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"My name is Su Lin."

In the end, the woman's voice became more serious and rounded. Although it was still a little trembling and the voice was a little floating, it obviously had some vitality, and there was also some doubt in her voice.

Surin!

This name...

Zhao Guangli's face moved slightly.

Didn't this name leave behind two black boxes, the last remaining member of the military when it entered the depths of the Great Plains sixteen years ago?

"I am...Su Lin."

In the end, the woman's voice changed from doubt to certainty, and became more serious.

"My head... my head hurts so much."

As the tentacles trembled, a woman's voice sounded.

"This...what is this place?"

"Why am I...here."

Women speak more fluently.

"You...who are you?"

It seems that we have reached the point where we can communicate.

This is definitely a good thing.

"Miss Su Lin, we are explorers from the military department. We accidentally entered the depths of the Wanli Plain..."

Zhao Guangli hadn't finished speaking yet, and there seemed to be some confusion in the woman's voice.

"Military Department?"

"The Great Plains?"

"What a familiar name..."

"It seems to have something to do with me."

The woman's voice became more and more confused, slightly agitated.

"Miss Su Lin, do you still remember?"

Zhao Guangli asked tentatively.

"Remember what?" The voice of a woman who called herself Su Lin sounded again, speaking faster: "By the way, where is this place and why is it so dark?"

"And...what's going on with you guy?"

"What are these? It's disgusting!"

By the end, Su Lin's voice seemed particularly harsh.

"This is the Great Plains."

Zhao Guangli listened to the voice and calmed down at this moment.

His voice seemed particularly smooth and unhurried.

Just simply telling a fact.

"The Great Plains of Ten Thousand Miles..." Sulin seemed to be thinking of something, and from the depths of his tentacles, a face slowly emerged.

It was a small and exquisite face, which looked particularly delicate and beautiful, with clear outlines.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhao Guangli. I have already said that I am a traveler from the military. The person lying over there is my companion." Zhao Guangli described the matter as clearly as possible.

Obviously, regardless of whether the weird guy in front of him is really Su Lin or not, it's best to calm down his emotions.

Only in this way can he and Shen He survive.

"I...I remembered that I...joined the military group not long ago."

As Su Lin thought about it, her eyes swayed and she looked straight at Zhao Guangli.

"Then……"

"Then……"

Su Lin seemed to have received something, as if he was violently stimulated, and his whole delicate face began to distort: ​​"All dead, all dead..."

"I'm the only one left. I'm the only one left."

Su Lin murmured to himself.

"Miss Su Lin, please calm down."

Zhao Guangli continued to calm down the monster in front of him.

Things are getting weirder and weirder.

Is the tentacle monster in front of me really the Su Lin from sixteen years ago?

What exactly happened in this.

The mental state of Su Lin in front of him was not very good. Zhao Guangli decided to control the rhythm of the conversation and be safer: "Well, Miss Su Lin, no matter what, calm down now."

"Excuse me, how long have you been in the Great Plains?"

Su Lin frowned at first, then paused for a few seconds: "It must have been two or three months in a state of confusion, right?"

"It feels like time flies really fast. Just after a good sleep, it seems like such a long time has passed."

Su Lin said to himself at this moment.

Tsk,

Zhao Guangli was silent for a while after hearing this.

Are you only aware of it for two or three months?

Zhao Guangli decided to confirm again: "Miss Su Lin, may I ask how many years in the Tianqi Calendar this year is?"

"are you an idiot?"

Su Lin showed a puzzled look: "Tianqi Calendar is 396 years old, why are you asking this?"

Zhao Guangli showed a look of understanding. He hesitated for a while, and then spoke seriously.

"Miss Su Lin..."

"I'm sorry to tell you some not-so-good news. Maybe you can be mentally prepared first."

"Huh?" Sulin's expression changed slightly, and the surrounding tentacles also changed slightly.

Zhao Guangli took a deep breath: "It is now the 412th year of the Tianqi Calendar."

After saying this, the entire scene was still filled with tentacle monsters entangling Zhao Guangli in mid-air, but at this moment, the scene fell into extreme silence.

"What did you say?"

The woman named Su Lin was silent for a while, then raised her eyebrows.

"This year is the 412th year of the Tianqi Calendar. It has been sixteen years since you entered the Wanli Plain..."

Boom!

A violent demonic aura exploded, and an extremely depressing feeling made Zhao Guangli almost unable to breathe.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You him? Say it again!"

Generally speaking, it is very offensive for a very cute girl to say such things.

But it seems a lot more reasonable for a cute-looking tentacle monster to say such dirty words.

No...actually it's still not very reasonable.

Zhao Guangli was squeezed by the tentacles at this moment, and his face was slightly red.

"It is now the 400th...twelfth year of the Tianqi Calendar."

"It's been...sixteen years."

"Miss Su Lin."

Zhao Guangli actually didn't expect that the person who left the black box was actually a woman, but at this moment, he somewhat believed it. The tentacle monster in front of him was Su Lin.

The aura exuding from her body was far superior to that of Zhao Guangli.

Beyond the probationary level, it is official.

There is no need for an official level demon to make such a joke.

Su Lin's expression at this moment was a little ferocious: "Are you kidding me? I don't believe it!"

"I have just graduated from Haihuangyuan, I still have a bright future..."

"Just after a nap, you, a little guy who doesn't know where you came from, have been talking about sixteen years..."

Su Lin's voice gradually stopped.

"Wait a minute, where is this place and what are these tentacles?"

Su Lin seemed to suddenly wake up.

"This is the interior of the Wanli Plain, the Dirty Plain. In fact, we found the two black boxes you left behind."

Zhao Guangli waved his hand and raised the note in his hand.

The tentacles moved, and the moment he took the note, Su Lin seemed to have discovered something.

"This disgusting tentacle...is it me?"

Disbelief slowly appeared on the woman's delicate face.

"Is this my handwriting..."

"This is...my slate monster [cabin in the woods]?"

"wrong!"

There seemed to be a dark cloud between the woman's eyebrows that could not be dispelled.

Su Lin looked at the writing on the note and the tentacles around him, and became increasingly silent.

Zhao Guangli didn't say anything, he was just grabbed by the tentacles and hung in the air.

After about three minutes, the woman finally spoke.

"It's really..."

"That's too bad."

Su Lin's voice concealed an obvious sigh, filled with pain and depression, ready to come out.