Chapter 70

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Yu Li was awakened by the heat. The panda was overwhelmed by the cold. In the middle of the night, he felt burnt by the fire. No matter where he could sleep, he found that the person in his arms was hot.

"Cui Cui?" Yu Li immediately became sober and called Xie Fei, but Xie Fei wrinkled his eyebrows and didn't mean to wake up at all.

Yu was anxious and shook the opponent hard.

After a while, Xie Fei finally woke up, still in a sleepy trance.

Yu Li breathed a sigh of relief, and was hugged tightly by Xie Fei just as he wanted to ask about the situation.

"Ali!" Xie Fei's forehead was pressed against Yuli's shoulder, his head was swollen and painful, and every nerve was jumping and aching.

Countless images rushed in like an avalanche, frequently impacting his existing memories, trying to bury, cover or replace them, making him experience the suffocation of near death.

Xie Fei's temples were all in cold sweat, and he could clearly hear Yu Li calling his name, but the five senses seemed to be gradually out of the control of the soul, indistinguishable, unspeakable, and could only hold each other harder by instinct.

I don't know how long it took, the pain gradually eased, and the new consciousness fell into the pool like the morning dew of the vegetation, and the ice was washed away like snow and vernalization.

Xie Fei feels clearer than ever before.

"What's the matter, is it fever?" Yu Li couldn't see his expression, but felt his change.

"It's okay." Xie Fei shook his head, slowly let go of Yu Li, and sat up.

After a long while, he said softly: "I remember."

Yu Li subconsciously asked: "What do you think of?"

Remember......

Xie Fei remembered that he was the only Yinglong between heaven and earth. Shun Tian Dao and the lower realm helped the Yellow Emperor to defeat Chi You, and made an immortal contribution in the battlefield, but he was trapped in the curse and could not return to the upper realm. Later, he picked up the Chi You mount that had turned into a cub from the remains of the battlefield and gave it a name to help it transform and teach it how to behave. Two hundred years later, he felt something in his heart and went to the Zulong Temple to sit still for eighteen years, and finally got a glimpse of the secret.

He calculated that the catastrophe of life and all things was approaching, and in order to seek a ray of vitality to help Great Yu control the waters, he suppressed the flood at the cost of dissolving his flesh and sacrificing his souls, and used his merits to blind the way of heaven, separating one soul and one soul into three thousand small worlds. In rebirth, the flow of time between the two realms is different. He dreamed for eighteen years, and here has been vicissitudes of life.

He is not a book wearer, and this world is not a book world, but a real source world. As for that book, it was just a chess he had played long ago, and it was the two-world channel opened up to lead him back.

He had chosen the most suitable body for himself. Five years ago, he had calculated everything correctly, and even calculated the timing of the rejuvenation of spiritual energy and the destiny of the original owner, but he could not tell the end.

From the moment he handed Ni Lin to Yu Li, it was equal to handing over the pen to write the ending. If Yu Li never waited for him, or failed to protect Ni Lin, even if he returned to this realm, he would only be an ordinary person with incomplete soul. He died for the first time and died completely.

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