At this time, Qin Mu only felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and gradually, he was in a darkness.

The black encircled him, with no end and no direction. Qin Mu felt like he was a duckweed, floating and sinking in the black without stopping.

Qin Mu enjoyed this feeling very much.

Floating, as if I had no weight, I could do whatever I wanted. Gradually, I felt that my speed seemed a little faster. The blackness around me, which was originally waveless, was gradually shaking, from the beginning to the calmness.

The waves later were turbulent.

In such turbulent waves, you can vaguely hear someone talking constantly. Although it is relatively small, when you hear Qin Mu's ears, you feel like you are struck by lightning.

That was Chonghua's voice.

It is completely different from the previous black shadow. The black shadow gives Qin Mu the feeling that although his appearance and even his occasional temperament are no different from Chonghua, he will clearly feel the difference between the two in some details.

Not Chonghua.

After Chonghua left for so long, Qin Mu really missed him.

Although it's a bit pretentious.

At this time, Qin Mu began to look for the source of the sound around him. Although there was a piece of black around him, Qin Mu vaguely saw that there seemed to be some light at the end. Although it was far away, it was like a flashing morning star.

It makes people fascinate.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a roaring sound around me, my ears felt as if I had entered water, and I felt something was coming in, and my breathing became rapid. When Qin Mu was about to bear it, I felt that the surroundings were about to suffocate.

The feeling suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly became bright.

Chonghua's gentle face appeared in front of Qin Mu. He frowned, as if he was a little worried. What Qin Mu saw was Chonghua like he was in his twenties. You know, it was clearly in Qin Mu's memory.

He rarely dressed like this. Generally speaking, he looked like a middle-aged man, in his thirties, but only Qin Mu vaguely remembered that this old man was over one hundred.

However, the Chonghua that Qin Mu saw now looked more like a young boy in his 20s, feeling like a green and green years.

Qin Mu felt it was fresh.

He stared at Chonghua with wide eyes and curiously. At this time, the scenery around him was rows of beautiful trees, and the ground was covered with green grass. Qin Mu was very excited when he looked at Chonghua and quickly called out: "Master."

However, it was a little wrong as soon as you said it.

Qin Mu's adult voice has gone through a voice change period, and his voice still sounds mature, but the sound from his mouth now looks like a young child with a lot of milk.

Qin Mu looked down at his hand and was shocked. This was clearly a child's hand.

Just as Qin Mu looked down at his hand in a daze, Qin Mu felt his sleeves being pulled. When he turned around, a young and white-haired face looked at him and smiled. The white-haired child had a different face than

The paleness of a normal human can even see the blue veins on his face. His whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, and even with a hood, only a small face was exposed, and he smiled timidly at Qin Mu.

"Sansan." Qin Mu's mouth was no longer under control and made such a sound.

Qin Mu was frightened. When his mouth was uncontrollably making sounds, there were only two times so far, once now, and once again when he dreamed of three strange old men.

Then, this time, it must be a dream.

But this familiar scene, Chonghua's gentle and unfamiliar face, seems to indicate that these things are not dreams, but memories.

A memory that Qin Mu himself never remembers.

Qin Mu turned around and smiled at Chonghua. Chonghua nodded. There was even a hint of heartache in his eyes. It was like Qin Mu had never seen it before. Chonghua in his memory had always taken Qin Mu seriously.

The practice is even more ruthless, especially in the battle drill. If Qin Mu had not drawn runes at a fast speed, it would have probably caused Chonghua to be tortured to death in every scene.

"Mumu, let's go there to play." The little boy with white hair took Qin Mu's hand. He seemed to be smaller than Qin Mu. Qin Mu's tender and fat claws grabbed him in reverse.

The little boy with white hair, while the latter looked confused.

"I'm taller than you, I want to protect you." Qin Mu scratched his head and said in a slight voice.

The white-haired boy's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Qin Mu for no reason. He really didn't know what was wrong with the sentence he just said. He saw the white-haired boy saying, "Mumu, you look like this...

Forget it, let's protect each other."

As he watched his two little hands walking further and further away, the originally gentle smile on Chonghua's face disappeared little by little, and finally, it was as cold as ice.

A shallow shadow appeared behind him. It seemed to be a burly man. The man was wearing a handsome armor. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could tell from the outline of the armor.

"Are you really going to pass the witch Zhu to Sansan?" The man stared at Chonghua for a while and said lightly, his tone as if he didn't recognize Chonghua.

It was very strange that Qin Mu had already walked away with the white-haired little boy, but he could still see the movement here.

This feels like the lens has been switched.

I saw Chonghua stunned and said seriously: "Gou Chen, you are beyond the rules."

"Tsk, don't threaten me with this," the man said disdainfully, not caring about Chonghua's anger at all. "When you chose Sansan, you didn't think about us."

"Why can't Sansan do it?" Chonghua looked puzzled.

"It's better to be a witch Zhu." The man did not say the reason why Sansan could not do it, but said this.

"Didn't you always think that Qin Mu's qualifications are not good?" Chonghua sighed and said, "You also know that Qin Mu's health is not good. If you forcefully learn Wu Zhu's knowledge, it is likely to lead to the future..."

"No future, Wu Zhu, only Qin Mu," Gou Chen rubbed his eyebrows and said to Chonghua with dissatisfaction: "You said too, in the future, but how long can you predict in the future? Why did you do it?

Don’t think about it, why can’t Qin Mu become a Wu Zhu?”

"It's because of the blood in his body?" Chonghua frowned and said.

"Yes." Gou Chenyan said concisely, as if saying one more word is a waste.

"How can such a slender and fragile child carry such a bloodline?" Chonghua frowned, not knowing whether he was sighing or feeling.
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