When Solomon and Daji found Lord Long Yang, he was sitting on the edge of a desolate land. His eyes were closed, and he was playing a musical instrument called 'sheng'.
Daji was no stranger to Sheng. She used to live in the palace and had her own team of musicians. She also had a teacher.
However, Solomon was curious and couldn't help but look at this strange musical instrument. Although they all lived in the gap between dimensions, the Detached Ones didn't have a close relationship with each other.
If there was no rush between the Sovereign Stage, they would have been separated. Of course, some of the Detached Ones had different levels of personal friendship.
Solomon knew about Long Yangjun's existence, but they rarely talked to each other. When they met, they just greeted each other. However, Daji and Long Yangjun had a good relationship in private.
"Long Yangjun, I've been looking for you many times, hoping that you can play a song for me." Daji smiled. "But it's hard to get. What happened today that gave you such a refined mood? "
Long Yangjun put down the Sheng, got up, nodded at Daji, and smiled. "I'm just expressing my feelings. If you like it, I'll definitely come and play it for you. "
Daji smiled sweetly. This woman seemed to have a special charm given by God. Even the Detached Ones couldn't resist it.
Most of the time, Solomon could only try his best not to look at Daji's eyes. It wasn't that his willpower wasn't strong enough, but it was because Daji's power came from this pair of eyes that seemed to be able to steal souls.
He wasn't the only one. Many Detached Ones couldn't resist Daji's beauty, especially men … Probably only people like Long Yangjun didn't have such problems.
But now wasn't the time to talk.
Solomon said seriously, "Long Yangjun, I've teamed up with Daji and caught a lot of Primordial Demons. Not long ago, we met a complete Primordial Ancestor of the Void. We've done more than what the Sovereign Stage asked us to do … What about you? I didn't expect to meet you here. "
Perhaps he could take this opportunity to communicate more with Long Yangjun.
Although he was already a Transcendent being, he was still a Great Emperor of the human world. Roping in factions was something he was born with.
"My luck wasn't that good, I only caught one. However, this Essence Devil is rather interesting. " At this moment, Long Yangjun looked at Solomon and gave him a simple explanation of how he had captured the Void Original Demon with a human head and snake body.
At this moment, he looked at Solomon, and his eyes lit up slightly. He chuckled and said, "A very good one. In the future, it might be able to go very far as the Void Original Devil … It's really a pity to use it to complete the plan of the Sovereigns this time."
"Haha, that's easy." At this time, Solomon said straightforwardly, "I have extra here. Long Yangjun, if you don't mind, I'll give it to you."
"Thank you so much." Long Yangjun didn't stand on ceremony. He just looked at this once valiant emperor of a foreign country, and his eyes burned with passion.
Daji's gaze swept back and forth between the two. Then, she narrowed her eyes, as if waiting for something interesting to happen.
Unexpectedly, Long Yangjun suddenly asked at this moment, "By the way, are there any new members joining recently?"
Solomon was startled and said subconsciously, "I haven't heard of that. However, some of our companions who were in charge of being guides found some good newcomers a while ago. Among them, the one who was most appreciated by the Sovereigns is called 'Arex'. However, he seems to be receiving guidance from 'Lord Qishadhi Nagisa' between the Sovereigns and hasn't appeared yet. The rest of the newcomers are still in the assessment stage … So, who is the newcomer that Long Yangjun is referring to? "
"Arex?" Long Yangjun opened his mouth slightly in surprise. "To be able to be appreciated by that lord, it seems like he has great potential … Well, I haven't asked for the name of the one I met. However, I saw that he was very unfamiliar with this dimensional crack. I'm afraid he's not a newcomer who was selected this time. "
"Oh?" Daji said with interest, "If he didn't go through the guide, then there are only two or three possibilities for him to come here. Either his own strength has reached the limit and he sensed that he can't continue to stay in the main world, or he accidentally entered some secret crack and entered here by mistake. "
Long Yangjun recalled, "This little brother is very strange. According to him, he came here to look for something … I'm afraid he didn't enter by mistake."
"In other words, he relied on his own ability?" Solomon's eyes suddenly lit up. "The Sovereigns have always valued the juniors who transcended based on their own abilities. It seems that this news needs to be passed to the Sovereigns. Long Yangjun, what does this person look like? "
For the Sovereigns, the development of the brain could no longer be described with common sense. Retentive memory was probably just an instinct.
"This is simple." Long Yangjun smiled. "Perhaps there are many companions who know him … Let me draw a picture."
As he spoke, Long Yangjun gently pulled out the sword in his hand and planned to draw with the sword.
Long Yangjun closed his eyes and stood still with the sword in his hand. However, after a while, Long Yangjun didn't move at all — Daji had seen Long Yangjun's drawing before. Without a doubt, he could make it lifelike. However, at this moment, she also noticed that something was wrong with Long Yangjun.
"Long Yangjun, are you in trouble?" Daji asked softly.
Long Yangjun opened his eyes and looked at his two companions with a strange expression. He frowned and said, "I … can't remember this little brother's appearance."
"What?" Solomon asked in surprise.
Daji was also surprised.
"I can remember what he said, but his appearance has become very blurry in my memory." Long Yangjun took a deep breath and said, "Later, I tried to explore my memory and found that it became more and more blurry."
"Oh?" Solomon raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that this newcomer has the ability to affect or even change other people's memories? If that's true, it's a very troublesome ability. "
"If that's the case, then hurry up and reach the Throne Level," Daji suggested at this time.
Long Yangjun nodded, "Okay."
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When Luoqiu returned to the bottom of the passage from the Mirror Image World to the crack of the dimension, the floating wasteland where he originally landed had disappeared. There was nothing around him.
Luoqiu didn't find Paul. His intuition told him that if he continued to search in the crack of the dimension, he wouldn't find Paul. However, he didn't die — so there was only one possibility left.
His body slowly rose up from the passage — as he gradually left the crack of the dimension, the passage to the Mirror Image World was quickly closing.
When Luoqiu completely left the abyss passage, the surroundings had returned to its original appearance — the abyss passage also returned to its original appearance of the airport hall in the Mirror Image World.
There was not a speck of dust under his feet, and the floor tiles could almost reflect his face.
"Luoqiu!"
Luoqiu, who had just arrived, heard Song Ying's nervous and anxious cry — Luoqiu followed the sound and found Song Ying standing there in fear.
Song Haoran was also here, but at this time, Song Haoran was motionless … or, at this time, Song Haoran had directly turned into a stone statue.
He was completely petrified.
"What happened?" Luoqiu came in front of Song Ying and looked at Arraia at the same time.
Song Ying opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.
However, Arraia said without any pressure, [Answer: The individual is judged to be dangerous, it is recommended that the behavior of the individual be restrained.]
Luoqiu looked at Song Ying, and Song Ying had no choice but to say, "You know Song Haoran's character … He is actually not a bad person, he is just a little curious, and then … he probably asked some questions …"
She did not dare to say that Song Haoran actually intended to secretly record the conversation.
However, after Luoqiu glanced at the fragments of the mobile phone on the ground, he roughly guessed that Song Haoran was only temporarily petrified, and his life was not in danger.
A space-time was like a precise clock, and every individual was an indispensable part of this clock. Then, as the sub-manager of this space-time, Arraia would not casually destroy any part of this clock.
"Has the disorder of this space-time been restored?" Luoqiu asked Arraia.
[Answer: The factor of disorder has been restored.]
Luoqiu nodded and suddenly said, "Do what you are supposed to do. If there is nothing special, I will not voluntarily enter the mirror world of this space-time."
This time, Arraia did not respond. He just maintained a silent appearance.
Then, Luoqiu suddenly waved at Song Ying and Song Haoran, and the two left the mirror world in an instant.
Luoqiu glanced at the place where Han Bingjiang's body was supposed to be. He found that Han Bingjiang's body was gone, presumably it had been 'disposed'.
As for Qiao An, who Arraia created again, she had already opened her eyes.
However, this Qiao An's eyes were lifeless, without the slightest bit of spirit, like a puppet … However, ordinary people would not be able to tell when she was officially 'activated'.
This was because once 'she' was' activated ', it meant that' she 'was already an ordinary person in this space-time.
"Seems like you are quite used to this kind of operation." Luoqiu said with a smile.
Arraia said, [Answer: This is the 19235 incident. There are sufficient cases in the database for reference.]
"19235 …" Luoqiu was slightly surprised. For a world with a huge population base, this number was just a drop in the ocean. However, the number that was close to twenty thousand was actually not a small number.
Luoqiu pondered slightly. In fact, there was not much that he wanted to know from Arraia.
But there was one thing.
"You … other than me, have you seen other [Origin Authority]?" Luoqiu looked into Arraia's eyes.
The light in the blue pupils began to flicker. Luoqiu noticed that whenever Arraia was thinking or analyzing, there would be such a light in his eyes.
He waited.
[Answer: No.]
"No?" Luoqiu was startled. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "If the [Origin Authority] requested you to delete a part of your memory, would you comply?"
[Answer: The [Origin Authority] is above the sub-administrator.]
Luoqiu nodded and did not say anything else. Then, he slowly retreated before Arraia's eyes. As he retreated, Luoqiu's figure gradually disappeared from the mirror image world.
In the almost dead silence of the mirror image world, only Arraia's voice, which still did not fluctuate, rang.
[Carry out the follow-up of the correction plan …]
She raised her hand, and the recreated 'Joanne' began to move.
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When Song Haoran's senses returned, he found himself in the same airport where he was first pulled into the mirror image world. It was also the place where Han Bingjiang encountered the three different Joannes.
"Song Ying?" Song Haoran instinctively looked at Song Ying.
Song Ying shook her head. She was a little flustered and worried, "Are you all right? You have no idea that you turned into a stone just now! You really scared me! "
Song Haoran frowned, and then suddenly said, "Give me the phone!"
"Why are you still thinking about this …" Song Ying was about to scold him when she saw Song Haoran suddenly pinching his sleeve.
The wrist on the sleeve was now dripping with blood. Song Ying opened her mouth in surprise, "When did you get this?"
Song Haoran didn't say anything. He just quickly wiped away the blood on the wound. When the blood was wiped away, the meaning of the wound in front of Song Ying became clear.
Arraia.
The wound on the wrist turned out to be this name … Song Haoran secretly engraved this word on his body. "Quick, take a picture of the wound … while we can still remember. She said that she would erase our memories! "
"This …" Song Ying was a little hesitant at this time. However, she could not resist Song Haoran's eager gaze. She could only take out the phone half-heartedly.
Unexpectedly, when Song Ying was about to take the picture, another palm suddenly rested on Song Haoran's wrist.
At the same time, Luoqiu's voice came, "Are you hurt? Let me see … Well, it's fine now."
When Luoqiu's palm left, the bleeding wound on Song Haoran's wrist had disappeared.
The two looked at Luoqiu in surprise at the same time. However, at this moment, Luoqiu put his hand between them and snapped his fingers.
The two were absent-minded and stood there quietly.
Luoqiu glanced at Song Haoran, whispering, "In the future, you will meet her one day."
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…
In the explosion at the airport, the suspect was named Han Bingjiang. However, he took the opportunity to escape during the trial. In the process of Han Bingjiang's escape, he even stabbed a foreign youth. There were many witnesses at the scene that could prove it.
As for Han Bingjiang himself, he accidentally fell into an escalator somewhere in the airport in a hurry to escape. As his head was severely injured, there was a lot of bleeding. The rescue was ineffective, and he died immediately.
The reason why the suspect wanted to make the bomb also became a mystery because of the suspect's death.
Song Haoran, Song Ying, and Luoqiu were on their way back to the hotel in the airport. Song Haoran had his hands behind his neck, walking with a relaxed expression. Suddenly, he said, "In the end, we still don't know who the child's parents are?"
Song Ying said, "Didn't the people at the security office say that the child's parents have already taken the child away … Really, it was already over, but you insisted that since we were out, you were hungry and wanted to find something to eat. Now, we've bumped into the scene where Han Bingjiang slipped and almost got the police to question you! What if our identities were exposed? "
"You can't blame me for this!" Song Haoran put his hand on Luoqiu's shoulder, "I came out to accompany you to find him!"
"Song Haoran!!"
"Oh, I almost forgot! I booked a suite service in my room! I'll go back first! "
"Don't go! Bastard!! "
They chased after each other.
Luoqiu looked at the two people who were playing and walking away. He suddenly stretched and then opened the door of his room in the hotel.
When he returned to the room, there was a picture book on the snow-white bed sheet.
Luoqiu poured a glass of water and sat by the window with the picture book. He began to turn the picture book — on the latest page, there was a sun drawn with an orange crayon.
Below it was a grassland with flowers almost as tall as the house. The mother and son were holding hands.
Luoqiu picked up the teacup and drank a mouthful of water. Then he turned the picture book to the front.
There was a page like this: A woman fell in a pool of blood, and a woman stood beside the body with a knife.
"What are parents to children?" Luoqiu was silent for a moment and finally closed the picture book.
Then he opened the curtain and saw the airport in the early morning. "Probably … some kind of inheritance."
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In a distant time and space.
A child suddenly appeared in the room.
This child was almost the same as the child who was sleeping in the room — this was really a surprising thing.
Maybe they were just twins … or so he thought.
However, when the sleeping child suddenly woke up, he was very surprised to see a child who looked like him standing by his bed.
"Who are you?" The child who had just woken up asked curiously.
"Hey, is your mother good to you?" The child standing by the window suddenly asked.
Although it was very strange, the child who had just woken up was very ignorant. He nodded subconsciously and smiled happily, "She is the best to me!"
"Oh! That's good. "The child standing by the bed nodded.
But all of a sudden, the child by the bed grabbed a pencil from the table by the window and stuck it into the neck of the child by the window without saying a word.
"That's my mother!"
Soon, the child on the bed didn't move. He just opened his eyes wide and a pencil was inserted into his neck.
Some blood splattered on the body and face of the child by the bed.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from downstairs, a very gentle voice, "Paul? Paul? Are you awake? If you wake up, quickly come down to brush your teeth and eat breakfast, okay? The school bus is coming! "
So the child by the bed reached out and wiped the blood on his face. And the blood gradually disappeared from his body.
Then he showed a smile as bright as the sun and said happily, "I'm awake, mom!"
The child changed his clothes and then opened the door of the room, "Mom! What's breakfast today? "
The moment he closed the door, the door made a slight sound of the door axle.
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