"A Jing... I was my mother in my previous life..."

Although Feiyi often remembers her previous life in her dreams, most of her mother's appearance and even her name is not clear. However, now she actually knows such a thing...

"Those potions turned the Ghost Water Island into a hell on earth." Boshao sighed: "But, when you look back now, those alien plants are just signs of all horror."

Yes, just, just a precursor...

When he stepped on the land of Guishui Island, Boshao kept touching his chest and felt that the bottle containing the sub-space potion existed, so he could feel at ease.

Although the yacht is docked on the shore, anything can happen on this weird island, and it is not surprising that the yacht disappears.

He has also seen many ghosts. The prince's soul has left him with no doubt about the existence of ghosts in the world.

This sub-space potion is closely related to the evil and dark space. Only this potion is what he trusts.

The blood-eyed scroll is getting hotter and hotter. Even if wrapped in underwear, it still feels very hot.

The ground was very bumpy and there was no grass growing on the entire island. After buying this island, some flowers and plants were planted, but they would wither immediately.

This island seems to be rejecting a living life at all.

Just like a thousand years ago...

At that time, Xiaoming, who was isolated, was like being in a dark ice cellar. There was no one who could understand her. For the country, she was a person regarded as a weapon maker.

When the man in black robe blended into her shadow, all the disaster began.

She lost her closest relatives and her happiness as a human being. She was used as a tool and a pawn, and might even open the door that would bring new disasters to the world with her own hands.

The tragedy of Guishui Island will repeat itself in this world, and more people will die at that time.

At that time, there was only one person who could listen to her pain.

It was not her husband Ying Shilong, but... Huang Fei from Luoying Pavilion.

Concubine Huang is a concubine of a commoner and has almost no status in the harem. Xiaoming often went in and out of the palace and met her by chance. The two of them hit it off at first sight, because they were both civilians, so they had a common topic. Moreover, they both had the same sense of loneliness.

So, in this way, he became the only person in Xiaoming who can express his heart in this world.

On that day, after the emperor flatly rejected her request to stop research, she went to Luoying Pavilion again.

"You mean... the Emperor doesn't want to terminate the research?"

Huang Fei smiled and brought a cup of ju flower tea to Xiaoming, saying, "Actually, isn't this very good? You are now a famous witch in the country. And I heard that in a month, you will have to conduct actual military exercises based on the potions you made, and it is in the capital..."

"Well, that's why I'm worried..." Xiaoming held the tea but didn't drink it. She kept worrying in her mind.

This time we experimented with...subspace potion.

This experiment is aimed at the space movement of the army. If it can be successful, then the importance of future wars is self-evident.

However……

What Xiaoming is most worried about is this subspace potion.

What consequences will arise when constantly opening up the connection between space and space?

If something wrong occurs in the connection of spaces, which leads to being associated with other spaces...

So, what will happen?

At this time, Huang Fei suddenly stroked her abdomen and said with a satisfied expression: "And... Xiaoming, are you considering having a child? It feels really good to be a mother. Although this child has not been born yet, every moment of pregnancy in my body makes me very happy... really..."

When she said this, there were a little tears in her eyes.

"I didn't expect... I could become a mother and give birth to the emperor's child... Now I only think about this child... Everything related to this child is my entire world..."

"Is that true..." Xiaoming looked at Concubine Huang's happy expression at this moment, and was also very happy for her.

At the same time, she also deeply felt her sins.

She killed her parents.

But she still lives in this world, using her hands to continue sowing the sinful alien plant.

There is no way...

At that time, she didn't notice it.

Concubine Huang prayed in her heart in front of her.

I hope this child... becomes the future emperor of this country.

This little, a woman's wish.

But the demon in Xiaoming's shadow heard it...

A Jing, who had been walking barefoot, felt getting colder and colder.

There was no room with lights, so Ajing could only barely see clearly in front of her.

She didn't expect to wear a flashlight.

However, she didn't want to bring the flashlight into this fierce and dark space.

In her previous life, she killed her parents and pushed Huang Fei and her children into the abyss of hell.

The culprit of everything is the demon hidden in his own shadow.

If you carry a flashlight, you will see your own shadow. You will be afraid, and the demon will enter the shadow.

This is an unforgivable sin she committed against Concubine Huang.

In that cold palace, the only person who... opened his heart to himself and accepted him...

The room in front of me seemed to be colder than the previous one.

She entered a bedroom-like room, and then she saw a low cabinet beside the bed, which was placed...

A flashlight!

After staying in the dark environment for a long time, Ajing began to long for light. Even if it was a little dispelled, it would be good.

She looked around and then reached her hand towards the flashlight.

However, it seemed that it was because it was too nervous that after touching the flashlight, it immediately fell to the ground and then rolled down to the bottom of the bed.

Ajing's heart skipped a beat, then she bent down, lifted the sheet, and groped in the flashlight on the ground.

I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find it.

Just as she was about to give up, her hands finally touched a hard object. She breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the switch of the flashlight.

The long-lost light finally flashed before us.

Then, in the light, a distorted and pale woman's face emerged.

After walking for a long time, he still didn't reach the center of the island. However, no one complained. Along the way, everyone was speechless. Fang Kai always lowered his head and said nothing, while Li Hongming was obsessed with listening to Bo Shao's instructions. Sun Zhengyan kept sighing. As for Liuli, his reaction was relatively calm.

Runli couldn't bear the feeling of depression floating in the air, and at the same time, she felt a lot of uneasiness in her heart.

She had guessed what her brother had hidden from her.

But she has never been willing to believe it.

Runli had vaguely guessed that there was at least one person, or her brother, who might be the cursed. In this way, it could explain why her brother agreed to cooperate with Ajing, and also explained what Ajing said about her brother's "wish".

But this speculation was too terrifying. She knew very well what the cursed person was facing, so she did not dare to consider this issue in depth.

Because she was always distracted, when she passed a very high mound, she tripped and fell down.

She opened her eyes wide as she fell to the ground...

After leaving Luoying Pavilion, Xiaoming made a decision.

If this research cannot be stopped, at least, we must create a force that can compete with that other world and stay in this world.

When I returned to Yingfu, my husband was still not at home.

However, this is also very natural, Xiaoming has long been used to it.

This marriage itself is just a shackle set to trap her.

There was no one at home, which made her much more relaxed.

She entered her room, closed the door, and locked it.

Then, I took a pair of scrolls and placed them on the desk.

Then, she pressed her right hand on the scroll and closed her eyes.

After closing her eyes, it was not entirely dark, and many white spiritual meridians were floating around her. She relied on her thoughts to concentrate those spiritual meridians on her hands, and then entered the scroll.

This scroll was dripped with subspace potion in advance.

And those spiritual networks are a kind of spiritual thought power.

Slowly, about half an hour passed...

A hot feeling came from my hands.

She opened her eyes instantly.

A portrait of a huge eye appeared on the scroll.
To be continued...