Soul Devouring Sword Master

Third, when he woke up, Lin Xiao felt that his past memories seemed to be a little blurred again.

Murong Shi came to play with him as usual, and Lin Xiao also agreed happily. Just like yesterday, the two spent a sweet day, loving each other, so comfortable.

Maybe even Lin Xiao himself didn't notice that this time, the number of times he reminded himself that this was an illusion was much less than the previous time. In a mysterious way, he seemed to have accepted the pull here.

Of course, he could still tell that this was an illusion.

The next day was the day he and Murong Shi got married.

This day, the whole country celebrated, it was so lively, many empires came to congratulate, the crowd was boiling, and they all sent good wishes, and Lin Xiao and Murong Shi, also witnessed by everyone, got married in the hall, Lin Feng and Murong Wu, showed a relieved smile.

Everything seemed to be real, like a dream.

The wedding night, the bridal chamber.

After getting married, the two lived a happy and beautiful life. They were inseparable, eating together, sleeping together, walking together, playing together, and they were together almost all the time.

One, two, three...

Every morning when he woke up, Lin Xiao's memories of the past would disappear a little, and he accepted the current situation more and more. Every time he reminded himself that this was an illusion, he reminded himself less and less. Perhaps, he was unwilling to leave this illusion.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

About the previous memories, Lin Xiao had forgotten more than half, and he had long stopped reminding himself that this was an illusion. He had completely indulged in the nourishment of love and family affection, and had become accustomed to and accepted this entanglement.

As for the past, he would only think of it occasionally, but soon, it would be covered by the happiness of the present.

Day after day, Lin Xiao rarely thought of the past and had completely integrated into his current life. Every day, in addition to practicing, he would go out to play with Murong Shi. Everything was perfect and he could be called a winner in life.

Indeed, no one likes killing and fighting. If you can always live a happy and peaceful life, who would not want to?

The outside world.

"What happened to that guy? What test did he encounter? He was so close to the crystal coffin, why did he stop there?"

"Yes, we are only a few steps away. It has been several hours."

Many people in the Wanxue Sect frowned.

The happy life of one year has made Lin Xiao tired of fighting and the past years, and those memories are getting fewer and fewer. He began to immerse himself in it, getting deeper and deeper, unable to extricate himself.

Every day, in addition to practicing, he would play with Murong Shi, travel around the mountains and rivers, and lean on Peter's shoulder when he was tired, watching the sunset. After returning, they would be warm and embrace each other to sleep. Everything was beautiful and peaceful.

Such a happy and beautiful life seemed to have no end, and would never make people bored, but only intoxicated. Lin Xiao seemed to have been immersed in it and completely integrated into this world. Everything was true, and he was willing to believe it.

One month, two months, and in a blink of an eye, half a year passed.

Just half a month ago, Murong Shi was pregnant with Lin Xiao's child. Every day, Lin Xiao stayed by Murong Shi's side and took care of her daily life.

When he was free, he would lean on Murong Shi's arms and listen to the movement of the fetus, while Murong Shi gently stroked his head with a smile on her face. The family of three was happy.

Outside.

"What's going on? It's already one, why hasn't he moved a step! Those people from the Holy Gate and the Demon Valley have already caught up with him."

The people of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect said anxiously.

At this time, beside Lin Xiao, there was a spiritual pattern master from the Demon Valley and the Holy Gate, who walked to the same position as him. The three of them were only a few steps away from the crystal coffin.

In the illusion, Lin Xiao still lived a warm and comfortable life every day.

Until one day.

When Lin Xiao was practicing, he accidentally saw a jade talisman from the ring.

He subconsciously took out the jade talisman and placed it in the palm of his hand.

This jade talisman is engraved with a sword pattern. The sword and the sword intersect. It looks like an ordinary pattern, but it exudes an indescribable domineering aura. Indistinctly, Lin Xiao felt that the blood in his body was agitated.

"This is--"

Lin Xiao frowned and suddenly felt a headache. Some fragments of past memories flickered in his mind.

"Xiao'er, we are the family of the God of War. This is the emblem of our Chu family, the emblem of the God of War..."

"The purpose of our God of War family is that life never stops, fighting never stops, and never give up..."

"In the future, I will bring your mother back to reunite together. As for Xu Yan, I will take revenge sooner or later..."

"Lin Xiao, I'm waiting for you in Jiuxuan Palace. I hope you can come earlier..."

"Lin Xiao, I'd rather live forever. I look forward to your swordsmanship getting stronger and stronger. One day, I can fight with you..."

"Junior Brother Lin, you must be careful when you go to Ice and Volcano Ridge..."

It was as if the gate of memory was opened, and those memories that had disappeared, intermittently, sporadically, rushed in, flashing back and forth in my mind.

Every word, every light and shadow, every sound, intertwined and overlapped in his mind.