Countless broken pictures were pieced together, finally forming complete scenes.

All the scenes flashed past my eyes like a revolving lantern. When it finally slowed down, what appeared in my mind was the girl's pure, cold and proud face. Against the backdrop of the golden dress, she looked even more dignified and elegant.

The scene suddenly changed, and ripples appeared on the girl's face, and another face appeared during the shaking.

Thin eyebrows and bright eyes, a beautiful nose and red lips, and long, smooth black hair with a slight curly arc, this is the look he is most familiar with.

Two completely different faces, even their temperaments were very different, but Sheng Shijing knew that she was her.

It didn't matter in his heart whether it was Emperor Xi who was once revered as the head of the ancient gods, or Xie Xihe who was just an ordinary human being now.

He only knew that she was his Xi'er.

Changes in identity, appearance, and temperament could not stop him from approaching her.

No matter how many times they reincarnate, no matter how many times they miss each other, as long as he and she live in this world, they will definitely meet one day and finally embrace each other tightly.

He remembered.

He remembered everything.

Including his past in the Ancient God Realm when he was the son of the God of Earth and the God of Space, including his past with Xie Xihe who was still Emperor Xi, and also including every life he entered into reincarnation after death in the Ancient God Realm.

He remembered it all.

Sheng Shijing felt as if he had had an infinitely long dream filled with bizarre scenes, but the moment he regained consciousness, he clearly realized that those seemingly bizarre dreams were actually true.

Only in this way can we explain everything that happened to him and Xie Xihe.

Too many memories flooded into her mind. Although Sheng Shijing had woken up from that strange lethargic state, she could not open her eyes for a while.

He was not in a hurry, keeping his eyes closed and slowly sorting through the huge information memory in his mind, unwilling to let go of any details.

Until a strange breath approached, accompanied by a faintly familiar smell of medicine.

Sheng Shijing's heart moved, and she broke free with a sudden force, and her eyes suddenly opened!

Fan Yuyao was standing by the bed with a medicine bowl in her hand, and when she was about to sit down and give Sheng Shijing the medicine, the man's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and a gaze that was sharper than a knife swept across. Fan Yu was shocked. Yao's whole body trembled, and half of the potion in her hand instantly spilled out.

After a while, he found his voice and stammered: "Heng... Master Heng, you finally woke up..."

Sheng Shijing frowned.

When Sheng Ming realized something was wrong that day, he left Kyoto with Sheng Ming and went all the way to the place where the vision occurred.

It wasn't until the fourth day that the unconscious Power God Suspicious Star and Gengchen, one of the five ancient gods, were finally found in the ancient martial arts world.

Among them, Gengchen was completely lethargic, while Suixing passed out after excessive consumption of strength. With the help of Sheng Ming, she woke up only the next day.

Sheng Shijing learned about the ancient god world from Qixing's mouth, and also learned some other things.

I don't know if it was because of meeting old friends or because he was close to the ancient god world. After that day, Sheng Shijing would have intermittent dreams every time he took a rest, which gave him a splitting headache every time.

They stayed in the ancient martial arts world for two days, and he had dreams for two days. It was not until the third day that he fell asleep completely.

After that, he fell into a dream and had no idea what was happening.

But even in his deep sleep, he could still sense the aura of Shengming and was sure that the little guy was always by his side.

Even a few minutes ago, he felt the aura of Shengming, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a completely unfamiliar woman.

Sheng Shijing frowned, disgust flashed across his eyes, and said coldly: "Where is this place, who are you, where is Sheng Ming?"

At this moment, Fan Yuyao had recovered from the fright, quickly adjusted her expression and smiled, and answered truthfully: "This is Fanjing Mountain in the ancient martial arts world. My name is Fan Yuyao, and I am Fan Yuyao." She is the daughter of the current elder of the second clan."

"Yesterday, Yuyao met the young master in the back mountain of the Fan tribe. The young master was unconscious at the time. Yuyao took the young master back here out of desperation."

"As for the great destiny that Young Master said..." Fan Yuyao's hand holding the medicine bowl tightened slightly and she said with an unchanging smile, "But that young Young Master who is following Young Master Hengzhi?"

He said with a smile: "The young master Sheng Ming stayed with him all night in the back mountain. After he came to Fanjing Mountain, he stayed with him for a day and a night. Now he couldn't hold on and fell asleep, so I carried him to the next door."

"If you are worried, Master, just go and see for yourself after taking the medicine." Fan Yuyao said, passing the medicine bowl in front of Sheng Shijing, and gestured with a smile.

Seeing that he had lowered his eyes and stared at the medicine bowl for a long time without any movement, Fan Yuyao felt anxious and worried, but she had to suppress her emotions and patiently explained: "My father has seen an ancient doctor. The young master is just mentally exhausted. It’s too big, there’s no other big problem.”

"This is a unique elixir in our ancient martial arts world. It has the effect of replenishing qi, nourishing the body, and recuperating the spirit. Young master, you'd better take the medicine first before you have the energy to do other things."

For fear that he would become suspicious, he added: "By the way, my father sent someone to inform Mr. Duan about his presence here. Mr. Duan has already arrived at Fanjing Mountain and should be here in a few moments."

Sheng Shijing's calm eyebrows finally moved, but she didn't mention Sheng Ming and Mr. Duan, but still looked at the medicine bowl in Fan Yuyao's hand.

"The elixir unique to the ancient martial arts world is real, but to nourish the body and nourish the spirit..." He raised his eyes and looked at Fan Yuyao coldly, "Are you sure?"

Fan Yuyao's pupils shrank sharply: "Young Master Heng..."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Sheng Shijing's lips. After confirming that the strength in her body had almost recovered, she stood up from the bed. Without a single unnecessary word, she waved Fan Yuyao away with a wave of her backhand.

After a muffled sound of flesh hitting the ground, Fan Yuyao hit the ground hard. The force was so strong that the whole room trembled slightly. Fan Yuyao even spat out a mouthful of blood with a look of dismay on his face. He looked at the man approaching with confidence.

Every time Sheng Shijing took a step forward, Fan Yuyao moved back an inch. Until there was no way to retreat or avoidance, she spoke in a trembling voice: "Heng... Young Master Heng, what do you mean, I... ...I saved you, how could you...how...how could you do this to me?"

Sheng Shijing paused slightly, with a cold look on his face, and sneered: "Save me? Are you worthy?"

His eyes fell on the love flower potion sprinkled all over the floor, and dark eyes surged: "Seeking death!"

I couldn't write about Xiao Xihe's appearance, it will be tomorrow.

Good night.

PS: I have an appointment with my friends for dinner tomorrow, so the update will be in the evening.

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