“What…what?”

Su Jing was suddenly as if he was thundered, and his body, which was struggling, suddenly suddenly stopped there.

The King of Demons is dead in my hands?

What the hell is going on?

"Brother, think about it carefully. What you should think about is that the King of Demons has been killed by you long ago. Don't you remember it? Think about it carefully..."

Qin Qiong hugged Su Jing and gently helped him take off the scarf from his face.

The originally tingling feeling in front of him gradually faded... Su Jing realized that he was lying in a magnificent palace at this time.

The mermaid tears ignited a warm fire in the distance, exuding a faint fragrance, adding a sense of tranquility to the whole room.

And the little dome in front of you...

She was wearing a white dress, and her delicate body was trying hard to support her body. Her pretty face was full of expectations. She helped Su Jing sit down by the bed carefully and said softly: "Brother, think about it carefully, is the King of the Demons dead?"

"The King of the Demons..."

Su Jing shook his head, his brain stinged.

But a memory suddenly appeared in my mind.

I am obsessed with Mowang Sword and penetrated the King of the Demons through one sword... Mowang Sword was born for Qin Zheng, who is the prince of the Demons and the King of the Demons. Therefore, Mowang Sword also has a counterproductive effect on the Demons. No matter how strong the King of the Demons is, it is still difficult to match his Mowang Sword.

Yes, I killed the King of Demons.

but why……

Although the memory of killing the King of Demons was clearly revealed in my mind, it seemed to be looking at the memories of others, and my true senses were.

What I killed was not the King of the Demons, but Qin Zheng.

I killed Qin Zheng, and then... the memory was broken.

"Brother, you have been in a coma for too long, so your memory may be a bit broken. Don't worry, it will recover soon."

Su Jing covered his head, took a glass of water handed over by Qin Qiong, and drank it in one sip, and felt that the whole body from his throat to his stomach became cool.

He gasped and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"From the real time, brother, you have been in a coma for thirty-three years, seven months and five days."

The teacup that Su Jing was about to hand it back suddenly froze there.

He looked up at Qin Qiong's pretty face, with an incredible shock in his eyes, and said in surprise: "That...that Wuyi and the others..."

"No memory?"

Qin Qiong frowned confusedly and asked, "Who is Wuyi? Is it the confidante you met outside brother?"

Su Jing paused and covered his head in pain.

I feel like my brain is covered in mucus...Who is Wuxu?

Wuyi is my teammate, my confidante, my first...even if it weren't for many accidents, maybe he would be his only confidante.

but……

He asked, "Where is Hongxue?"

Qin Qiong's voice was a little cold and said coldly: "Is Ao Hongxue? She is the Emperor of Qian Kingdom, and she is naturally in Qian Kingdom now. However, if it weren't for her, how could you sleep in your sleep for more than 30 years? And for more than 30 years, she has never seen you once..."

Su Jing sat there quietly, slowly combing out the memories in his mind.

It feels like I've been forced into another person's memory.

A completely different memory...

Yes, Hongxue.

She is her confidante, and at the beginning, it was also for her...

"What the hell is going on? How do my memory intermittently?!"

"Didn't I say that, it's because you have been sleeping for too long, so your memory has been broken. You'll have a good rest for a while. You've just woken up now, so I'll take you out for a good time."

Qin Qiong held Su Jing earnestly, his face full of gentle and concerned expressions.

Su Jing nodded.

With Qin Qiong's support, he walked out slowly.

My body is very soft and seems to have lost all my strength.

I need someone to help me when I walk!

Walk out the door.

It's a familiar scene...

Nine-curved corridors, glazed flying tiles, and gold and jade eaves.

The gorgeous palace has a bit of familiarity.

"This is...Afang Palace!"

Su Jing looked up at Dongfang in shock. When he was unconscious, the fog of a demon was coming, and it was spreading outside Xianyang City, covering the entire Xianyang City. Even Afang Palace could not see any sunlight... But now, the sun is bright in the sky, shining on his body, warm.

It makes people lazy and unable to get enough energy.

He slowly came to the pavilion on the side and sat down, and a maid already brought fragrant tea.

But Su Jing's eyes were filled with a faint blue light.

He sat there, letting the sunlight shine on his whole body... It felt like the stiff machine suddenly injected with oil, giving him a little more freedom.

He shook his head and asked, "What the hell is going on? My mind is very messy, and many things are against each other... I should have just been with... and...."

"Fight with your father and finally get revenge, right?"

Qin Qiong asked softly: "As a result, in a blink of an eye, the attack of the alien demon disappeared. The King of the alien demon is already dead, and it is still dead in your hands, brother, right?!"

Su Jing nodded and sighed: "I have obviously not fought with the King of Demons, and I am even far from his opponent... But I clearly remember that I seemed to have killed him. It felt strange, contradictory, but very natural."

After saying that.

He was stunned.

In the body... I could clearly sense the faint mist.

That is your own power.

It is not true qi, nor is it spiritual consciousness.

It's not even the true spirit.

But the power like a light mist and gauze is vast and infinite, mysterious and boundless, and it feels like it is a magical far above the true spirit energy.

He raised his hand.

A pure white mist appeared in the palm of my palm.

And with the emergence of fog...

In an instant, the wind stopped and the birds suddenly became clear, and the flowers that were swinging with the wind in the distance also stopped.

"This...this is..."

This time he was really shocked.

Is this the true meaning of Tao?

wrong……

Unlike, this seems to be the true meaning of Langxiao’s Tao, controlling time.

But it seems that something is different.

He said in shock: "What the hell is going on?"

"It seems that my brother has discovered something different, too."

Qin Qiong said softly: "That's because, brother, you confused dreams with reality."

She said seriously: "Brother, everything that happened before was actually just a dream. Now that I woke up from the dream, the dream is too real and you can't tell the difference between reality and dream. But don't worry, dreams are dreams, and soon, brother, you will return to normal."

"Dream?"

Su Jing looked at Qin Qiong calmly, and suddenly a bolt from the blue flashed through his mind.
Chapter completed!