The wind and snow were still raging, but the little girl's face slowly gained color. She looked at Ding Meng with a smile: "Brother, what's your name?"
Ding Meng quickly replied: "Sister, my name is Ding Meng, and I am the man with the colorful clouds."
The little girl smiled, and her smile was very gratifying: "Brother Dingmeng, you are a good boy."
Seeing that she had improved slightly, the shock on the faces of Ding Wenhe and the tribune was replaced by a smile of relief.
But Ding Meng couldn't laugh. At this moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart, because he knew that the real name of the little girl in front of him was Jiang Li. She was just thirteen years old this year and was the sister of Jiang Cheng, the king of the Dasheng Dynasty.
She is a princess of the dynasty, but her young life is forever fixed in the barren land of Caiyunchi.
Sure enough, the little girl's face began to turn pale again, and her voice became weak again: "Brother Ding Meng, take good care of your companions."
She suddenly turned to look at the tribune: "Can you help them?"
The tribune's expression was complicated, but he still nodded slowly and firmly: "I'll help!"
The little girl smiled again: "Thank you!"
After saying these three words, her eyes slowly closed, and the faint breath disappeared.
"Little girl, little girl, little girl..." the tribune shouted crazily.
Ding Wenhe also cried: "Sister, wake up, wake up..."
All the children gathered around and knelt on the snow, crying silently.
Only Ding Meng was left kneeling on the spot, dumbfounded, looking around blankly, why? Why is this? I obviously promised that he could be saved, but why can't he be saved?
Turning his head again, he looked at the tribune who was beating his chest and crying, and he discovered a more cruel fact. Next, this kind tribune also went to steal food, and finally fell to the sword.
Under this situation, he couldn't even save the little girl, and the tribune was even more unable to save her.
The temple gave itself another chance, but the past history has not been rewritten.
The feeling of helplessness and grief and indignation came back to his heart, and the feeling of hatred caused a sharp pain like needle pricks in Ding Meng's brain.
Suddenly, his field of vision changed with a sudden change, and the surrounding environment changed back to the long road of the temple. If it hadn't been for the outrageously real personal experience just now, Ding Meng would never have believed that time had gone back.
When he looked up again, he found that Ji Chenxue and Ling Xingqi beside him also looked shocked. Ji Chenxue's shocked expression had a hint of sentimentality, while Ling Xingqi was a little frightened.
"What have you experienced?" Ding Meng asked proactively.
As soon as the three people exchanged spiritual information with each other, Ding Meng immediately saw that the situation of the two women was exactly the same as his own. They both went back in time. The difference was that Ji Chenxue returned to the time when she was a child and studied hard in the manor.
, the kind mother Chun Chun taught and cared for her in every possible way. This is the childhood time that Ji Chenxue misses most in her life. Unfortunately, she can never go back. Even if she can go back, she, who is as strong as the Star Warrior, cannot regain his respect and love.
mother's life.
Ling Xingqi's experience was also when she was a child. In addition to taking amplification drugs, she practiced martial arts during her childhood, and almost never rested all the time. Zhu Bihua did not treat her as her own child at all, she was simply training a tool...
Although the three of them were shocked, Ji Chenxue took the initiative to speak: "Can you understand it this way? The power of this temple is beyond imagination. It can reincarnate in time and space and let us go back to the past."
Ding Meng thought for a while and agreed: "That's true!"
Ling Xingqi said: "But this does not explain why our strength has been greatly weakened."
Ding Meng couldn't answer this question. He tried to take steps again. Surprisingly, he actually took a few steps forward, but it was only a few steps.
Ding Meng pondered: "Go back to the past and solve the problems that have not been solved before, maybe you can change the future, and the future is our present."
Ling Xingqi said silently: "Maybe this is the only way, otherwise we will be unable to move an inch in the temple."
After saying that, she expanded her mental vision. Ji Chenxue was also mobilizing her telekinesis strings. Ding Meng's vision changed again, and the surrounding scene changed again.
This time it was not a picture of white snow. As soon as the scene changed, he saw countless bead-shaped energy bullets in front of him forming a large airtight net covering him, accompanied by large groups of white cannonballs.
, he didn't care to observe the environment, turned around and ran away.
Then the whole world was shaken, and the roaring explosions could be heard behind him. Finally, he jumped up and rushed into a dark passage.
There was darkness in the passage. Ding Meng rolled on the spot and was more than ten meters away. A large piece of steel plate debris collapsed behind him, completely blocking the entrance of the passage.
What is this place? Why is it so familiar?
Ding Meng turned around and saw that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. There was a hairy dwarf lying in the corner of the passage. His face was as pale as paper, and blood was gurgling out of his mouth.
"Xiaosi!" Ding Meng's blood was pouring all over his body.
This is the test hall of the Black Gold Base, where Xiao Si died in that difficult battle.
Sure enough, a metal fragment emerged from Xiaosi's chest, which was the vital part of the heart of the third and fourth ribs. The mercenaries' heavy bombardment caused the flying alloy steel plates to penetrate Xiaosi's back.
Four's chest.
"Xiaosi, cheer up." Ding Meng rushed forward.
Xiao Si shook his head feebly: "Brother Ding, I remembered, my surname is Zhong, they call me Zhong Si, because I am the fourth..."
"Xiaosi, don't talk, I can save you!" Ding Meng suddenly calmed down, reached out and pressed Xiaosi's chest, and poured a steady stream of energy into it.
"I know that you have a sister, her name is Zhong Ting, she is the third child. On your fourth birthday, she personally gave you this bracelet. You have always carried it with you these years.
Even in difficult times, I didn’t replace it..." These were Xiao Si’s last words, but now they were spoken by Ding Meng himself.
When he said these words, Ding Meng felt that his tears were about to flow out. This was one of his few friends, the most loyal friend, the friend who had absolute trust in him even when he was dying. He wanted to pour his heart out.
Try your best to rescue your friends.
Xiao Si looked at Ding Meng in astonishment. He didn't know how Ding Meng knew these secrets, but Ding Meng continued: "Your hometown is in District 56 of Linda System, District C9 of Xianzhixing Tianmeng City, District 11
No. 23 Street, now it has become a ruin, because it is now a riot zone..."
Xiao Si listened quietly. The steel plate had been forcefully forced out of the body by Ding Meng's palm force. The pure source energy repaired Xiao Si's injuries.
Xiaosi stood up and stared at his open hands in surprise: "I'm fine? I'm fine! Brother Ding, I'm fine! Hahaha!"
Looking at his surprised smile, Ding Meng also smiled happily. All the hard work at this moment was worth it.
Ding Meng also stood up decisively: "Xiaosi, let's go!"
"Well, I'll go with you, Brother Ding!" Xiao Si regained his vitality.
The exit of the passage was like a bright spot the size of a broad bean. The bright spot got bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a golden incision. Ding Meng jumped out of the passage desperately.
It wasn't until he landed on the dry and hot ground that his heart sank again. He suddenly realized that he still ignored a problem. Judging from the smoothness of the source energy in his body, he was a junior warrior, but Xiaosi did not.
Regardless of any changes, Xiaosi is still just an ordinary laborer. How can a laborer withstand such a terrible high temperature outside?
Ding Meng turned his head in horror. Xiaosi's whole body caught fire at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then was quickly scorched to a crisp, and finally vaporized.
"No!" Ding Meng roared angrily and stretched out his hand to grab it.
However, at this moment, the field of vision suddenly returned to normal, and he returned to the temple passage again. At this moment, Ling Xingqi and Ji Chenxue were nowhere to be seen in the passage.
Ding Meng stood there blankly, why could he still not change the facts of the past despite trying so hard? What's the point of not changing history?
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Going back to the past does not allow you to change history."
Ding Meng was completely shocked: "Dragon King's voice? It turns out you are still alive."
The paper-like humanoid mirror suddenly slowly transformed in front of him. It was indeed the Dragon King's genius, but the Dragon King's tone was very serious: "Strictly speaking, my true body has been transformed by Hong Yu and Leng Tong.
Destroyed, including the spirit body.”
Ding Meng wondered: "But why do you..."
The Dragon King interrupted him: "This is my last will to stay in the temple. The purpose is to help the chosen ones."
Ding Meng asked tentatively: "Are you the guardian of the temple?"
Dragon King said: "You are very smart, you have thought of this, but I didn't expect Hongyu and others to be so powerful now, and they are not even my opponent."
When he thought of the terrifying lineups of the Yeluan Empire and the Demonic Sky Empire, Ding Meng's expression fell into a trance.
The Dragon King said: "Don't worry, you will eventually defeat them."
Ding Meng smiled bitterly and said: "This is true...even I can't believe it myself."
The Dragon King solemnly said: "You are the chosen one, and you will eventually inherit the power of this temple. You are a god-like existence in this universe. Is there any powerful enemy that you cannot defeat?"
Ding Meng said: "Where is this temple?"
Dragon King said: "I can only explain it to you this way. This is the core of the universe. It will randomly appear in any corner of the universe. It controls the laws of the universe and possesses supreme power. This is the core of the universe.
The origin is the place where the Creator exists, and it can also be said to be the place where top treasures are stored. This is why King Lingtian, Queen Mingyan, and Demon Lord Evil Word want to come in even if they break their heads."
Ding Meng was a little confused.
"Forget it, you can see for yourself!" The Dragon King waved his hand gently, and an unprecedented flow of spiritual information flowed into Ding Meng's brain.
