The distant and vast voice sounded in Wuyou's ears. Wuyou felt a pain in his mind and woke up from that memory.
Looking around, there was no one around, and there were occasional colorful lights passing by in the black fog, no different from before.
"After waiting for so many years, I thought you wouldn't show up..."
Just when Wuyou thought he was wrong, a cold female voice sounded from the void, with a little excitement and a little unhappy.
"Who are you?"
Wuyou frowned, and didn't know where to look at her eyes.
"Haha...Who am I? You actually asked me who I am?" The man actually burst into laughter, and his tone was self-deprecating.
Wuyou didn't speak, still observing the surrounding environment, wanting to find where the woman was next to her.
"You want to know who I am?"
Wuyou's performance disappointed the owner of the voice, so he took the initiative to speak.
"Are you from the Demon World?"
The rich demonic energy in the space made Wuyou feel uneasy. These demonic energy is not as sticky as before. This means that they have found a better master. Could it be the master of this voice?
"I am!"
"Why are you here?"
Wuyou was not so nervous after being confirmed, but she was still curious about the identity of the owner of this voice.
"I am Yun Jin, do you have any impression of it?"
"Yun Jin?"
Wuyou pondered that this name was the same as the legendary witch's name.
"Are you Yun Jin from the Demon Realm?" Wuyou was a little surprised when he saw the legendary character.
"What? I remembered it?" The man's voice was faintly teasing.
"What did you think of?" Wuyou was a little puzzled.
"Hey, it's been ten thousand years, why are you so weak? You haven't even recovered your memory!"
Wuyou turned pale, and the anxiety in his heart became stronger. Recovering his memory? When did he lose his memory?
"Don't be surprised, aren't you curious about who I am? Now I can tell you..." Speaking of this, the voice suddenly paused and said with a silence: "I am you, you are me!"
"This is impossible!!!" Wuyou couldn't believe her words and immediately retorted.
"Is it possible to try it, right?"
Wuyou felt a black phantom pressing towards him. Before he could refuse, a figure of someone suddenly appeared in front of him.
Snow-skinned and purple eyes, red battle armor, and long black hair were tied behind the head, and it seemed to be swaying slightly, looking particularly heroic.
This face is exactly the same as hers now, but her eyes are different.
"This is impossible!!!"
Wuyou covered her mouth and instinctively took a step back, obviously unable to accept the facts in front of her.
"I asked if you can put away this shocking look. As your clone, I didn't even dislike you. You just dislike me first!"
The same face does have different personalities, Wuyou is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, while Yun Jin is warm on the outside and cold on the inside. Although she is easy to talk to, what she says shows her desolation.
"I am Yun Jin?" Wuyou asked suspiciously, pointing to his nose.
Yun Jin nodded, and the seriousness in his eyes could not be hidden.
"I am one of your soul clones. Now as long as we merge, you can recover immediately and become the former Yun Jin!"
Yun Jin's voice was filled with a strong temptation, but Wuyou was unmoved. For more than ten years, she has been Le Wuyou. It is absolutely impossible for her to accept such an identity at once. Besides,
The credibility of Yun Jin's speech remains to be considered now.
"Don't you believe me?"
"Can you know what I think?"
"You can do it too, but you are not complete yet..." Yun Jin said lightly as he looked at Wuyou.
"Go to the tenth floor of the Magic Tower, where you will find your complete self, and come to me again!"
With a wave of her red sleeves, she had woken up from her spiritual world before Wuyou could answer.
Opening, it is still on the ninth floor of the Magic Tower.
On the bed, Qian Shao was still unconscious, and his hand was still on his wrist and did not move it away. Everything around him had not changed at all. Was everything just now fake?
Wuyou couldn't help but have such an idea, but as soon as this idea came out, a cold voice came from the depths of his soul: "Put down your stupid thoughts!"
"Where are you?"
"It's in the depths of your soul, of course."
"Don't think too much. Do what I said. You won't regret it. Some people should get what they owe us!"
Yun Jin's words were filled with a strong hatred. This time, Wuyou also felt this hatred, and there was a faint resonance in his heart.
"Who is our enemy?" Wuyou frowned, really didn't want to do something inexplicably.
"No need to ask more questions, you will naturally understand when you find everything you have! You won't regret it!" The connection between the soul cannot be cut off. Even if Yun Jin doesn't like Wuyou's personality, she still can't give her any advice.
That's it.
Wuyou is the same. Although he doesn't believe Yun Jin's words, there is always a voice in his heart that bewitches her.
"I promise you!"
After pondering for a while, Wuyou responded in a deep voice, but no one was paying attention to her anymore.
As soon as the door opened, it was already dark outside, and there was a magic lamp several meters in the corridor. Wuyou came to the ninth floor and came to Andre's office with a familiarity.
In the office, Andre and Hill were sitting at a big table. Hill was holding a bottle of wine in his hand. Obviously, he wanted to use alcohol to calm his anxiousness. Andre hid behind the big desk and wore a pair.
Glasses, holding a yellowed and worn drawing in his hand and studying it carefully.
As soon as the office door opened, both of them stood up from the stool.
"How is he?" Hill was most anxious. He immediately came to Wuyou's face in three steps and asked with Wuyou's sleeves.
"Why don't you talk? Is he not good? Can't you save him?" Seeing that Wuyou was silent, Hill was a little anxious, and his hand holding Wuyou's sleeve tightened even more.
"Hill, let her go, you drag her so much and let her say that?"
In the distance, Andrei put down the drawings in his hand, took off his eyes, came to the two of them, pulled Hill's hand back, with a little anger in his eyes.
"But..." Hill was a little unhappy, with tears in his eyes, looking at Andre, his eyes full of blame.
"Okay, I've been sleeping for so many days, so it's normal for her to have no choice!" Although Andrei was also very anxious, he also knew that being anxious now was not a solution.
"Sit down and chat slowly!" Andre suggested to a conference table next to him.
Wuyou silently came to a stool and sat down, but still no sound.
Andrei couldn't help but feel a little impatient. He had absolute confidence in Wuyou, and this confidence came from disaster.
In that case, the legendary existence will never be wrong.
"Is there no way you even?" Andrei asked cautiously, as he saw Wuyou appearing in the face of something.
"I want to go to the tenth floor of the Magic Tower!"
The cold girl rang out, Andre stayed there, Hill was also stunned. The two looked at each other and looked at Wuyou again.
"Do you know the tenth floor of the Magic Tower?" Andrey spoke in his tone, as if some secret he had treasured for many years had been discovered.
Wuyou nodded.
"Why?" Old Andre's eyes were a little more stern, as if it would explode at any time.
"Retrieve your own things!" This was Yun Jin's consciousness at work. Wuyou didn't want to answer, but Yun Jin was able to control her body and say this.
"Who are you?"
Andrei slapped the table and pulled Hill to distance himself from Wuyou. He took out the staff in his hand, as if he would fight as long as Wuyou couldn't give the answer.
"Haha, who am I?" Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned into dark purple, and his delicate red lips moved slightly, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
"You are the devil!!!"
Fear and disappointment occupied Andre's perception, and he felt an unparalleled force was firmly suppressing himself, and he didn't even have the chance to speak.
"So what?" Wuyou raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of hostility.
"How could you be a demon?"
Andrei's tone was filled with despair. He knew that as long as the girl moved her finger, she could easily crush him.
"What? Are the demons afraid? Are demons not as good as gods?" Wuyou was a little angry, and the demonic energy in his body pressed towards Andre, as if he wanted to punish his ignorance.
"Since you hate demons so much, let you become a demon too!" A trace of cunning flashed in Wuyou's eyes, and immediately, the demonic energy in his body rose and enveloped Andrei.
"Ahhhh~~~Hill, go quickly, your body has a demigod bloodline. If it is stained with demonic energy..."
He pushed Hill away with force. Despite being subjected to the pain of the erosion of the demonic energy, Andre still maintained his brightness.
"No, I won't leave, I'm going to be with you!" He hugged Andre's body, which was still spasming due to severe pain, Hill actually cut his wrist and used his demigod blood to drive away the demon.
gas.
Sure enough, the blood had just been contaminated with Andre's body, and the black demonic energy was dodging as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
"Interesting, let me see if you have more blood or my more demonic energy?" After watching the two of them gradually become bloody people, a trace of darkness flashed in Wuyou's eyes.
"Stop!!! Enough!!!" Wuyou's voice rose flat. As the sound rang out, the demonic energy that had originally lingered around the two of them for several hours, leaving only Andrei, who looked terrified, and
Hill.
"Are you okay?" Wuyou stood up from the stool and walked to the two of them, trying to support them, but they were avoided by them.
"Who are you?"
Looking at Wuyou's eyes turned black again, Andre still retreated in fear. Hill in his arms also looked at Wuyou with fear, as if he was looking at a demon.
"She said, I am her, she is me!"
After retracting his hand that was stalemate in the air, Wuyou laughed at himself. It seemed that he had to go to the ninth floor of the Magic Tower as soon as possible. If she was always controlled by her body, she would not know what would happen!