She didn't understand. When she just found out that she was a saint of the Yugu tribe, she was confused. She didn't seem to remember everything before. She didn't know why all the good members of the tribe were dead. She
She didn’t know who she had loved before, and she didn’t even know how she was reincarnated in the twenty-first century, and then came to the Fantasy Continent by chance.
Everything seems to require only one answer - she can remember her identity, but she cannot remember the cause and effect of thousands of years ago.
"Why...don't you come out? Tell me why all this is happening, what did I miss?" Jun Wuxie, Luo Longyu and others looked at Luo Qingyue's helpless look and felt anxious.
"Qingyue." Luo Longyu was finally one step ahead of Jun Wuxie. He walked to Luo Qingyue and put his hand on her shoulder, "Qingyue, please calm down."
"Brother, tell me, what happened? Why are they all dead?"
"Qingyue, please calm down. I don't know about this matter either. You have to think about it and confirm it..."
Luo Qingyue felt as if something had been pulled away from her body. She watched helplessly as the Wangchuan River was empty. Her hand suddenly touched her heart. Her heart could not beat...
...
Is it because of this reason that she freezes some things?
She curled her fingers slightly and looked around. Did she build this place?
Why was such a place built?
Now, she only thinks about her own identity, but she doesn't know some of the reasons.
She knows that because she has a physical defect, she is different from others, because she has no heartbeat!
She remembered everything because of that beautiful picture of mountains and rivers, because of the four words on the picture, or maybe it was time for her to remember it...
Bone-piercing screams could be heard from time to time in the corridor. Luo Qingyue's eyes turned cold. She appeared in front of Luo Yunxi like a ghost. Luo Yunxi was startled. Thinking of the situation just now, she suddenly
She laughed loudly, with a sinister look on her face, like a dominatrix, "Luo Qingyue, haha, do you know your identity? It's really funny."
Luo Qingyue's eyes remained unblinking, her dark and frosty gaze fell directly on her, and she allowed Luo Yunxi to laugh crazily.
"Luo Qingyue, so what if you know your identity? Don't forget, all your people are dead. Did you see that they died? They died for no reason. Why, they are so lonely and helpless?
Isn’t it a bad feeling? Isn’t it a bad feeling if you don’t understand everything? You make my life worse than death, and I will make you suffer for the rest of your life. I will watch you, how you fall into confusion step by step.”
"Who is the king?" Luo Qingyue's red lips parted slightly, and her voice was filled with frost. She knew in her heart that as long as she knew who the king was, she would reveal everything.
"I won't tell you." Luo Yunxi smiled proudly.
Luo Qingyue stopped talking. She raised her hand slightly, and a white light flashed from her fingertips and fell on the black lotus of the past life. The red light suddenly became brighter, a hundred times redder than before.
The bright red flames burned into Luo Yunxi's skin mercilessly, making a sizzling sound, and the air was filled with a coke-like smell.