Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

Chapter 124: Evil figure

The illusion had disappeared, and Xia Ge stood outside the door of retrospect, and did not move for a while.

Chu Yi leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and seemed to be in a coma. The system said: "It should be the door of retrospect."

"Everyone can go back to the past through the back door, but some people can let the body in, and some people can only let the soul in."

Xia Ge didn't ask why, she stood in a daze, her mind was filled with the sword of love in a bamboo sheath, the white and **** clothes under the black cloak, and the face that was familiar enough to make the soul tremble.

Master sister.

Is that the master sister?

...No, it's not.

She called her...both.

After a while, she looked down at the snow-white key in her hand, and then asked afterwards: "...When will she wake up?"

Chu Yi.

The system hesitated, "It depends on what happened to her."

"People whose soul enters the door of retrospect tend to have heavier obsessions and obsessions than ordinary people." The system seems to have a meaning. "The more heartless people, the more generous the door of retrospect."

Xia Ge: "..."

"Because the more people who don't care about anything, the less likely it is to change the past." The system performed by one person, "The more people who have deep obsessions..."

The more I think about what happened back then, the more it is, the easier it is to intervene in the past.

"So when will she wake up?" Xia Ge interrupted it.

System: "..."

After a while, the system whispered: "I said... It depends on what happened to her."

What do you think.

Xia Ge was silent for a while, looking at the girl leaning against the door. Her soft forehead was dark and soft, and her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings. She sat quietly on the ground, looking like a perfect puppet doll.

Xia Ge looked at the key in his hand again.

The system kindly reminds, "Shengmen, a key can only open the door of one person."

One person, meaning that there is no way to take Chu Yi out.

Unless Chu Yi... can bring back the key.

How did the key appear?

In retrospect, I couldn't figure it out at all.

"...How can the key appear?" Xia Ge asked.

System: "...The details are not very clear, but it is said that if there is obsession in life without obsessiveness, the key will appear. The interpretation of obsessive people is not very clear...Of course it is just a legend."

Xia Ge sat next to Chu Yi, took a bigudan and fed it to Chu Yi, and took one to regain his strength.

Wait for the little butterfly to come back.

It doesn't matter, she is not in a hurry.

The system just said that the key will appear when a heartless life has obsessions.

The palm slowly unfolded, and the snow-white key was in the palm of the hand, as if the soft petals of white orchids were in full bloom.

Obsession?

Xia Ge thought, yes, it's not obsessive.

Just that moment.

Very, very, I want to know what kind of role the person who looks particularly like the master sister has played in her confused past.

——

Dark cave.

There is a smell of...I don't like it very much.

Thin, disgusting blood.

Su Cangman walked forward carelessly, Bai Meng acupoint was full of illusions, but in her dark eyes, these illusions were like children's jokes, not worth mentioning.

She is still wearing Mao Qing's coat, and the blood-stained red and autumnal red and autumn clothes on her body, she has an indescribable feeling.

Put on someone else's skin and live a different life.

Thinking of the young man's whisper when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, and the moment when Bai Mengxue appeared, he was stupid and desperate.

She never likes to owe others.

and.

Su Chuang thought, even though it was someone else's identity, in her boring and long life, it was very interesting to occasionally appear such a person.

It's just that she came to Bai Mengxue, besides fishing out this interesting person, there is another reason.

Occasionally, the stone cave channel would shift and change, blocking her way, but Su Cang was not nervous, following the flow, walking wherever there is a way, and finally came to a clearing.

The clearing was covered with salt crystals, snow-white and shiny, and it seemed a little out of tune with the dark cave. Su Chan paused, and found out the bone flute.

The bone flute is crystal clear, with a bright red silk knot tied at the end, which floats slightly with her movements.

"This flute...Bone mourns."

She stood in front of the clearing, her thoughts were slightly empty, and then she returned to her senses.

She picked up her clothes and sat down, then played a tune.

The long sound of the flute floats in the dull stone cave, the overlapping echoes are rippling, the cave changes several times, and the beautiful salt crystals in the clearing flicker with the sound of the flute, and then the center of the blood salt slowly rises, beautiful The salt crystals fell like quicksand, and finally, a small wooden frame appeared with a small box on it.

If Xia Ge were here, she would definitely find that this box was eighth similar to the box that she had previously regarded as the ancestor's urn.

Su Chan stretched out his hand, the box flew up in the sky, and then fell firmly into her hand.

Su Chan opened the box, and the second fragment of the map leading to the Evil Spirit Mountain was in it. She closed the box, smiled faintly on her lips, and the mood of the corners of her eyes and eyebrows revealed a somewhat enchanting taste on Mao Qing's face.

"I can't find a place to step through my iron shoes..." She seemed to mutter to herself, "It's all effortless?"

Four broken pictures, one in the ancestor’s tomb, and one in the Dream God’s Residence.

Everyone knows that the ancestor’s mausoleum is in Houshan. However, the puzzles laid by her herself are also overlapping. The entrance to the mausoleum is hidden tightly. Although Su Chan’s hands and eyes are open to the sky, it is not good to be trapped by the sky and the earth. Looking, if it wasn't for the lost deer to guide the child, she was afraid that she hadn't found a clue now.

The child who was guided to the tomb by the lost deer...

If it weren't for the fact that Bone Mourn didn't respond, she almost thought it was--

But... Su Chan thought of the child's stupidity before, and smiled unclearly.

Xia Wushuang was a little stupid, but he wouldn't be so desperate for a nodding acquaintance.

This time he found Bai Meng acupoint, that kid also made a great contribution?

She retracted her thoughts.

Although the clues of the remaining two are unclear, it will not be difficult to calculate the general position after the high priest is Muslim. Su Chan picked up the flute. Before that, she went to find the stupid child.

The sound of the flute is floating, and there are many illusions that are swaying. If someone is there, you will be surprised that the illusion is blowing past the scenes of Baimeng Cave.

Finally condensed on the young man sitting between the pitch black and snow white gate.

The young man was dressed in red and yellow clothes, with a bright smile on the waist doll, leaning against a girl who was slightly smaller than him, with soft and shiny forehead.

Both of them closed their eyes, but the young man seemed to close his eyes and rested, while the young girl looked unconscious.

Squeeze the bone flute slightly in his hand.

For some reason, Su Cang didn't really like seeing other people around this young man.

Su Chan looked at Xia Ge with his eyes closed and long eyelashes, thinking of unknown meaning.

It cannot be said to be a teenager.

It's Xia Xia.

Su Chan cocked the corner of his mouth slightly. She went to see the two doors behind the boy.

The dark door was rolled with mysterious runes, and the snow-white door had a keyhole.

Su Cang's acquaintance is the back door of Bai Meng acupoint and the door of life.

Xia Ge moved, revealing a corner of the snow-white key in his hand.

——The key to life?

So, she has already been to the Gate of Backtracking? And got the key?

What kind of past will such a small child have to have obsessions?

Su Chan finds it interesting again.

The gate of backtracking can be said to be the source of power for the entire Bai Meng acupoint.

Those who enter the door of retrospect will go back to the past. There are countless torrents of history, and everything has a past.

Everyone has a different past.

The door of retrospect will be lured by the key of the door of life, so that people enter the door of retrospect, under the premise that the past will not be changed, collect the past that the person has seen and the person's feelings and thoughts about the past.

With these, let Bai Mengxue create a more confusing illusion.

However, there are always some people who are not so easily shaken by the past and illusions, commonly known as heartless or determined people. These people will be confused by the retrospective door to collect "people's different past feelings and thoughts", and finally choose Let these people see things that are different from their past observation angles, and induce them to have new feelings and obsessions.

Once the obsession is generated, the door of backtracking completes the task, and the key to go out will appear.

"Since I got the key..." Su Chuang glanced at the unconscious girl next to Xia Ge and snorted, "Then leave early."

She likes that the child is stupid to her.

But I don't want this kid to be stupid to everyone.

The bone mourning leaned on his lips, and the melodious flute sounded gradually.

The sound of the flute in the gloomy and dark stone path did not resonate strangely, but it seemed to seep into the stone wall, and then spread little by little, permeating it.

Slow, low pitch.

With a seductive and sleepy tone.

Xia Ge originally closed his eyes just to close his eyes and rest his mind, but he didn't know why, and slowly fell into a black and sweet dream.

The sound of the flute slowly became lower.

Vaguely has the meaning of comfort and temptation.

Xia Ge closed her eyes and slept soundly, but her body moved slowly. She stood up, the key in her hand stiff, and slowly inserted it into the keyhole of the gate.

Bai's life.

White key.

Rotate.

The door opened.

The brilliant white light enveloped the drowsy Xia Ge, and led her away from the dream house full of dreams, and then fell into a deeper and deeper dream.

This dream has no end.

The key disappeared, and the gate closed.

Su Chan put down the flute in his hand, looked at Chu Yi who was thrown down, and smiled lowly, "Send you a ride."

——Don't thank me.

long time.

Maybe, not long.

Chu Yi slowly opened his eyes.

Still, I can't see anything.

Shengmen shimmered faintly.

But the eyes that can't see anything, the past seen through the door of retrospect, are so desperate and unwilling to give up.

"...Brother?" Chu Yi murmured, "Don't... leave me behind."

The answer to her was the silence of a room.