Say goodbye to Wei Anhou Siyuan and leave the inside of the Cherry Blossom Shop.

Han Fei walked alone on the spacious street with few crowds. He was about to enter the Han Palace directly, but suddenly he paused.

Some strange and bizarre scenes appeared in my mind inexplicably.

It was a strong man with silver hair and crossed red eye mask.

His face looked sixty or seventy percent similar to his own body. A layer of dark mist was lingering all over his body, giving him a gloomy and familiar inexplicable feeling.

The dark fog gathers and disperses, and is floating and uncertain.

Sometimes it dissipates like smoke, lingering around the figure. Sometimes it gathers together, forming a strange structure like a winged cloak behind him.

At the feet of that figure was a scarlet and blood-like withered earth.

The bloody ground is deserted and silent, the bloody sky is turbulent, the wind and clouds are turbulent, and the whole world is only a dry old tree standing on the bloody earth.

It's like a dead world.

The familiar and strange figure was standing quietly near the withered old tree, silently speaking, as if looking at him from a distance.

A faint deep sadness emanated from the heart.

Han Fei suddenly couldn't help but cry.

"I...what's wrong?" Han Fei raised his right hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and found that tears were really flowing.

An indescribable feeling of discomfort lingered in my heart.

He tried desperately to try to catch something, but felt so powerless and could only feel that he was gone.

It's just like the tears of sadness on the tip of your fingers.

For some reason, it flows along the tips of your fingers, slashes across the skin and drips to the ground.

This moment.

The mysterious scenes in my mind disappeared silently.

It seems that it has never appeared.

"What am I... standing here for?" Han Fei blinked, turned his head to look around, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

He subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of his eyes.

The touch of the fingertips came with a wet feeling, as if he had just cried.

"Um?!"

"Why am I crying?"

"This shouldn't be, why do I cry?"

The moist touch of the fingertips was so real. Not only did Han Fei not relieve the doubts in his heart, but he became more and more confused.

He always felt like he had forgotten something.

It's very, very important, but I just can't remember it, and no matter how he recalls it, it's still the same.

It seems like a gap in memory.

"What did I forget?"

Looking at the tears on the tips of your fingers.

Han Fei stood there, pondering quietly for a moment, suddenly turned around and walked towards his mansion.

He planned to go and see the strange broken sword again.

I had an intuition in my heart that I always felt that all this was related to the sword.

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Return to the inside of your mansion.

Han Fei walked into his study alone again and knelt quietly near the desk.

The wooden box placed on the desk was still in its original place, with no change in position, and he had tried it.

Except for himself, no one else can see this thing.

"Reverse Scale Sword, what exactly are you?"

"What kind of origin does it have?"

He quietly stared at the wooden box on the desk, and Han Fei's eyes became a little dark.

Lift your right hand and gently push open the lid of the wooden box to reveal the reverse scale sword placed inside, the beast's head and sword jaw, which looks slightly ancient and ferocious.

A faint and confusing ghostly whispered voice echoed quietly inside the study room again.

"Hey, tick..."

The strange and dark black fog, like its own independent consciousness and life, spread out from the inside of the reverse scale sword and spread into the corners of the study.

It rises slowly, jumps and dances, twists and changes.

It's like a ghost dancing.

Various abnormal changes have made the space inside the entire study more and more like an atmosphere like a ghost.

The yin energy is profound and the evil spirit is inexplicably unknown.

Han Fei quietly stared at the Scale Sword inside the wooden box, his eyes becoming darker and darker, with a chilling coldness and indifference.

This time.

He did not touch the reverse scale sword inside the wooden box like he did the previous few times.

Instead, he actively reached out his right hand, spread his five fingers, grasped the hilt of the Scale Sword, and took it out from the inside of the wooden box.

The strange sword blade that broke into pieces was still hanging in the air.

Obviously unusual sword weapon.

There is a hollow distance between each blade fragment, which is both a broken sword and a complete sword weapon.

"Shit...!"

Suddenly, an inexplicable voice sounded from the inside of the Scale Sword.

Han Fei noticed that from the part he held tightly with his right hand, a mysterious blue light quietly emerged.

The light shines like water, flowing in the opposite direction.

From the hilt of the sword of the ferocious beast's head, it began to spread to the broken sword blade. The hollow distance between the sword blade fragments was like a special tortuous river channel.

The mysterious blue light is now surging along the spaces in the middle.

Every time the light covers a broken sword blade fragment, the unique vision emitted from the reverse scale sword becomes stronger and more obvious.

The inexplicable memories in his own mind are gradually recovering.

From blur to clear.

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...

After a short moment.

The Scale Sword has been completely awakened by Han Fei and has woken up from the silence.

This moment.

Inside this study room that looked like a ghost creature in the underworld, a ghost figure appeared out of thin air, and it appeared so silently.

Han Fei looked up.

I discovered that figure was the sad figure that appeared in my dream.

"I... finally remembered...!"

Two different figures looked at each other, and everything was indifferent.

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...

Time passed more than half an hour.

Through the bird surveillance on the other side of the Xinzheng City Gate Tower, I noticed the Baijia Army and Bai Yifei Hou who were gradually approaching the city gate.

Si Yuan, who was still staying inside the courtyard of the Cherry Blossom House, finally set off.

"Come!"

"Go and bring Li Kai and Mrs. Hu here."

"Sister obey your order!"

Si Yuan turned his head and looked at the little sister, Mei Ji beside him, reached out and touched her little head, and told him seriously: "Brother is going out to do an important thing now, so you will stay here obediently this time."

"Don't leave your sister-in-law Youying, do you know?"

"Well, brother, I'm obedient and I will never run around." Jia Ji nodded obediently and responded.

Si Yuan held Gui Ji's tender little hand and came to Youying, putting her little hand in the palm of Youying's left hand.

"I'll leave it to you."

"If there is an unstoppable accident, take her out of here."

Then, he looked at Yao Lanqing again and ordered: "If something is wrong, lead the core members to retreat into the secret passage and leave here."

"At the same time, it detonates the explosives buried here."
Chapter completed!