Entering a Split Personality

Chapter 59

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Xiao He took back the steps he had taken, and stood there silently for a long time.

He has no family, or rather, he doesn't remember his family at all, and his memory has been disconnected since he was seven years old.

Before the age of seven, I can't remember anything, but after the age of seven, I can vividly remember it.

It stands to reason that a person should remember things when he is two or three years old. At seven years old, if something important happens, he will never forget it, but Xiao He can't remember it.

I don't have the slightest impression, I can't even remember the slightest bit.

Xiao He didn't make a sound, but he didn't leave either.

Luo Fei looked at him and said in a concentrated voice: "Have you never thought about it? My family..."

"I don't remember." Xiao He didn't know why Luo Fei asked this, but he had nothing to hide.

"I have forgotten everything before the age of seven, and I have no memory at all."

There was no surprise in Luo Fei's eyes, he just stared at him and asked softly, "Why did you forget?"

Xiao He was a little irritable, he only frowned and said, "I don't know."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao He felt that his tone was not very good, so he added: "It's okay to forget. Since they abandoned me, they just don't want me. I don't remember that they both save trouble."

This is Xiao He's heartfelt words, it is impossible to say that Xiao He never thought about his parents.

Xiao He himself did not want to recall how hard it was for a seven or eight-year-old child to struggle alone at the bottom of Hua Yunzong.

Those nights when he was too hungry to sleep, those days when he was so cold that he kept shivering, and those years when he was bullied and hurt all over his body, Xiao He would think of them in a dream at midnight.

If he had parents, wouldn't he have to be so lonely.

If he had relatives, wouldn't he be bullied like this

If he had even one support, wouldn't he need to live humblely all day long just to live.

But these feeble thoughts would not save him, would do nothing but make him more miserable.

And pity is the most useless thing.

So slowly, Xiao He stopped thinking about it, and slowly he instilled an idea in himself.

Since they abandoned him, since they abandoned him, it also meant that even if he had them, he could not get the care and warmth he wanted.

In this way, he lost his memory, which is not a bad thing.

Forgot...at least not to be sad.

All left, at least he can live on his own.

Xiao He has always told himself that, but today Luo Fei gave him another possibility.

"Xiao He, have you ever thought...they have no choice but to abandon you?"

Xiao He pursed his lips suddenly, a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Luo Fei, what exactly are you trying to tell me?"

At this point, if Xiao He still doesn't understand, he is a fool. Luo Fei obviously knew something, but he refused to say it clearly, and kept hinting at him in a vague way.

Xiao He looked at Luo Fei and asked in a cold voice: "If you know something, please tell me directly. If you are not sure about something, then please don't lead me to guess randomly."

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a smile.

This smile was very light and slow, Xiao He looked at it, but he felt vigilant in his heart.

I haven't seen each other for six years, he has changed, and Luo Fei has also changed.

The boy six years ago would smile brightly, heartily, and warmly, but he would never smile so empty like he is now.

"You've always been smart." Luo Fei said.

Xiao He looked at him without blinking.

Luo Fei sighed, and continued: "Since that's the case, then I won't hide it. I have been away for six years, and I have learned a lot from what I heard and saw. But there is one thing that has always concerned me, that is Fifteen years ago, the Zongyang Xiao family extermination case."

Hearing Xiao Shi, Xiao He's pupils shrank sharply.

Luo Fei continued: "The Zongyang Xiao family is a big clan of cultivators. There have been many capable people in the past generations. The family wealth is strong and the foundation is extremely stable. But fifteen years ago, I don't know who I provoked, and it was washed into nothing overnight. Thousands of people, no matter how old or young, did not stay. Even the Xiao family's hundreds-year-old mansion was burned down to nothing."

Xiao He has lived on Qingluan Mountain all year round, so he doesn't know much about the outside world, and only what other people say.

But he didn't listen to much, which doesn't mean he can't turn his head. He said solemnly: "There are so many people with the surname Xiao in the world. Could it be that all the people with the surname Xiao are members of the Zongyang Xiao clan?"

"That's not true." Luo Fei affirmed his words, but soon he changed the topic again, "But there is only one person in this world who lost his memory on the night of the Zongyang Xiao family's destruction and survived."

Xiao He's heart skipped a beat.

Luo Fei looked at him and said softly: "There are many things, no matter how much others say, if you don't want to believe it, it is useless."

"Xiao He, here is the information I have collected for a long time, you can look through it, but be careful..." Luo Fei suddenly approached him, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be discovered by your good master .”

Xiao He shivered for a moment, a cold air rose from the bottom of his heart, and spread all over his body in an instant, as if to freeze all the blood in his body.

Luo Fei left.

Xiao He stood there, holding a jade slip in his hand.

Jade slips are lustrous, white and translucent, and they are good things for storing information.

This thing is very commonly used by Xiao He. It can not only store the secret art of mind, but also store sound and video.

Very easy to use and convenient.

Xiao He has used many jade slips in the past, but he has never been so nervous and apprehensive as today, as if this jade slip is not made of jade, but made of hot magma. the pain.

But escaping is wrong.

If there is a cliff in front of you, you will only fall all the way with your eyes closed, but if you keep your eyes open, there is still a possibility of avoiding it!

Gritting his teeth, Xiao He used the small jade slip with trembling hands.

In an instant, his complexion was pale, and even his lips were almost transparent.

If words are not convincing, then these sporadic fragments and trivial voices can be quite sure.

He is the third son of Zongyang Xiao's family.

The name is Henry Zhang.

Because he is the youngest son, he has been doted on since he was a child. His father is loving, his mother is gentle, his elder brother and second elder brother are both excellent, and he loves him and spoils him so much that he wants to give him all the best things in the world.

This is a life that Xiao He can't even imagine. He thought they had abandoned him, but in fact...he has a happy family that everyone in the world can envy.

But overnight, the Xiao family was destroyed, everyone died, and there was no one left.

Only Xiao He survived, only him... why only him!

Xiao He was in a trance, he went back to Qingluan Mountain before saying goodbye to Ruixin and the others.

Back in the hall, I saw Master at a glance.

Then, as if the gate had been opened, countless thoughts rushed out like a raging river, almost making Xiao He lose his footing.

The Xiao family of Zongyang, a big clan of comprehension, has a century-old foundation and is unshakable.

But overnight, it was reduced to ashes.

Who in this world has such ability

There is one person.

Only one person.

The whole clan was wiped out, no matter how old or young, there was only one person left behind.

The man was saved.

The man has amnesia.

This person... was saved by someone!

The coldness in Xiao He's heart continuously seeped out through his blood, which made him shiver slightly.

He always thought he was his savior.

But the possibility that appeared at this moment put him almost on the verge of collapse.

If this is all true, if it is really what he did.

So he... what the hell is he...

In the end how to do…

Xiao He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and passed out in a coma amidst the strong taste of alcohol and the piercing pain.

Yun Qing hugged him, but what he got was his clothes which were wet with cold sweat.

What's going on here

Yun Qing frowned, and called softly: "Xiaohe?"

Xiao He flinched, curling himself up as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Yun Qing's brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a glint of darkness in his eyes.

Luo Fei, you shouldn't come back.

Xiao He had a dream, a dream that was too real to be a dream.

But he really preferred that this was a dream, in the dream he was silently praying, this must be a dream.

It is impossible for Master to kill his family, it is impossible for Master to do such a thing.

He saved him, gave him life, gave him love, he has taken everything from him.

Therefore, he must not be the one who destroyed the Xiao family.

But... besides him, who else

Luo Fei's jade slip recorded a lot of information, so much that it took Xiao He a long time to digest it slowly.

He is Yun Qing's Jie, the Jie who was doomed from the moment he was born.

After surviving this catastrophe, Yun Qing will be able to ascend to the upper realm.

But Yunqing told him that he would not survive the catastrophe, and he was willing to stay with him for the rest of his life.

But, did Yun Qing think so at that time

— Xiao He, do you know why he didn't kill you

—You are his robbery, he can kill everyone in the world, but he can't touch you alone.

—but he must let you die. When you die, everything ends.

—You have been spoiled and spoiled since you were a child, and you have been loved and loved since you were a child. If your family was destroyed overnight, would only a seven-year-old child survive

—Think about the suffering you suffered when you were a child; think about the pain you tasted when you were young; think about it, how many times were you on the verge of death in those days when you were bullied

—He gave you all these things, he wants you dead, he wants you to disappear forever.

No, that's not right, Xiao He panicked in his dream, he didn't want me to die, he liked me, he...he...

—Yeah, you grew up, he met you, he fell in love with you, so he changed his mind.

— But even so, he is still your genocide enemy!

Xiao He, if you sleep beside him, aren't you afraid that your relatives who died in vain will find it difficult to rest in peace!