"Is it him?! Is he the Holy God of War Mengtian?" The expression on Yan Xiu's face also changed a little, because he remembered this face and the name.
Fang Zhengzheng.
In the battle at Tianchan Mountain, it was Fang Zhengzheng who joined forces with Chi Guyan to kill the Sky Demon God and save the entire Human Alliance.
After that, Fang Zhengzheng returned to Beishan Village and never set foot in the sanctuary again.
But now...
Fang Zhengzheng appeared in front of him again, and he reappeared as the Holy War God Mengtian. How could Yan Xiu not be shocked
However, his surprise was different from other people's surprise. Amidst the immense surprise, Yan Xiu had a very special feeling in his heart.
It's familiar and cordial.
Yan Xiu was not unfamiliar with Fang Zhengzheng's appearance and name, because he had already met Fang Zhengzheng once in Tianchan Mountain, but the familiarity and kindness in his heart was obviously not the familiarity of one-time encounter.
what is going on
Why do I have such a strong sense of intimacy
Just when Yan Xiu was confused, something strange happened, because a voice sounded in his ears, and then came behind him.
"Dao Xin, now you can die in peace." As Fang Zhengzheng's voice sounded, people had already rushed behind Yan Xiu.
Blue light filled the air.
This is the way of reincarnation.
Fang Zhengzheng took advantage of the moment when Yan Xiu and everyone were surprised, seized the opportunity, successfully bypassed Yan Xiu's guard, and came to Dao Xin.
"No!" Yan Xiu came to his senses and wanted to stop him, but it was too late because Fang Zhengzheng's sword was already pressed against Dao Xin's throat.
A trace of blood slid down the tip of the sword.
Yan Xiu knew that he could no longer stop him. He could only stand quietly, looking at the sword against Dao Xin's throat, daring not to move an inch.
"Yes... I deserve to die. In fact, I should have died a long time ago... Xiu, don't be sad for me, because I am not worthy of your sadness." There was loneliness in Dao Xin's eyes. She could not struggle. I just want to say the unfinished words before I die.
"You really don't deserve Yan Xiu's sadness for you." Fang Zhengzheng said calmly.
"Fang Zhengzheng! You can kill me, but you can't..."
"Love? You don't deserve it. You just peeked into Yan Xiu's memory. Did I say something wrong?" Fang Zhengzheng interrupted Dao Xin's words.
"I don't understand. Apart from Dao Hun and me, no one else knows about this matter. Why can you guess it?" Dao Xin's body trembled, and then he regained his composure.
Death can indeed make a person's state of mind calm, because despair has made Tao Xin give up resistance.
"The truth is also false, and the false is also true. When you said the symbiosis of yin and yang, I actually had a vague guess, and the pain on your face later confirmed my guess." Fang Zhengzheng replied casually.
"Haha... Fang Zhengyi is indeed Fang Zhengyi. Based on these two points, you can guess that Yan Xiu's memory is sealed in me. I... have nothing to say." Dao Xin suddenly laughed when he heard this.
"What? Yan Xiu's memory is sealed in Dao Xin's body?"
"How is this going?"
"How on earth is it done?"
The surrounding Human Alliance disciples were shocked when they heard this.
Yan Qianli and Mu Qingfeng's eyes widened, because they also saw everything just now, but they did not guess this.
Dao Xin didn't say anything else, she just slowly closed her eyes.
Memories like spring water poured into her mind, allowing her to see Yan Xiu's birth, Yan Xiu's experience, and the friendship between Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzheng.
These memories were mixed with hers, and sometimes she couldn't even tell whether she was Dao Xin or Yan Xiu.
However, these are no longer important.
She is going to die.
"Sister..." Dao Xin muttered softly in her mouth, as if she was calling before death, calling the name whose voice was impossible to hear again.
Yin and Yang twins.
A very special existence, this special existence can give Dao soul and Dao heart terrible talents that ordinary people cannot have.
But when this kind of special existence and terrible talent appears in an ordinary family, it may become a tragedy.
The birth of Dao Soul and Dao Heart is such a tragedy.
In fact, Dao Hun was not called Dao Hun when she was born, but was called 'Li Yulian', an extremely ordinary name, just like her family, a father who was a sergeant, and a mother who was in a rural area.
However, no one would know that their mother would give birth to another Taoist heart ten years after giving birth to the Taoist soul.
And at that time...
Their father had died on the battlefield five years ago.
Rumors and rumors infiltrated this supposedly ordinary family like demons. Countless accusations and curses pushed their mother into the abyss.
Yin and Yang twins.
The terrifying existence of reversing yin and yang, but precisely because of this extremely special existence, the birth of a second child requires at least ten years of gestation.
His father died in battle and his mother was killed, leaving behind the eleven-year-old Dao Hun and the just one-year-old Dao Xin.
Fortunately…
The terrifying talent made Dao Soul gradually become stronger. Step by step, she wandered around outside with Dao Heart, and finally became a powerful genius.
At that time, Daohun met a man.
A man with very ordinary talent, but that man gave Daohun a simple sense of security, which gradually calmed her floating heart.
The following days were happy. She and the man cultivated both yin and yang. Both her cultivation and the man's cultivation were constantly improving.
Eventually, the man began to show his talents, gradually made great achievements, and became one of the successor candidates for the next palace master of Yin Yang Palace.
Everything seems to be heading towards happiness.
But it was that day that the man broke into Dao Xin's room, and it was also that day that Dao Hun understood the man's true intention.
Yin and Yang twins.
Only when yin and yang are completely unified can they be called true twins of yin and yang.
In order to become the sole heir to the next palace master under the Yin Yang Palace, a man not only needs a Dao soul, he also needs a Dao heart, so that both of them can become his "cauldron" at the same time.
That day, it rained heavily...
Dao Xin still remembers the ferocious face of that man. He roared crazily at Dao Hun who wanted to stop him. The sword in his hand stabbed Dao Hun mercilessly.
But that day, that man died, killed by the Tao Xin Sword, which was "unable to restrain a chicken".
It was also that day that Dao Xin's mood began to become peaceful. She helped her seriously injured and panicked sister, and put a mask on Dao Hun's face.
"Sister, you are no longer Li Yulian, you are Dao Hun!"
"Tao Soul?!"
From that day on, the man lost everything, life, body, soul, cultivation...
However, the man left a name for "Li Yulian".
Daohun!
A name that originally belonged to a man.
Li Yulian disappeared and no longer existed. There was a new Tao soul in this world, and there was also a brand new Tao heart.
"Kill me!" Dao Xin's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, with a cold light in them. She hated, hated all the heartless people in this world.
Moreover, she vowed to trample all men under her feet. She wanted to prove that women in this world are not weaker than men, and may even be stronger.
The master of the Yin Yang Palace is no longer satisfied with Dao Xin's ambition.
She wanted her sister Dao Hun to become the master of the human alliance, she wanted Dao Hun to become the master of the world, and she wanted to show the dead man that they could obtain the status and power that men could not obtain.
Dao Xin believed that she would pursue power throughout her life, but she fell in love with Yan Xiu because Yan Xiu's memory was blocked.
She had always wanted to tell Yan Xiu her inner story, but she was a little afraid that her story would cause Yan Xiu's inner discomfort.
After all, she was not born high and had a shameful stain.
Tears fell from the corners of Daoxin's eyes.
It slid down her cheeks to her throat, mixed with the blood pouring out of her throat, and kept dripping down to the ground, gathering into a pool of blood.
Daoxin fell to the ground.
Fang Zhengzheng did not give Dao Xin another chance to speak, and Dao Xin did not tell Yan Xiu the story in her heart before she died.
"Is the love that arises because memory is blocked really love?" Fang Zhengzheng didn't quite understand this. He only knew that Yan Xiu's memory would be impossible to recover without killing Tao Xin.
The so-called symbiosis of yin and yang.
In fact, it is the cycle of yin and yang, but when Dao Soul rescued Yan Xiu, he forcibly sealed Yan Xiu's memory in Dao Xin's soul.
This is a story destined to have an impossible outcome.
Perhaps when Dao Hun made this decision, he never thought that Dao Xin would fall in love with Yan Xiu because of Yan Xiu's memory.
And now...
Tao Xin is dead.
Yan Xiu also fell to the ground. There was pain and extreme pain on Yan Xiu's face, and there was bright red blood in his eyes.
"Ah..." Yan Xiu held his head with both hands and rolled on the ground. Those lost memories poured into his mind again like spring water.
"Xiu'er, what's wrong with you?!" Yan Qianli rushed in front of Yan Xiu, but was forcefully shaken away by the powerful aura on Yan Xiu's body.
At the same time, Fang Zhengzheng also arrived.
A hand gently pressed on Yan Xiu's shoulder, causing Yan Xiu's body to slowly return to normal, and the bright red blood in his eyes gradually disappeared.
I don't know how long it took, but Yan Xiu's eyes became calm again, but within that calmness, there was a hint of sadness.
He slowly stood up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and looked at Fang Zhengzheng in front of him, with a kindness in his eyes that did not need to be told.
"Everyone in the world can be blamed, but no one can be blamed." Yan Xiu spoke in the simplest words.
"Yes." Fang Zhengzheng nodded. He already knew what Yan Xiu meant. Being able to say this meant that Yan Xiu had regained his original memory.
However, after regaining the original memory, the memory in the Yin Yang Temple will not be lost.
"Give her body to me." Yan Xiu slowly looked at Dao Xin.
"Okay." Fang Zhengzheng nodded again.
Yan Xiu said nothing more or asked anything, because there was no need to explain or any misunderstanding between him and Fang Zhengzheng.
"It's so good to be alive..."
"Yes, we are all alive." Fang Zhengzheng looked at the corpses around him. He understood what Yan Xiu was thinking and what Yan Xiu was saying.
Pingyang jumped over with joy at this moment, patted Yan Xiu's shoulder with one hand, and put his arm around Fang Zhengzheng's waist with the other.
"Yan Xiu, it's all thanks to me that you woke up. How can you thank me?" Pingyang said while winking at Fang Zhengzheng.
"No thanks." Yan Xiu replied.
"Why?"
"I asked you to help me based on my ability, why should I thank you?" Yan Xiu asked.
"..." Pingyang's mouth opened, her clear eyes widened, and with her pitiful and sharp teeth, she was speechless for a moment.
Fang Zhengzheng smiled, so much that there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Yan Xiu, it's good to be alive." Fang Zhengzheng's face showed a sense of relief.
"Yes, we are all alive." Yan Xiu nodded.
"..." Pingyang was speechless.
Fang Zhengyi and Yan Xiu smiled at each other and said nothing more, because now is not the time to express friendship, there are still many, many things to do.
Yan Xiu's eyes slowly turned to Yan Qianli, who was knocked to the ground. Then, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yan Qianli: "Grandpa, I'm sorry."
"Xiu'er, you have nothing to be sorry for, grandpa." Yan Qianli quickly got up from the ground, but there was a faint crystal light in the corner of his eyes.
Yes, at this moment, this hero who was born in the iron-blooded military camp had unshed tears in the corners of his eyes.
Yan Xiu's memory recovered.
He's awake!
Compared with before, Yan Xiu is obviously more mature now, because in his memory, there is an experience that is impossible for ordinary people.
…
"Zheng Zheng, there is a monument that you should be interested in." After Yan Xiu picked up Dao Xin's body from the ground, he also pointed to a location not far away.
"Stele?" Fang Zhengzheng naturally guessed that this should be the place where Mu Qingfeng found the stele recording the "story" when he came in.
Because all the disciples of the Human Alliance stay here.
His eyes followed the direction of Yan Xiu's finger, and soon he saw a black stone tablet not far away that was covered with dense writing.
It was a small stone tablet, about half a foot high. The writing on it was all golden, and it exuded a vast ancient atmosphere.
However, those words are not the words of this world, but words that look like tadpoles and have some special symbols.
"Huh? I seem to know all these words." Fang Zhengzheng blinked his eyes, looked at the words engraved on the stone tablet, and said unconsciously.