Yang Xuan never thought that he would meet the little mute again one day in his life.
But he never imagined that the reunion would be like this.
Although his whole body was covered with a red yin-yang helmet, Yang Xuan could never forget the familiar scene of squatting with carrots.
Maybe this action is very simple and it is not uncommon to do this action.
But when Yang Xuan saw Hong Jia make this action, the feeling of intimacy and familiarity could not be described in words.
"Little mute, who made you look like this?"
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and gently held the little mute's cheek wrapped in red armor. Looking at the two black holes around the red armor's eyes, Yang Xuan felt as if he was being cut by thousands of sharp knives.
"Brother Yang...you...know him?"
Gu Zhenghai, who was standing nearby, had been stunned for a long time. After he regained his senses, he couldn't help himself and asked cautiously.
In fact, his question was unnecessary. The performance of Yang Xuan and the red armor had already explained everything.
"Brother Yang, didn't you say that Yin-Yang Armor is an unconscious thing?"
Gu Zhenghai couldn't help but ask the biggest doubt in his heart.
Yang Xuan did not answer his question, his tearful eyes were full of tenderness and sadness.
He knows what's going on.
According to common sense, Yin-Yang Armor is indeed a kind of unconscious thing, and it will not leave any memory of what happened before becoming Yin-Yang Armor.
But there is a very rare and special situation.
The reason why ordinary people who are refined into yin-yang armor and lose consciousness and original memory is because the medicinal soup that is forcibly poured into the stomach contains a substance that can destroy the magnetic field of the human brain.
However, the little mute has a pure heart, and there is no impurity in his mind and heart, as clean as the holy white snow on the snow-capped mountains.
Therefore, when the substance of the medicinal soup enters his brain, the potency of the medicine will be greatly weakened due to the purity of the little mute's brain, so that some subconscious things in the little mute's brain are not completely eliminated, but remain in a deep sleep state.
Yang Xuan's mute voice obviously awakened this subconscious mind.
Although it is impossible for him to completely restore his previous consciousness and memory, it is a memory integrated into every cell.
Perhaps the little mute was still unconscious at this time and didn't even know what he was doing, but these behaviors were instincts deep in his subconscious mind.
Only the cleanest and purest emotion in this world can be integrated with the soul and will never be eliminated by external forces.
"I'm sorry, little mute, for making you suffer."
Yang Xuan looked at the little mute who had been refined into red armor and felt his heart twisting.
He simply did not dare to imagine the hellish pain the little mute endured when being refined into Yin-Yang Armor.
But at the same time, he also understood why this red armor made from a little mute was so powerful.
Just because the little mute was born in the Vajra realm, even if it is refined into yin-yang armor, it can directly save the long storage process. Once it is formed, it will be the most powerful red armor.
Coupled with the blessing of his natural Vajra realm, his combat power will increase in a superimposed state, making him even stronger.
Gugu——
Gugu——
The little mute may have felt that Yang Xuan was crying and feeling sad, so he couldn't help but make a gurgling sound in his throat, like whimpering.
But Yang Xuan could understand what he was saying. He was saying: Mu Mu, Mu Mu.
"Brother Yang, next...should we continue?"
Gu Zhenghai on the side asked cautiously.
It also brought Yang Xuan back from his emotions.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions quickly, because he knew that he still had important things to do, and now was not the time to feel sad.
"Little mute, listen to me. I still have things to do. Just stay here and wait for me. Don't run around. I'll come back and take you home when I'm done. Do you understand?"
Yang Xuan said softly to the little mute.
The little mute who had been refined into red armor made a gurgling sound in his throat, and actually nodded slightly stiffly.
"Be good, wait for me here and don't run around. I'll be back when I'm done. I swear, I won't lose you again this time."
Yang Xuan comforted the little mute, then took a deep breath and prepared to turn around and continue to the next floor.
He is a loyal person, and since he has decided to rescue Qing Mudan this time, he will never give up halfway due to any circumstances.
The little mute is his friend, and so is Green Peony.
However, just as Yang Xuang turned around, he suddenly felt the corner of his clothes being pulled. When he turned around, Yang Xuan's tears flowed out again!
The little mute stretched out a hand and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, just like when the two met for the first time.
Although the little mute no longer had those innocent eyes at this time, Yang Xuan could still feel his attachment to him.
"Be good, little mute, I promise you, I will definitely come back and take you away. You have to believe me, I have never lied to you, right?
Be good and let go first, okay?"
Yang Xuan choked and said.
The little mute was stunned for a few seconds, then he let go of his hand with some reluctance, then silently walked to the corner, held his knees with both hands and squatted down gently.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan felt as if his heart was stabbed hard by something for a moment.
In his world, there is the Xuanzi Army, a life of debauchery, and all kinds of bragging and gossiping friends. He has ideals and ambitions, and can find fun for himself in various ways.
But in the little mute's world, there is only him.
In the past, when the two of them got along, as long as Yang Xuan was not at home, the little mute would be like this now, squatting in the corner alone in despair, waiting for Yang Xuan to come back.
"Little mute, I promise you, I will be back soon!"
Yang Xuan hardened his heart, then turned around and left. He was afraid that if he continued to stay, she would become more and more reluctant to leave.
Moreover, the road ahead is still dangerous and dangerous, so it is very taboo to have too many emotional ups and downs at this time.
The second level was passed in this extremely incredible way.
Opening the small door in the corner, Yang Xuan took a deep breath and stepped onto the steps leading to the next floor with Gu Zhenghai again.
This time, both of them were in a very heavy mood, because the dangers on the first two floors were dozens of times greater than they expected, and people almost died on almost every floor.
Especially on the upper floor, if the red armor hadn't happened to be made of a mute, Yang Xuan might have fallen on it.
The first two levels are already so dangerous, there is no way to predict what this last level will be like.
We quickly descended to the third floor.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the environment on this third floor is very special.
There are stone tables and chairs, with two luminous pearls hanging from the top for lighting, and some particularly beautiful unknown wild flowers growing in the room.
It is more like a natural room that is primitive but particularly warm and comfortable.