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Xu froze for a moment, he understood that Chen Lan was afraid of being pursued and killed, so he deliberately said so much.

He knew that he could not agree to these.

Because Xiaona and Asa, how can they not retaliate against Chen Lan when they are treated like this?

Canglinzun knew that he could not ignore the foreign race.

The great horror that year was vividly vivid in the minds of ten of them.

Whoosh!

He suddenly rushed into the void of the master of the **** pavilion and adjusted his body.

The next moment, he rushed to the distant barrier of the universe.

"Damn it." The old monster Liang Tian couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

At this time the foreign race struck, and he became entangled.

Without Canglinzun, the old monster has never beaten the master of the unshen pavilion.

Otherwise, the old monster Liang Tian said nothing to let go of the principal of the God Pavilion.

"Let's go!" Li Shaoqiu, the elder of the Li family called.

"Go!" Li Shaoqing shouted.

The next moment, the five elders of the Li family left one after another.

Diligent eyes flashed with memories that were not quick to calculate.

Of course, memory has been accelerated.

He saw Chen Lan return to the girl's side, and then healed the girl.

This is not a fast speed, and Qin Yu sees it clearly.

The young girl fell asleep deeply after taking Chen Lan's Divine Emperor Jasmine Grass.

A man watched this scene coldly.

Although there is no good in the end, he knows that it is not bad.

Then, this memory quickly accelerated again

Qin Yu squinted, now the memory of this hormone's acceleration makes him unable to look directly.

But he glanced accidentally and saw a familiar figure.

Is that the old monster?

Diligent and a little confused.

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Why is there an old monster in Chen Lan's memory?

But the old monster in Chen Lan's memory is tall and stalwart.

It seems to be the scene of that great horror.

Qin Yu was taken aback. He didn't expect Chen Lan to appear in the great horror that year.

Ever since, Qin Yu squinted his eyes and tried to capture some memories again.

But no matter what, he can't see anything,

That flash of memory finally gradually dimmed.

Time passed slowly, Qin Yu squinted, and he felt that this memory was about to end.

Finally darkness gradually came.

"Could it be over?" Qin Yu murmured.

As Qin Yu speculated, everything was over.

Qin Yu lost consciousness for a while, he hadn't learned anything in this memory, and the only person who still remembered was Chen Lan.

He just watched three ordinary fragments of Chen Lan's life.

If there was any special content in those three memories, he would not believe that Qin Yu was killed.

With a sharp pain in his head, Qin Yu's consciousness gradually blurred.

"Mom, it's over at last." Qin Yu muttered with vague consciousness.

bump!

After not knowing how long, Qin Yu gradually woke up.

"Where is this special?" This was the first sentence Qin Yu opened his eyes.

At this time, Qin Yu looked like an ordinary child.

His surprised expression was very funny, and made people smile unconsciously.

He was in a carriage full of straw.

The carriage driver smiled and looked at Qin Yu and said, "You kid, is it possible that you have forgotten your wish to go to the city to become a teacher?"

"Huh?" Qin Yu returned dumbfounded.

The coachman said with regret: "You kid really doesn't worry about worrying about fishing at the age of eight, selling tiles at nine, and hunting at the age of eleven. Now that he came to this county to learn art from a teacher, how could he forget his memory."

Qin Yu felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Why did he fish at the age of eight and sell tiles at the age of nine? It has nothing to do with him.

Unless he is still in the illusion.

Qin Yu raised his hands, and he couldn't help but let out a piercing surprise.

"Boy, it seems you haven't thought of all this yet." The coachman said to Qin Yu with regret.

Qin Yu's body trembled.

In Qin Yu's sight, which of his previously huge palms were tender and pitiful at this time.

Roughly speaking, he is only a teenager.

"Is it so difficult for me to really cross?" Qin Yu squinted silently.

You can't tell if you don't pass through blindly, but for Qin Yu, there are only two possibilities.

One is that Qin Yu really passed through, and the other is the same as the memories of Chen Lan before, which are all illusory.

Why do you say that Chen Lan's memory is illusory? Naturally, it's because the past has already happened. What is the essential difference between it and unreal if it is staged at this time?

No, so even the memory of the past is just a fantasy.

Qin Yu turned his head unwillingly, he looked around.

Although he was standing on a carriage full of straw, he could not see most of the ground clearly.

The reason is that his legs are shaking.

At this moment, Qin Yu was sure that this must have passed through.

Any illusion has a fatal flaw that is the simplest and easiest to understand, but here, Qin Yu did not find the fatal flaw.

So he thought he really crossed.

A lot of problems can be found with a weak calf.

The child's original consciousness was very afraid of heights, so standing on a high place, he unconsciously began to weaken his legs and feet.

This is not the reason for Chen Lan, anyway, it is the muscle memory caused by the former owner of this body because of long-term fear of heights.

"MD, it seems that the truth is not fake." Qin Yu spit out such a sentence between his teeth.

He was depressed in his heart, just after leaving Chen Lan's memory, he changed hands and came to this world again.

Why did you come to this world?

Chen Lan is not sure, but he can understand so much, it seems that this is a test.

Crunch

The old carriage was pulling a carriage full of straw, and on top of the straw there was a little boy with a pale face. The carriage groaned overwhelmedly and moved forward.

Qin Yu lay depressed on the straw, and then observed the street.

At the same time, listen to the complaints of the coachman.

"Leave aside your kid, even me, it's not going well lately. God knows who made the straw go up and down." The coachman grumbled.

Recently, the straw business is very difficult to do. As an ordinary person who lives on straw, how could he bear the price of straw rise and fall irregularly.

Maybe this year he will sell all the rice fields and wait for the next year to buy mulberry fields.

"I heard that Sang Tian has a lot of policies." He sighed.

At the same time, Qin Yu looked at the whole street.

This downside is straight like a line.

At the forefront of the line is the noble area of ​​Gaogelinluo, and it is also the real palace city. ..

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