An Xunuo took a few steps back, as if she was shocked, but also as if something bloody had choked her throat. She looked frightened and confused. She seemed to be watching a movie. There was clearly someone moving in front of her, but she didn't know what to do.
Like a bystander, he watched the wolves and teenagers fighting in the valley, watched the teenagers being torn to pieces by a group of hungry wolves, watched the Blood Dance Valley, watched an old man smile coldly, and watched the face of a girl in red.
Look expressionlessly.
All these images seemed to be squeezed into her mind. Xu Nuo felt a pain in her heart. The nerves in her mind were stirred by something, stirred hard, and the pain was abnormal.
…
Those images slowly faded away, like a tide, rising and falling again. It was so calm that there was no ripple, and her consciousness returned to calm. An Xunuo seemed to be taken away.
All the strength fell into the open space of the martial arts training ground.
What happened just now? Why did she have this strange feeling? Who were those people in the picture? Why did they appear in her mind? An Xunuo was puzzled and had a splitting headache.
The smell of camellia floated in the air, and it was fragrant and pleasant, but she seemed to smell the scent of blood mixed with the fragrance of the flowers.[
That is the unique flavor of Wangyou Island in the old days.
The blood in the camellia has long been the island of forgetfulness in the minds of many people.
An Xunuo rolled up his legs and circled himself, resting his head on his knees, trembling a little. Suddenly he didn't know what to think of. An Xunuo got up and walked to the valley. It seemed like a natural valley, with mountains on three sides forming a semi-arc shape.
In Xu Nuo's image just now, he clearly saw a large iron gate, trapping more than a hundred wolves inside.
So many wolves, surrounded by valleys and iron gates, struggled desperately.
But now, there is no iron gate.
Like a ghost, An Xunuo walked to the valley, picked up a few stones from the ground, and quickly knocked them at several locations on the mountain. They fell straight down from the valleys on both sides, forming a natural prison in the valley.
An Xunuo was stunned... It turns out that this cell door was shrunk into the mountains on both sides. For many years, there was thick rust on the door, and there was also bright red blood...
Her head felt stinging again, and she suddenly noticed the sound of footsteps behind her. An Xunuo turned around suddenly, only to see Yin Yun standing under the moonlight. Under the gray light, his eyes were deep and shocked, looking at her quietly.
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An Xunuo's blank gaze suddenly faded away, as cold as ice, as if it was just an illusion just now. If the prison door is opened, the illusion will be clearer.
"Who are you?" Yin Yun asked in a deep voice, with cold words, "The white camellias are arranged according to the five elements. They are an array in themselves. If you were not familiar with the arrangement of the camellias, it would be impossible to walk freely among the white camellias.
Ye Ningyuan didn't even know about this iron door, so how did you know about it?"
The design of this iron gate is very unique. When Mr. Mo saw a natural mountain here, he wanted to transform it into a prison. He always liked to move these things and set up institutions, so he designed this iron gate.
The door opens to both sides, is as high as the mountain, and is hidden in the mountains on both sides. The iron door can only be opened by activating the mechanism.
Moreover, except for Cang Lang, Xu Nuo, the Mo brothers, and a few teenagers, no one can accurately knock the activation mechanism on the Zhongshan body of this iron gate.
When Yin Yun saw Xu Nuo walking towards the back mountain, he didn't know why, so he followed him. Standing behind, he clearly saw An Xu Nuo's trembling and fear, and saw her accurately "shooting" the activating mechanism, turning it on.
iron gate.
This is no accident. Only those who are very familiar with the mechanism can open the prison door so accurately.
Who is she?
A ridiculous idea grew in his heart, but was quickly overturned, but soon came back to his mind. Yin Yun thought, he must be crazy to have such a whim. How could he think that An Xunuo was in front of him?
Is it the promise from the past? But if it wasn't a promise, why could she open this iron door? How to explain this? Yin Yun's eyebrows were twisted tightly.
"An Xunuo." Xunuo said coldly.
"No, you are not An Xunuo. If you were An Xunuo, how did you know that something was wrong when you opened this door." Yin Yun murmured to himself. In fact, he didn't know what he was questioning.
Is she a promise? Is An Xunuo a promise? But how is it possible? He clearly cremated Xu Nuo. Although the face was blurry and cruel and could not be distinguished, the features on her body were clearly remembered.[
He cremated Xu Nuo, and there was no way she could survive. Then who is this person standing here, who is extremely familiar with Wangyou Island, and who has similar hobbies and interests to Xu Nuo?
There was a trace of crazy thought in my mind, but I felt like scorning it and ignoring it. It's impossible, it should be impossible, how could it be possible? An Xunuo, An Xunuo... How could she be a promise?
He must have made a mistake?
Or maybe, it's just a coincidence.
An Xunuo passed by him without saying a word, and Yin Yun suddenly asked, "Do you know who was imprisoned in this mountain prison before?"
Xu Nuo said calmly, "Wild Wolf."
The wild wolves that were trained, strengthened, and injected with genetically modified genes were fortunately extinct. Otherwise, it would have been very dangerous. Maybe they could survive until now. Yin Yun was even more surprised. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her hand.
Arm, said in a deep voice, "Promise, are you making a promise?"
"Nonsense, of course I promise." She brushed his arm away coldly, as if he had told a joke, and walked back without saying a word, each step becoming heavier.
On this island, blood and beauty coexist, which is a perfect harmony.
She didn't know why there were these pictures in her mind. She only knew that these pictures seemed to come up. Are they her past memories, or were they hallucinations caused by someone?
It must be an illusion. If it were her, how could she not remember it? Except for the blurred memory due to her young age, she remembered everything else clearly. She had never been to Wangyou Island.
Looking at An Xunuo's back, Yin Yun felt a wave of shock and doubt in his heart. He reluctantly suppressed it, picked up three small stones, and "shot" towards the mountain not far away. The iron door opened and he retracted into the mountain.
