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The red team couldn't distinguish between this blur of light and shadow. The last hallucinations and hallucinations he had before his death were still real. To be precise, he was in such a bad state that it was difficult to think more and analyze. The last bit of his confused spirit was dragged away, and people were He answered whatever was asked. He seemed to be most impressed by this memory, and even remembered the conversation clearly.

Bingyi and An Xuefeng looked at each other. This was a bit strange. What was that ball of light and shadow? How do you know what the red team is thinking? But they didn't interrupt the red team and allowed him to continue.

"I was wondering if people really go to the underworld after death and there will be judgment by Yama."

The red team murmured in confusion, and the voice asked him why he was not worried about himself. Was he longing for death? He replied that of course he wanted to live. The voice also said that you can survive. It can transfer the energy of the person connected to him to him, allowing him to live and die. The red team quickly said no, he wanted Sister Hong to live.

‘I want to live, not just because I want to live’

All the true inner thoughts of the red team could not be hidden, and they were all displayed under the halo: 'What I'm afraid of is that if I die, she won't be able to survive.'

Tour guides who have a good understanding of each other always live and die together. Even if there are tour guides in the West District who are looking for many tourists and forming a harem, one will die and another will be replaced. We insist on working one-on-one, and believe that only this kind of understanding can make the connection between tour guides the deepest and purest.

If you have a clear understanding of your heart, you have to give it sincerely. If it is sincere, how can it be divided into many parts?

'I understand, you are bearing the power of her'

The halo of light seemed to understand something, and said in a serious tone: 'She is about to be overwhelmed by the strength. If you die, it will be difficult for her to survive.'

Then this group of light and shadow said that it can find another person to bear her power, such as the 'Kongkong Taoist Master' who fell together. In this way, someone will bear her power, and you will be willing to die.

What does it mean to find another person to bear the power? Does it mean that Taoist Master Kongkong and Sister Hong have a clear understanding of each other? Intellectually, the red team knew that Sister Hong might survive this way, but he had long lost his sense at the time, and all his thoughts were the most instinctive and sincere. So he subconsciously said he didn't want to.

He doesn't want Sister Hong to be connected with others.

‘You want her to live, but you don’t want her to be connected to other people, then essentially, you want to live’

‘Human beings all want to live’

The halo made a judgment, as if it had lost interest in him, and gradually withdrew and dimmed. The consciousness of the red team would also completely disappear and return to the darkness. He had no reason to think at the time, and was too slow to realize it. I don't know death and life, I just instinctively think along the murmur coming from the halo.

No, it doesn't matter whether he is alive or dead, he is just jealous. Abandoning reason, the inherent jealousy and desire for exclusivity that are inherent in human beings take over. Even in the end, they are unwilling to let go of their lover. They are despicable and selfish. Love is exclusivity, not sharing.

'envy? ’

The halo brightened again, seeming to be interested in his newfound emotions. The red team seemed to see thin threads wrapping around him, and carefully tasted the jealousy in him: 'Are you jealous of Sister Hong? So she would rather die than let anyone else take on her power? Are you still jealous of ‘Taoist Master Kongkong’? Then you won’t be jealous anymore if he dies’

‘Jealousy means wanting to kill people’

Halo made his own judgment again. If the red team was still normal at that time, he would definitely find something wrong with Halo. It is like those spiritual creatures born in mythology, and its various emotional natures need to be learned by observing the outside world. It is savoring and comprehending, his mood changes, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and his voice has also had some emotional fluctuations from the original indifference to now. The appearance of this kind of thing in the depths of the Jinlunga Chasm obviously requires great attention and careful handling. .

But he was really about to die, unable to communicate with the outside world and unable to leave any information. This meager spiritual consciousness was only able to persist until now with the support of the halo, and the emotional fluctuations just now accelerated his demise. The red team was only keenly aware of the halo's intentions when they finally came back to the light, and instinctively told it: "You are wrong about jealousy. If you want to know more about emotions, go to Sister Hong."

'Sister Hong is the most powerful seven-emotion medium. If you let her live, she can teach you any emotion.'

'Then I die'

The red team coughed and gasped, as more and more blood poured out of his body. His limbs gradually deformed and twisted, like minced meat, with broken bones sticking out of the flesh, and his heart hanging on the bone tips, dripping blood. The blood soaked through the military coat on his body, and the dark stains turned out to be soaked in blood, like a scarlet cloak.

‘To this day I don’t know whether what I did was wrong or right. Will Sister Hong survive or die?'

‘Now I know Sister Hong left the Kinlunga Chasm alive, that’s enough, that’s good’

"Taoist Master Kongkong is a very good team leader. He has great magical power and is dedicated to serving the country. He has never had any affair with his children. Sister Hong and I are very grateful to him for being able to reach this point."

'I hope my thoughts at that time... did not cause him any trouble'

A blood-red halo lingered around the red team, like a burning fire. The spiritual imprint he left on this ancient snowfield will shine with its final light, and then it will eventually dissipate, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Bingyi started to resort to tricks as early as when the red team's state began to get out of control, but no matter whether it was the World Tree, the Fountain of Destiny, the Butterfly Fragments, the Power of Domination, the Little Cuiming Kingdom, or various other methods, they could not retain this small team. A fragile mental imprint. It is not a soul after all, just a little bit of spiritual imprint.

‘I’m not strong enough’

The red team allowed the big white cat to run up and down beside him indulgently, turning his head to look at An Xuefeng. His face was full of blood, his eye sockets were empty, and there was no spiritual connection between them, but An Xuefeng felt that the red team was looking at him and talking to him.

Talking to Bingyi’s ‘tourist’.

‘If a traveler wants to be strong, he must be the strongest. Sister Hong followed me, if... maybe she would have gone more smoothly.'

Until now, the red team didn't want to say, "Maybe it would be better if Sister Hong's passengers were Kong Kong Taoist priests." They just smiled and sighed: "You are the strongest here. The second kid has high vision and wants to be better - -I don’t care what the current situation of the tour guides and tourists is, and I don’t care whether you are male or female. You have to treat him well, protect him, and never feel sorry for him.'

'I will'

An Xuefeng solemnly promised that any words are powerless at this time. The snow leopard bit open his front paw and fished out the white cat. Its wound was as weird as a clay sculpture. After touching the white cat, the wound healed and returned to its original state - the body he was using now was the white cat's puppet. Then the snow leopard bit the hem of the white cat's cloak, which had put on the little black cloak with the power of domination. Dark light surged on the cloak - his spirit and soul were dominated by the white cat.

Actual things are more reliable than words.

'good very good……'

The red team coughed and laughed, their last bit of attention falling on the big white cat. Bingyi has given up trying and is staring at the red team, not wanting to miss the last look. Suddenly he felt the string pull down, and something swayed along the string. Then C heard the red team whispering to him alone, and only they could hear what he said.

‘Treat your wife well’

The red team member whispered, the red light on his body was so dim that it seemed like nothing, and it was about to completely dissipate: "The man-in-law... is also the wife. Now that it has been decided, don't let it down."

'This is for you, both of you... half for each of you. Your mother and your brother...hey, your wife may not be the type they appreciate, but just keep it in mind, dad supports you.'

"Many tour guides don't understand the traveler's heart. He is stronger than you now, and you may be ahead of him in the future. The power makes people distorted. The further you go, the easier it is for people to forget their original intention."

The free red light condensed, like a finger finally touching the tip of the white cat's claw: "...remember, you are a human being"

The red team still has a lot to say, and there are still many things that he has not had time to say, but as the red light dissipates, his fragmented body gradually recovers, the gurgling blood gradually disappears, his face is no longer full of scars, and his eyes are clear. Close and open, there are eyes again in the empty eye sockets. But this 'recovery' is proof that the mental imprint he left behind has completely dissipated.

‘Sister Hong...it’s great to have left the Kinlunga Chasm alive’

In the end, I returned to my original obsession, all the strange and weird powers dissipated, the cave became bright, and everything returned to normal. The red team seemed to have taken a nap. When they woke up, they saw a big snow leopard hugging a white cat and squatting in front of him eagerly, and his brows jumped in fear. You can feel Sister Hong's low pressure next to you without turning around.

If you want to save your life, these two boys can just talk about it. Why are they getting together so early? Sister Hong said she had seen a snow leopard fight with the eldest brother. It would be reasonable if the eldest sister-in-law taught her brother-in-law a lesson. The problem is that the brown cat is the eldest brother. The sister-in-law fought with the eldest brother before they even got married. What would happen even if the fight ended? , can you still be proud of this!

From the perspective of the red team, it is really stupid to come directly to the door without first working hard to establish relationships at home! If he had been so stupid back then, he wouldn't have been able to marry Sister Hong... Damn, hiss, no, it seems like he let Snow Leopard in?

For a while, the red team couldn't tell what they were talking about. Feeling that Sister Hong's pressure was getting lower and lower, they hurriedly drove the snow leopard and white cat out, and talked quietly first. Bing Yi followed Shan Ruliu out and remained silent along the way. I just saw the red team's mental imprint dissipate with my own eyes, and then in the blink of an eye, he returned to his original vivid appearance in front of me. This is really cruel, and even those with low mental endurance can't bear it.

But Bingyi’s attention is not limited to this.

‘You said the red team gave this to you? ’

After hurriedly leaving the cave and returning to the snow nest where they had stayed during the secret conversation, An Xuefeng felt weird when he saw the two gold rings hanging on Bingyi's strings! The red team's 'waking up' is just a residual mental imprint, how can they still give away things? ! And this is the real thing!

Where does this thing come from? Is this a relic of the red team or something? Is it an attachment to his spiritual imprint?

‘…Yes, he gave it to me’

The next moment, An Xuefeng realized that something was wrong with Bingyi. He answered a beat too slowly. The cat's tail swung around anxiously, its blue eyes staring at the ring, just like a cat staring at a mouse, and its pink tongue couldn't help licking it. Lips.

"Gudong."

Hearing the sound of the white cat swallowing saliva, Snow Leopard's expression changed instantly.