Yuan Chen listened carefully, and then asked doubtfully: "Wenji, can you say it again? I didn't hear what you said clearly."
Not only didn't he hear it, he didn't hear it at all.
Wenji shook his head, and then said again: "I am you..."
Yuan Chen found that he had tried very hard to listen, but still didn't hear the words behind it. This was simply more terrifying than the shielding technique.
"It's not that I don't want to say it, but you can't hear it. I can only say that the time has not come yet." Wen Ji saw Yuan Chen's expression of "I don't believe it, you are lying to me", but still explained: "If the time comes one day
, or if your strength reaches a certain field, you may be able to recall what I said today with the help of your memory, and then what I just said will reveal my identity."
Yuan Chen really has a headache. Is this because he is thinking that he is weak?
But he was really tired. Did he ever encounter a normal thing after being reborn?
Even if you can eat wontons at a food stall in the city, it is still a good treat.
"By the way, can you give me a piece of clothing now?" Yuan Chen was in the living spring with only his head exposed, while Wen Ji squatted by the water to communicate with him.
At this time, there was a big sand sea evil fish peeking at the screen, which was really weird.
Of course, behind Yuan Chen, there was a little girl with a blushing face and covering her eyes with her hands. But for some reason, a big eye appeared between the little girl's fingers. She was blinking and blinking. It was really cute.
Of course, there is also ginseng. Although it has not transformed, it still shows its head to join in the fun.
"Want some clothes?" Wenji thought about it carefully and decided to give him a big gift.
"I have limited clothes here, tell me your requirements."
Yuan Chen's eyes lit up: "I want the battle suit!"
Just like the Silver Moon Star Glory Suit, that kind of shining armor that is so stunning that it makes Yuan Chen feel itchy in his heart.
It's a pity that Yuan Chen believes in the tower spirit too much, so now he can't even find the Immortal Tracing Tower, let alone go to the second floor to get the battle clothes.
"War clothes? Are you sure." Wen Ji didn't expect Yuan Chen to choose something that was only suitable for use on the battlefield. Could it be that Yuan Chen is still a war madman.
In fact, Yuan Chen himself was very confused, why would he have the idea of fighting when he obviously hates fighting so much!
Wait a minute!
I hate fighting...
memory fragments...
"Fight with me!" The young man carried a long sword and stopped a little fat man who was running away. The little fat man almost collapsed and he was about to kneel down to the young man.
It's not enough to be beaten once, but you have to be beaten one after another. How did you develop this hobby?
"Brother, please spare me. Count me as the loser in this game. Can you count me as the loser?" The little fat man was really scared. This young man was a madman. He failed once, twice... and still didn't give up three hundred times.
This was the first time he met this person.
But it was this time that the little fat man completely collapsed.
"You defeated me, but I don't accept it, so let's fight!" Before the young man could finish speaking, the little fat man jumped up, then pushed the young man to the ground, then aimed in one direction and ran away without stopping.
They are all from the same sect, and they cannot be killed, so they can only run.
But can he run?
The young man crawled out from the ground, his eyes filled with fighting spirit: "The stronger the enemy, the stronger my fighting spirit. Lyde, you have my sword spirit in you, so you can't run away."
With that said, the young man chased after him with the Zhuxian Sword on his back.
The young man was stupid at that time, otherwise he would not have been tricked into getting married by his brother Yan Tianhuo.
Fragments of memory flowed quickly, and countless pictures were revealed.
"Junior brother, your swordsmanship has reached the level of proficiency." Facing the senior school brother's praise, the young man only had one sentence: "Senior brother, please give me some advice!"
Senior Brother: "Junior brother, there's no need to be like this. Didn't we just compete at six o'clock in the morning?"
Yuan Chen: "I lost that match, come again!"
Brother Xue: "But we also competed in the early morning this morning, and there was also the one at noon today..."
Yuan Chen took action directly, and the next moment, he was lying on the ground.
Senior Brother: "Junior brother, why don't you use the sword? You don't need to wrap the sword with a bandage."
Yuan Chen gritted his teeth and stood up, then smiled and said: "You can't use this sword, or someone will die."
Seeing the ungrateful smile and the demonstrative words, the senior brother walked away angrily.
Yuan Chen: “???”
In the sea of memories, an unyielding and stubborn young man is reflected.
"Battlefield, here I come." Yuan Chen rushed forward wearing a battle armor and took the lead into the enemy camp. This time, he still carried a sword on his back.
The halberds and soldiers rushed towards me, but Yuan Chen had no fear!
"Why not use weapons!"
Shui Shuihua had never been so angry as he was today. He looked at Yuan Chen lying on the hospital bed with red eyes.
"This sword is too fierce, I'm afraid of hurting my teammates." Yuan Chen grinned, his white teeth stained with blood.
"Haven't you ever thought of using other weapons?" Shui Shuihua was really convinced by this silly brother.
Yuan Chen shook his head and said: "No, if you use other weapons, it will be unhappy."
Shui Shuihua was speechless and pointed at Yuan Chen: "Then don't you know to tell it to only kill enemies and not friendly forces?"
Yuan Chen's eyes lit up, he put the bandaged sword in his hand, stroked it and said: "Brother Jian, remember to only kill enemies and not brothers on the battlefield from now on."
The Zhuxian Sword let out a soft cry!
Yuan Chen put away the Immortal Killing Sword, looked at Shui Shuihua, and said with a smile: "Is your brother awesome? Have you ever fallen in love with me?"
Shui Shuihua clenched his fists, and a heartbreaking shout suddenly came from Yuan Chen's room: "Brother, I am a patient, you can't do this to me! Ah~"
Suddenly, there is a gap in the memory, and a huge hole appears in the sea of memory. All memories that reach this hole will be lost.
Yuan Chen's consciousness looked towards the hole, and his face immediately turned pale and horrified.
When Yuan Chen opened his eyes, he was already sweating profusely.
"What's wrong with you!" Wen Ji was also surprised. Yuan Chen was clearly fine just now, why is he suddenly like this now.
Yuan Chen shook his head and said: "I'm fine, I'm fine."
Why do I still have another sea of memories...
Wen Ji saw that Yuan Chen had no intention of revealing it, so he followed Yuan Chen's request and found a golden battle suit.
Golden Dengyun boots, Ruyi gold ribbon, dazzling gold battle clothes...
Yuan Chen was shocked. There must be more than a dozen pieces inside and outside here. Is it one battle uniform or a dozen battle uniforms?
Wen Ji waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, you'll know after you put it on. Although it looks like a lot, it won't be much after you put it on."
By the time Yuan Chen finished putting on his clothes piece by piece, it was already a few hours later.
Wen Ji looked at the current Yuan Chen and couldn't help but think of him in the past. In the end, all the memories could only be turned into a sigh.
"This suit can be put into the body. You have to treat it well in the future." Wen Ji was very reluctant to part with it. This suit had been with him for many years. Now that it was given away, it really hurt his heart.
Yuan Chen was about to leave. At this moment, Wen Ji snapped his fingers, and then Yuan Chen found that his body was extremely heavy and it was difficult to move.
"This is the maximum weight that a first-grade emperor can bear. You bear it first, and he will slowly improve later. The tower spirit also gave you a good thing." Wen Ji snapped his fingers, and then he stood at Yuan Chen.
A lightning symbol appeared behind his ear.
Yuan Chen touched it and said in surprise: "What is this?"
"Ta Ling said that you have a chance to convert the strongest calamity into other experiences. I don't know the details. It all depends on how you understand this sentence." Wen Ji now wants to pinch Yuan Chen's face.
, Yuan Chen is so cute now.
Yuan Chen left the fairy space, and at the same time he put away his outermost golden armor.
From the perspective of others, Yuan Chen only wore a thin layer of gold silk clothes, but only Yuan Chen understood that he had worn a total of eighteen pieces, but each one was very difficult to put on, and he had to untie his master.
Recognize the Lord with a drop of blood, then put it on and hold it in the body...
No matter what others think, Yuan Chen feels that Wen Ji is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The snow was already falling heavily, and only then did Yuan Chen remember that he might have been stripped naked?
Who did it? This should not be the courtyard of Ling Ling Yi, but the courtyard of the silver-haired woman Yan Qianluo.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the door was blown open.
A lamp with green light swayed in the wind, and Yuan Chen didn't dare to go in for a while.
Is this going to be a haunting?
Suddenly, Yuan Chen felt a weight on his shoulders, as if something was pressing on him.
Without hesitation, Yuan Chen grabbed the thing and threw it over his shoulder. Then he let out a scream and the thing was buried in the thick snow.
At this time, Yuan Chen was surprised to find that the snow had fallen so thickly?
But whether it is the fence in the small yard, the big trees or the houses, they are all getting taller as the snow thickens.
But Yuan Chen himself was standing on the snow because he was wearing climbing boots, and he suddenly didn't realize that the snow could actually submerge him.
Before Yuan Chen could think about it, a hand grabbed Yuan Chen's ankle. Just as Yuan Chen was about to step on it, he found a voice coming out first: "Your Majesty, please be lenient, I am your most lovable one."
Zero and one."
Ling Ling Yi climbed out of the snow, but because the snow was too soft, he almost fell down again.
In desperation, Yuan Chen could only carry him on his back to prevent him from sliding down again.
"What exactly happened, Ling Ling Yi, you should be able to explain it." Yuan Chen turned his head and looked at Ling Ling Yi, who was shivering from the cold, feeling a little unbearable.
Ling Ling Yi whispered: "It's not because of the Lord."
Yuan Chen asked: "Ling Ling Yi, I didn't hear what you just said."
Ling Ling Yi: "I'm saying, welcome the return of the Lord."
Yuan Chen: "Well, tell me what happened."
Ling Ling Yi: "This matter must start from the moment when the Lord died... That day I saw the Lord was unconscious, so I carried the Lord on my back and came up to ask Sister Qianluo for help. At that time, I sensed that the Lord's lifespan was still there.
Thirty minutes. Sister Qianluo transfers part of his origin to you, and then, my lord, you..." (To be continued)