Almost at the moment when Meng Hao was swallowed by the black hole, on the vast star, the ninth generation of Meng Hao's clone, the little treasure who could never see the light, was sculpting, but suddenly, his hand stopped and the carving knife pierced the finger. Up, blood shed.
He slowly raised his head, his expression was a little dazed, and there was a faint feeling of strangeness, it seemed that he was a little different at this moment, as if a certain line in his life was always connected, at this moment, it was broken.
With the disconnection of the line, Xiaobao was here, as if he had lost something. He sat there silently until a woman exclaimed by his side, and his wife walked quickly, bleeding him. Finger bandage.
"What's the matter?" Xiaobao was still at a loss when his wife's voice came. After a long time, he shook his head.
"It's nothing, it just feels like it's incomplete all of a sudden." He murmured. He couldn't see the light, and he didn't see the wife beside him. His face was as pale at this moment, and his eyes were as blank.
At the same time, the golden robe boy and others on the vast star, as well as the old man in charge, and the white mist and dust immortal, all the Jiuyuan Supreme, at this moment, their minds trembled, as if a strange feeling flowed past. At this moment, the impression of Meng Hao in his memory was blurred.
"what's going on!"
"Something's wrong, why the figure of the ninth figure is about to disperse in my heart..."
Either the head teacher or the young man in the golden robe, everyone was in their respective retreats, and their hearts were strongly shaken, and in the ninth sect, the same scene happened.
Even farther away in the Luotian starry sky, a new 33-world, within the mountain and sea butterfly that existed in the whirlpool, the sentient beings inside, also at this moment, many people trembled in their hearts.
Especially Xu Qing, when she was crossing her knees, she suddenly opened her eyes, and when a mouthful of blood spurted out, her body trembled and raised her head fiercely. A feeling of fear and horror filled her whole mind.
She clearly sensed that the feeling that Meng Hao still existed in the dark was broken at this moment.
Her complexion gradually paled, and sadness appeared in her eyes. When she smiled miserably, she helped the wall to stand up. For a long time, her eyes showed firmness.
"No matter what happens, no matter how long time passes, I firmly believe... You will not fall." Xu Qing murmured, repeating this sentence in his heart and mouth.
At this moment, in Luo Tian's starry sky, all those who knew Meng Hao, and all those who had met Meng Hao, felt the changes in their hearts at this instant, and the extent of this change was determined according to the degree of relationship with Meng Hao. .
In the starry sky of Luo Tian, with Meng Hao’s departure, all traces of his existence have been cut off. If he does not return for a long time, then the broken traces will gradually dissipate until a few years later, with all the traces Everyone who knows him will return to the market, and he will be forgotten by everyone.
And at this moment, outside the vast expanse, Meng Hao opened his eyes.
The armor on his body had disappeared and turned into a bronze mirror in his hand. When he opened his eyes, Meng Hao saw the starlight and an endless starry sky.
There is not the slightest mist here, there is no vastness, only the bright starry sky, and only the prosperous world after another.
Meng Hao was stunned for a moment. He felt the cultivation base in his body. At this moment, he seemed to loosen some kind of imprisonment, and he became more active. He also felt the existence of endless celestial power in this starry sky.
Even when he looked at the starry sky around him, his first feeling was that this place was pure to the extreme, completely different from the boundless interior.
There is no dust, no breath of death, some majestic vitality, and bursts of clarity that make people physically and mentally happy.
"Here... And why do I feel different from the inside of the vastness?" Meng Hao hesitated, but at this moment, there were several changhongs in the distance, whizzing in the starry sky, the speed was so fast, the moment was approaching, revealing The figure of a middle-aged man in the front, beside this man, there is a woman, this woman looks beautiful, and looks anxious at the moment.
After they saw Meng Hao, they immediately stepped forward. The woman showed surprise in her expression and quickly came to Meng Hao.
"Brother, I finally found you!!" With tears in her excited eyes, the woman fell into Meng Hao's arms. Meng Hao was at a loss. He felt that he didn't know the other party, but his head hurt immediately.
"Brother, I have found you. Fortunately, you and Senior Brother Chen Fan have the marks left by the sect at the beginning, otherwise you will not be found."
"By the way, brother, what happened in that secret realm?"
"This time, the Hundred Great Sects all sent out Zhongtianjiao to enter the secret realm of the vast world that was rumored to have been destroyed for several epochs. However, a sudden change occurred a few days ago, most of the deaths, and the rest were forcibly moved out." Everyone stepped forward, one after another. Concerned, speaking from time to time, you and me, Meng Hao is even more at a loss here, and his head hurts more and more.
Soon, he remembered a memory. He was Meng Hao, the Tianjiao disciple of Canghai Sect among the hundreds of sects in this starry sky. He had gone to a secret realm with many of the same sects before.
That was a world that was said to have been destroyed for several epochs, once called the Boundless World.
Because there are some restrictions there, all those who can enter must meet certain conditions, so this starry sky has hundreds of sects, and each season of Tianjiao, step into it together.
But within the boundless realm, an accident happened, causing most Tianjiao to die, and the people of the Canghai Sect, only him and senior brother Chen Fan, escaped.
It seems that he was saved by Brother Chen Fan.
"Where is Brother Chen Fan?" Meng Hao felt that this memory was a bit strange, but when the name Chen Fan appeared, everything seemed to become familiar immediately because of a single point.
"Your Brother Chen Fan has been taken back to the sect, Hao'er, can you remember what happened in the secret territory?" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice at this moment, with kindness in his eyes.
Meng Hao looked up at the man and immediately remembered that this seemed to be his master. After listening to the other party, he recalled everything in the secret realm, his head stabbed again, and his forehead swelled.
"Fine Hao and everyone went straight to the distance.
On the way, the woman always supported Meng Hao with a look of concern, as if she didn't mind the close contact between the two people, but Meng Hao was a little uncomfortable, but she told herself clearly in her memory that this woman was her own Taoist companion and a master. They have been married for a long time, and they even have an offspring.
"No, there seems to be something wrong..." Meng Hao felt his head hurt more and more, and his eyes were a little dazed. I don't know how long it has passed, and the group of them returned to the sect.
The Canghai Sect was on a star, and Meng Hao looked at the star. That strange and familiar feeling appeared again, and he followed the crowd back to the sect in a daze.
I saw too many people in the same door. After seeing him, those people were very pleasantly surprised. They immediately stepped forward and gradually caused some sensation. When he was sent home, he saw a seven or eight-year-old boy, shouting Own father, threw himself in his arms.
All this made him feel strange, but in this strangeness, the name Chen Fan became a light spot, making him feel familiar to the extreme.
"No, there must be something wrong..." Meng Hao's head hurts even more. The Taoists and children around him looked at him nervously, the anxiety in his expression was obvious.
Meng Hao smiled reluctantly. After comforting him, he sat cross-legged, frowning and thinking. He recalled his life. His father was an elder in the sect. His aptitude in this life was amazing. After he entered the sect, he immediately became a Tianjiao. In a short period of time, the cultivation base was already the pinnacle of the ancient realm, and it was only one step away from completion.
The wife next to him is the daughter of his master. The two were childhood sweethearts. When they got married many years ago, they envied countless fellow students.
"No..." Meng Hao shook his head, and raised his right hand subconsciously, vomiting lightly when pinching.
"The eighth ban!"
But there was no reaction at all. Meng Hao froze for a moment. He didn't know why he had to say the eighth forbidden word. When he was silent, he checked the storage bag. All the items inside were familiar, except for the same...
That is a bronze mirror.
"This thing?" Meng Hao was stunned for a moment. He remembered that when he woke up, he was holding this bronze mirror in his hand.
"Could it be my harvest in that secret territory?" Meng Hao took out the bronze mirror and looked at it in his hand. The familiar feeling appeared again, this time it seemed a little different.
For this world, for the people around him, he is unfamiliar with familiarity, it is in memory, but it is intuitionally unfamiliar, but this bronze mirror is different, it is familiar with strangeness, but it is not in his memory. This thing, but the familiar feeling, it seems that this thing is extremely important to oneself.
"What the hell is going on..." Meng Hao was a little inexplicably irritable, even the wife in the house took her children out in that anxiety, and he ignored it.
For a long time, bloodshot appeared in his eyes, his left hand was raised, and he slapped his forehead fiercely. At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and a tired voice came from outside.
"Little brother, I'm here." When the words came, the door of the house was opened, and a young man with a somewhat vicissitudes of life walked in. When he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes flashed with complexity and reminiscence. And pass.
Meng Hao raised his head. The moment he saw the young man in front of him, it was not the memory in his mind, but as if buried deep in his mind. In a deeper memory, a figure appeared in his mind.
"Brother Chen Fan..."