body was hanging on the big tree in the Dream Realm, his clone was in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, his Song Youyou clone was in the Nine Underworlds Demonic Sea World, and his steel clone was sealed in his own little sun.
Such being the case, why was Song Shuhang here?
I went through a lot of trouble to arrange for you to be far away, so why did you still appear?
In this situation, did I enter the dream again? At this time, Song Shuhang's voice sounded distressed. But this time, the rhythm isn't right. Who would directly start with a painful punishment? Pain in my skull … Deep breaths, deep breaths, I need some time to adapt to this wave of pain. ]
The Emperor Of Heaven: "…"
The white-robed Golden Trigram: "Pain, pain, pain …"
After a while.
Ah, it's finally much better. Fortunately, there are similar types of pain in my database. After a little adaptation, this pain is nothing to me. Song Shuhang's voice echoed once more, his tone full of pride.
The white-robed Golden Trigram: "Pain, pain, pain …" This unknown pain master, what is the principle behind your pain tolerance? Can you explain it to me a little? So that I can be as outstanding as you and quickly adapt to the pain of my skull exploding!
The Emperor Of Heaven: "…"
At this moment, the Emperor Of Heaven had already keenly sensed that this Song Shuhang's voice was not the 'current' Song Shuhang, but the 'future' Song Shuhang!
She, who was proficient in the Dao of Time, was able to capture the unequal state of Song Shuhang's timeline.
The Emperor Of Heaven was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Out of all possible precautions, she did not guard against the future Song Shuhang.
She had already worked so hard to make arrangements for Song Shuhang so that the 'current' Song Shuhang would not be able to interfere with her 'inheritance'. Unexpectedly, the 'future' Song Shuhang managed to travel through time and arrive in the 'present', possessing the white-robed Jin Trigram's body.
[Hiss ~ Let me take a good look. Who is it this time? Why did I suddenly enter the dream when I was in seclusion? There wasn't even an opportunity to trigger it. Song Shuhang's voice sounded again.
"Song Qianbei … You're really my enemy!" the Emperor Of Heaven couldn't help but say.
[Heavens, Emperor Of Heaven, it's you!] Song Shuhang's voice was filled with shock. [You sensed me? ]
[Entering the dream is a very convenient talent, but sometimes, when you enter the dream and come into contact with some big shots, it's very easy for you to be captured on the spot.
The Emperor Of Heaven nodded. "Yes."
On the side, the white-robed Jin Trigram, who was supposed to be the 'main character of the inheritance', had become a supporting character. He had a dumbfounded expression on his face.
[Song Qianbei? The Emperor Of Heaven's Song Qianbei?] [Is this a big shot from the ancient era?]
For the proud and arrogant Emperor Of Heaven to address him as' Senior ', who was this Song Qianbei?
In addition, he didn't know if it was just his imagination, but why did he feel that the voice of this' Song Qianbei 'was somewhat familiar?
[Well, I'm actually in seclusion, and I might fall asleep if I keep on closing my eyes. I came here by pure accident, so Emperor Of Heaven, why don't you treat me as air and ignore me?] Song Shuhang suggested in a low voice.
"Treat me as air and ignore me? Song Qianbei, do you want me to treat you like a fart? " The Emperor Of Heaven slightly leaned back, and a huge lotus flower appeared out of thin air, supporting her body like a chair.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
"Who are you?" At this time, the white-robed Jin Trigram asked in pain. He wanted to ask about Song Shuhang's identity. If possible, he wanted to ask Song Shuhang about how to endure pain.
[Fellow Daoist, don't panic. I'm just a nameless Song that just happened to pass by. You can just ignore me,] Song Shuhang replied. Anyone who had anything to do with the Emperor Of Heaven was a potential source of trouble, and he didn't want to expose his identity.
"Nameless Song?" The white-robed Jin Trigram's face twisted in pain.
"Song Qianbei, you're really modest. In the entire universe, who would dare to call you a nameless person?" The corner of the Emperor Of Heaven's mouth rose.
Nine Lanterns, who was outside the barrier, looked at the great senior and the Emperor Of Heaven as if they were monkeys. There were only two of them, but the conversation between the Emperor Of Heaven and the great senior felt as if they were talking to a third party.
However, after looking for a long time, she still couldn't find the third party.
[By the way, Fairy Emperor Of Heaven, what are you doing? Why do I feel a sharp pain in my head as soon as I come here?] Song Shuhang's voice echoed once more. He felt that the Emperor Of Heaven was plotting against him!
The Emperor Of Heaven shook his head and said, "This is the only thing I don't want Song Qianbei to know."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shuhang's voice echoed once more. [Wait … what is this huge piece of information? The path to immortality?] []
Emperor Of Heaven: "…"
The white-robed Jin Trigram: "!!!"
"Song Qianbei, you're giving me a headache." The Emperor Of Heaven felt a headache coming on. "It's really inappropriate for you to appear this time."
[Wait, what I said just now was a thought in my mind. I didn't say it out loud. Oh, right … I'm in a special state. Wait a bit more, I might have a clue. I feel that some of the memories in my head are being activated.] Song Shuhang's voice echoed once more.
A few breaths later.
The mysterious island, the sealed memories, Senior Rabbit, the size-reducing purse, and other fragmented memories flooded out. Song Shuhang had almost forgotten that he had these sealed memories.
In fact, with Song Shuhang's social connections, it wouldn't be difficult for him to unlock these sealed memories. It was just that due to the agreement, he hadn't tried to unlock these sealed memories. At most, after receiving some stimulation, some memories would appear in his mind for a moment.
But now, these sealed memories seemed to have been unlocked, and the scenes appeared intermittently.
At the same time, Song Shuhang finally realized who he was' possessing 'this time — the master of the mysterious island, the great senior who liked rabbits and liked to recite from an invisible script!
Perhaps it was because of the 'sealed memories' that he'd been able to connect to this great senior in this dream.
[In other words, this is the mysterious island? In that case, it hasn't been too long since I'm here? Emperor Of Heaven, you're doing something big on the mysterious island?] Song Shuhang asked.
"Song Qianbei, you know too much," the Emperor Of Heaven rubbed his temples and said seriously. "This time, I'm definitely going to kill you!"
Song Shuhang: "…"
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