Forgotten River (1)

Once Feng Kai's matter was resolved, Xiaoying would be taken away as a matter of course. Luo Sichen couldn't fly like Xuehu, so of course he had to fly back to Shanghai. Xuehu didn't want to leave Luo Sichen behind, so he took Xiaoying with him. , entered the airport. In Xiaoying's eyes, the airplane is a great invention in this world. It only took two or three hours to bring her back. It was in vain that she had been flying for so long, but she still could not fly out of Wangchuan's control. For the search for The black dragon issue was forced to give up under the suppression of Xue Hu. She was prepared to be punished by Wangchuan. Unexpectedly, after returning, Wangchuan did not mention this matter, but told Xiaoying another fact. Xiaoying was just a parrot in her first life, and there was no such thing as The lover from the previous life was taken by Wangchuan by his side in that life. Xiaoying was a little surprised when he heard this answer, but he didn't dare not believe it because Wangchuan never lied.

"I didn't expect that I was a parrot in my first life. I was really unlucky." The little parrot pouted and sat next to Luo Yi.

After hearing this, Luo Yi laughed: "So, you are so innocent."

"It's so innocent that it's a little stupid." Luo Sichen couldn't help but joke. He had spent a lot of effort to find this girl Xiaoying, but he didn't expect Wangchuan to even say thank you.

After Xuehu came back, he didn't see Kang Lele and Li Wenyu, so he asked curiously: "Where are Mr. Li and Miss Kang?"

"Go to school." Luo Yi smiled.

When Luo Sichen heard Xuehu's words, he just felt awkward. What era has it been? To call them a young lady when they go out will make people think they are crazy, so he corrected him: "Xuefu, you can call them by their names in the future." , don’t call me a young man or a young lady, otherwise you will be regarded as a monster.”

"I understand." Xuehu blushed and lowered his head.

Luo Yi sat on the sofa and looked at Luo Sichen. Just when she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a sting in her arm, as if countless pieces of ice had been pierced into her flesh. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat. Luo Sichen noticed something was wrong with Luo Yi and asked nervously: "Sister, are you okay?"

"...No...it's okay." Luo Yi said this, but she knew what must have happened, because the painful place was the hiding place of the Butterfly Star-Moon Knife. This knife had always been in her body, and she usually didn't The protector will appear only when she is in extreme danger. Luo Yi doesn't understand why the Butterfly Xingyue Sword is struggling so hard.

At this time, Lian Wangchuan also noticed that something was wrong with Luo Yi, so he came over and took Luo Yi's pulse forcibly. Only when he pressed it did he realize that the pulse was beating indescribably, like thousands of troops galloping, and there seemed to be There was interference from spiritual power, and Wangchuan was very puzzled by this: "Luo Yi, your spiritual power is out of control?"

"Maybe..." After Luo Yi struggled to answer, she broke free from Wangchuan's hand and ran upstairs. She did this because she was afraid that if she really lost control, she would hurt other people.

Xiao Ying and Xue Hu were a little shocked when they saw the situation in front of them, because Luo Yi's running speed was not as fast as Wangchuan's. Spiritual things.

"Sister Xuehu, what's wrong with sister Luo Yi?" Xiaoying looked at Xuehu worriedly, and Xuehu shook her head. Within the scope of her understanding, she didn't know what happened to Luo Yi.

Wangchuan heard this and was about to catch up, but Luo Sichen stopped him in front of Wangchuan. "You can't go up there."

"Are you going to stop me?" Wangchuan felt nervous in Luo Yi's heart. He didn't understand why Luo Sichen wanted to stop him. He was just giving him cold words out of habit.

Luo Sichen frowned: "I'm not trying to stop you, but you'd better not go up. She may not be able to control it now."

"what reason?"

"I remember telling you before that she couldn't control her spiritual power and almost killed me." Luo Sichen will never forget that nightmare. He didn't mean to do anything to Luo Yi at that time. I just really wanted to marry Luo Yi as my wife. I didn’t expect that this little stimulation would make Luo Yi go berserk and let that powerful weapon fly out to take his life. That time, if he hadn’t run so fast, , long dead. Luo Sichen knew that it would be difficult to clear Wangchuan's doubts by just saying this, so he told Wangchuan exactly what happened a few years ago. After Wangchuan heard this, he looked at Luo Sichen blankly. He was not surprised by the power, but by the name of the knife... Butterfly Star-Moon Knife... This name vaguely appeared in his mind, but he didn't know what it was. It seems like a long, long time ago, but Wangchuan can hardly remember it...

Luo Sichen saw that Wangchuan remained silent and emphasized: "I have already told you how powerful that knife is, so you must not approach it at this time."

"So, Luo Yi can't control that knife at all, but is controlled by that knife?" Xuehu probably already understands the source of Luo Yi's spiritual power. In fact, Luo Yi is just a spiritual carrier, who belongs to that knife. Power made Luo Yi powerful, but the power was too strong. Few ordinary humans like Luo Yi could bear it.

Luo Sichen nodded and sighed: "Maybe this is fate. After we entered that room, no one chose the knife, but my sister was chosen. From then on, her fate no longer belonged to Herself." Luo Sichen felt sad every time he thought about why Luo Ao became the Queen of Gods. At that time, everyone thought that Luo Ao was dead. If Agou hadn't insisted on using that method, there would have been no way to wake Luo Ao up. Ai, later, even though Luo Ao woke up, she could no longer get rid of the knife, nor could she get rid of her status as the Queen of Gods, otherwise she would have to die to return Yingying's sacred butterfly star-moon knife. This matter made Everyone was helpless, including the God Master who was not willing to marry the God Queen.

After hearing this, Xiaoying felt strange: "For an organization as big as yours, why do you choose a God Queen based on a weapon? Why does that weapon have such great power? And why does that weapon become the artifact of your organization?

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"Little girl, you asked so many questions at once, and I don't know how to answer you." Luo Sichen shrugged and sat on the sofa. "Anyway, no one should disturb her now. No one can handle that knife except herself." In fact, Luo Yi also got sick because of this long before she met Wangchuan and the others. At that time, everyone was holding the knife. There was no other way. In the end, Luo Yi reluctantly subdued the knife with his own thoughts. This time, too, Luo Sichen just wanted to wait for the news, and didn't want to help more and more and let the knife start killing.

Wangchuan did not refute again. He believed that if something happened to Luo Yi, Luo Sichen would not care. He just felt that it would be too painful for Luo Yi. If a human being endures what his body and mind cannot bear, and burden, just like forcing some food into the stomach of a person who has already eaten. The person who eats it will feel very painful, and may even be strangled to death. The only thing Wangchuan can do now, perhaps like Luo Sichen, is to wait, if waiting is the best help for Luo Yi.

However, after Luo Yi went up, he didn't come down for dinner. When Kang Lele and Li Wenyu came back from school, they could only hear the bad news, so some of them were in no mood. After eating something randomly, they went back own room.

Lying on the bed, Wangchuan looked at the door. He really hoped that Luo Yi would suddenly open the door and walk in, but no, the door was closed quietly without any sound. After waiting for a long time, Wangchuan seemed a little tired and closed his eyes gently... He hadn't had a dream for a long time, but the dream came to him at this time, and there was a vague figure in the dream. The woman with white gauze, that woman was walking in the ice and snow, as if talking to herself. Wangchuan couldn't see clearly what the woman looked like, but her voice sounded very familiar. Wangchuan was thinking about who this woman was. At that moment, the woman suddenly turned around and smiled at Wangchuan.

"Forget the River..."

"Well..." Wangchuan couldn't help answering, but found that no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the woman's face. Even if the woman turned around, it was still hazy, like snow. The woman was running happily in the snow, with her feet bare and her hands swinging in the air, as if she was dancing or shouting, but the sound was very clear.

"Wangchuan, the snow here is so beautiful... I really want to hold them all in the palm of my hand..."

"Fool, the snow will melt." Wangchuan didn't know why he answered the woman's words in the dream. In the dream, Wangchuan felt that he and the woman knew each other and were very familiar with each other. While thinking about it, the woman suddenly stretched out her hand in front of Wangchuan. Those hands looked very slender. Lying quietly in her palm was a white flower, the same color as the snow, almost between white and transparent.

"Wangchuan, look, it hasn't melted yet..." After saying that, the woman giggled, her long black hair flying in the cold wind.

Wangchuan knew very well that he had been fascinated by the dream. He used his spiritual power to break away from himself in the dream, jumped back to his own thoughts, and looked at the woman in white.

"Tell me, who are you?"

After the woman heard this, she was stunned, her hands didn't move, and she stopped smiling. She seemed to have been hit hard. After a long time, she asked coldly: "Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten me?" Sichuan."

"..." Wangchuan was asked and didn't know how to answer. He subconsciously told himself that he couldn't answer 'forgot' because he was afraid that the woman would be sad. Soon, a woman's cry came from the snow. Very lightly, the woman had disappeared without a trace, and the sound came from the sky, as if mixed in every snowflake.

"Wangchuan...you forgot me...you really forgot me..."

"I didn't!" Wangchuan couldn't find the woman in white anywhere. He was very anxious and struggled to sit up... At this moment, Wangchuan was like ordinary people, sweating on his body... All he could think about was who that woman was. who…