The pictures are staggered, the long whip with a barb hits the torn body, and the long whip is pulled back with his hand to bring out a string of blood beads, the sharp barb reflects the cold light, and there is still flesh and blood hanging on it.

The ragged clothes were soaked with blood, and you could faintly see the bare skin, whip marks interlaced, and flesh turned out.

The woman on the torture rack hung her head down, and her long hair was scattered so that it was impossible to see her face, and only blood could be seen behind the long hair.

A man dressed as an assassin was whipping her with a long whip, his mouth opening and closing, not knowing what he was saying, but his smiling face was not a good thing, and the woman remained unmoved.

The man threw away his whip, drew a dagger, and ripped open the woman's garment, pressing the tip of the blade against her chest, which was strewn with black veins.

The picture shifts, and there is no light in the deep cave, only the night pearl inlaid on the wall shines.

Strange-looking plants fill the caverns, and there are all sorts of wriggling insects climbing on them.

The center of the cavern was surrounded by a clearing surrounded by plants, and the dense pile of worms formed a bulge, and between the undulations, a pure white arm struggled to reach out, and a viscous and indiscernible liquid slipped from the arm.

Pushing aside the worms on his body, he wanted to stand up on the ground and get up, but everywhere his palm touched it, there were worms, and there was no gap.

Pushing aside some worms, another worm crawled over immediately, crawling all over her body, her weak body couldn't support it, she barely turned over and fell to the ground, stroking the worms on her face, she looked at the night pearl on the top of the stone wall.

There was dead silence in his eyes.

A piece of flam paper quietly floated in front of her, reflecting her eyes, and the red flame gradually turned black

"Drink!" Ye Sheng woke up suddenly, turned over and sat up from the bed, his hands trembled a little, and the spirit ring was worn on his fingers at some point.

Pieces of rune paper floated around him, Ye Sheng reached out and put away the rune paper, pinched it in his hand, covered his heart, and calmed down the violently churning emotions.

She is still very open to the past experience, and she doesn't care when she is sure that the war world is just a false world, but those who should take revenge still have to take revenge back, but what she sees in the dream is not just the memory of the war world.

The picture that made her feel extremely disgusted and even a little out of control, was it the memories she had sealed? Those worms must be the Wicans.

That should be what happened to her in the Wu Clan, and that's why she hated the Wu Clan, and the prison gave her a task to destroy the Wu Clan.

It's just that what is the reason for the beginning, the too short memory makes her very uncomfortable, there is no beginning and no end, and what is the last rune paper, it seems that she did not release it.

There is also an important point in the point, how did she ever die?

got up and rubbed her forehead, she rarely dreams on weekdays, let alone such a headless dream, even if it is a small memory, I don't know what the meaning is, and it can't affect other memories.

She first went to the table and lit the candle, and then went to the window and opened the window, the sky was not yet bright, the early morning Baijian City was extremely quiet, and the semi-circular moon hung in the night sky and echoed with the bright stars.

Pulling a chair over, she sat by the window, leaning her head against the window edge and staring at the night sky outside in a daze.

Although she dreamed a little, she didn't actually remember anything about those sealed memories, and after her emotions calmed down, she was more like a bystander to everything in the dream.

Although I tried hard to recall, I had no clue.

Sort out the existing clues in your mind, the world behind it is also the world she once existed, I don't know what it looks like.

What role does the so-called Cang clan play in it, what status does it have, and some memories involved in the eight-tone illusion make her faintly feel that the status of the Cang clan and herself should not be low.

So how did she know the prison and the demon king? How did they get to the point where they were full of worms?

The prison should be very clear, why do you have to remember it yourself? It's a hassle. Rubbing his forehead in distress, Ye Sheng withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Edge? Launched so early? Someone suddenly spoke outside the window.

Ye Sheng turned over and looked down, Dingxian was standing downstairs holding the piano, looking at her with her head up, she hooked the corners of her lips: "Why, come to practice the piano so early?" ”

"There's nothing to do with Hengzhu, and I want to thank you for building a piano room for me at the station." Ding Xian laughed heartily and turned to leave, "I'll go first." ”

"Wait." Ye Sheng stopped him, lowered his eyes and hesitated for two seconds, and his fingers tapped on the edge of the window, "Do you have a lot of piano?" ”

"Yes." I don't know why I nodded.

Jumping down from the edge of the window, Ye Sheng jumped in front of him: "Lend me a hand?" ”

"Can you play?" Dingxian looked at her in amazement, there are very few ancient instruments now, there are too few, and many ancient music have been lost.

"A little." Ye Sheng didn't say much, and led the way to the piano room.

There was a lot of space left in the station, so he built a spacious piano room for Given Strings, and he himself paid part of the money to make it soundproof.

Although he only used Dingxian alone, Twilight would come to listen to him when he was practicing, and he also set up a lot of tables and stools.

Dingxian took out two of his spare guqins and put them in front of Ye Sheng: "You can pick it yourself." ”

After plucking and playing twice, Ye Sheng returned a guqin, and found a table to put the guqin, but he was not in a hurry to play.

Thinking about coming to play the piano was just a whim, and she didn't have a specific score in her head.

After all, the dream still haunted her a little, and she desperately wanted to know what was happening, and there was a fog in front of her.

Dingxian had already begun to play a new song, which should have been taught to him by Wenjiu, at least she hadn't heard it before.

Feeling a little familiar, she plucked Ying He casually, relying on the subconscious movements in the depths of her memory, accompanied by the sound of the piano to finish the song.

However, after playing Ye Sheng, his intuition was a little bad, and Dingxian looked at her in disbelief, the tune he just learned yesterday would be sharp?

"Be silent!" Dingxian just wanted to open her mouth to ask, but Ye Sheng looked at her sternly, and then she lowered her eyes and seemed to be caught in her own thoughts.

These realities never existed, but the music that she was extremely familiar with always involved some fragments of memory, but it seemed to be some daily life, and there was not much information except that she vaguely knew that she was born in a big family.

But she doesn't let it go, and when there are enough pieces to piece together a complete memory, she always knows more.

Dingxian was stunned and didn't know what to do, but he vaguely realized that the edge followed over to play the piano should have some special purpose.

"Alright, don't bother." Ye Sheng finished packing up the memory fragments, picked up the guqin and gave it to Dingxian, "If you can, please don't tell anyone about how I can play the piano." ”

"Okay." Everyone has their own secrets, and Dingxian is not a person who talks much, and he doesn't have so much curiosity, so he nodded immediately and didn't ask much.