Fu Yan had a dream.
He dreamed that he had become a monarch, in charge of an extremely vast territory, and worked hard every day. However, his body has not been very good, and this kind of hard work has caused his body to be greatly consumed. But at the age of twenty-five, he was exhausted by the oil lamp and died of illness.
After he died, he realized that the world after death was real.
There were ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, and Fu Yan fell from the high hall into a chaotic world of ghosts and ghosts. He wandered among the chaotic ghost crowd, with no territory, no subordinates, and nothing to manage except himself. He had never enjoyed a moment of tranquility in a daze before his death, but it was the first time he had experienced it after his death.
Sometimes, some ghosts will stand still the moment they see him, or stare at his face with unkind eyes, or even harass him directly. But after the initial nervousness, Fu Yan stopped paying attention to these ghosts. He used to dislike people staring at his face in the palace because he felt that it was a loss of his dignity. But now, what's there to worry about? Can he die again?
Fu Yan felt that he had become a little freer.
He didn't know why he couldn't be reincarnated as in the legend, and he didn't know where he was going. He tried to collect some information about the world after death, but all the ghosts seem to have released their nature here, answering if they want, talking nonsense if they want, and keeping silent if they want to be silent. Fu Yan listened to a bunch of remarks, and it was hard to tell which ones were true and which ones were false.
However, before he could figure out what was going on in the world and what was going on with himself, one day, a tall man on a tall horse stopped in front of him.
Wherever the man passed, the ghosts avoided him, and even the most common black smoke in this world dared not contaminate him. There were also a group of riders and warriors behind him, some with condensed expressions, some of them were not normal, and some of them were not even normal human appearances. With just one glance, Fu Yan saw this man's cruelty and unparalleled coercion, and secretly thought that this was a sign of a good general and a tyrant.
He looked at the man, and the man looked down at him.
The man's eyes rudely looked Fu Yan back and forth, scrutinized and evaluated, and finally said with a high-level tone: "I heard that you are the monarch?" When Qiao was there, he replied, "Yes."
"The so-called 'monarch' here is not tens of thousands but also thousands. I wonder if your reputation is exaggerated." The man said coldly, "Are you still interested in managing the site? This time you You won't be exhausted, you can play whatever you want."
Fu Yan didn't have the chance to refuse.
Because the man couldn't find another tool to take him away for a while, he bent over and leaned over and took him onto the horse.
Take it straight away.
The horse galloped, not knowing where to go. The gust of wind blowing Fu Yan was very gloomy and cold, but the dead couldn't feel it, only Fu Yan's long black hair was blowing everywhere. When the hair hit the man's face, the man pushed it away and said coldly, "Do you want to be bald?"
Fu Yan had to tie up his hair immediately. Originally, he seldom did these things himself, but now his craftsmanship is unfamiliar, and with the disturbance of the wind, he really can't get a pretty bun.
The man was silent the whole time. He was indifferent to Fu Yan's face, he only felt that this guy was clumsy and did not look like a capable person who could govern a vast territory. Fu Yan finally tied
his hair, and finally asked the first question after being "forced to apply": "What's your name?"
three words.
"Fan Xiangyi."
***
Fu Yan opened his eyes.
The sunlight lit up the room through the window, Fu Yan was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes, and the next moment he caught a glimpse of someone beside the bed, and his heart stopped beating for a while.
"woke up."
Fan Xiangyi sat on the chair next to him, facing the bed, which was indistinguishable from the stalker's staring at people: "You slept for more than half a day. How do you feel?"
"It feels like I was almost scared by you when I opened my eyes Die." Fu Yan sat up and raked his hair. After raking, he realized that something was wrong, he put down his hand and looked at it: "... Okay?"
"You don't remember?" Fan Xiangyi leaned closer and stared into his eyes, "You took something back. , do you still remember?"
"'Take it back'?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Don't be a riddle person, speak clearly."
Fan Xiang looked at him and frowned, "Where is your memory?"
"I was enveloped by the grievances of the ghosts, and I died of cold and pain. The more clear parts are here." Fu Yan thought for a while, "Afterwards, there was only the impression of death and pain, and nothing else. Oh, are you here again? Save me? Thank you."
Fan Xiangyi didn't want to hear this alienating tone: "You don't have other feelings?"
"Other feelings? For example?"
"For example, one of your main souls has returned to your body! Fan Xiangyi raised his hand, pointing to his chest, "It's the power of this master soul that repaired your hand! Don't you feel anything else?"
"...No." Fu Yan slowly pushed his hand away. Hand, "I don't understand what you are talking about. What is the main soul, what is in my body, am I lucky that I didn't become a dual personality?"
Fan Xiang squinted his eyes.
"I seem to have said, please don't enter my house without my knowledge. It seems that you didn't agree with this suggestion. It's a pity." Fu Yan avoided the big guy who was blocking the bed, and got out of bed and opened the window to probe Looking at it, "Oh, this is really my home. So the task of the game world has been completed? Cen Yi is quite good."
Fan Xiangyi: "He is good?"
"It's not that I'm strong. Anyway, I didn't realize it in the end, I must have won again, right?" Fu Yan turned to look at him, then turned and walked towards the door of the room, "I guess you don't want to waste time talking to me. Story, I'll go to them to ask about the situation, you can do it yourself."
He walked to the door, just put his hand on the doorknob, and a big palm passed over his right shoulder and pressed it on the back of the door.
"If you don't ask, how do you know if I want to talk to you or not?" Fan Xiangyi said in a deep voice, "Stop pretending. You were not so bold when you talked to me before."
Fu Yan: "..."
"If you pretend, I will go and tear up Qi Yingfei and his Wanhun banner. He has held your main soul for so long, and I have long disliked him. Now that the main soul has returned, there is no need to be concerned." Fan Xiang said, "Oh, And Yang Xilian."
Fu Yan finally said, "I gave it to them, so there's no need to find fault with them."
"You admit it."
Fan Xiangyi grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, "You fucking recover. Does the memory still want to deceive me?"
"Not much, just had a dream, a little messy content. It's not real, it's not like my experience." Fu Yan felt that he was about to be caught by his gaze, so he turned his eyes away subconsciously, "Wake up. I was scared by you, so I forgot about it."
"You look me in the eyes and say." Fan Xiangyi squeezed his chin and forced him to look directly at himself, "Answer me, what do you remember?"
Fu Yan was pressed against the back of the door by him, unable to move, so he had to reply: "I dreamed that I was an emperor and died of illness at a young age. Later, when I met you, you said your name was Fan Xiangyi."
"And then?"
"No And then." Fu Yan looked into his eyes and said calmly, "Just remember it here. Or I forget it after I wake up."
"After so many years, you remember a beginning?" Fan Xiang said, "You just forget it. Just remembering that you were the emperor, do you remember who you were with me and what you did?"
"I don't remember." Fu Yan said with a sullen face, "Why, did I make a big mistake in my past life, forcing me to tear my soul to pieces, and then go to reincarnation to be an ordinary person?"
"If you made a big mistake Wrong, I'll let you run away easily? I'm so worried about you that I took advantage of you, you're really someone who does big things..." Fan Xiang was unhappy, but he probably felt that Fu Yan didn't remember it. It's boring to say these things, so the conversation changed, "You also said that you had a dream last time with Yang Xilian, what is the content?"
Fu Yan didn't expect that he still remembered this, so he had to answer: "The front is her death experience. , after she met me, and then I captured those enemies for her to play with, it was as simple as that."
Fan Xiang became angry when he heard it: "Remember me and remember her name, but remember her. After memorizing it from beginning to end, you really can!"
Fu Yan said casually, "It might have something to do with her keeping that spirit in her body."
"She... scoff." Fan Xiangyi wanted to dissing Yang Xilian a few words, but After thinking about it, she was unwilling to let Fu Yan think about her behavior, and finally all the comments turned into a disdainful tone.
Fu Yan pushed his hand: "Can you let go of me?"
Fan Xiangyi only then let go of him. Fu Yan touched the chin that had been pinched for a long time, and when Fan Xiang saw the red mark he had pinched, he panicked in his heart, but he couldn't say it outright, and the words came to his mouth: "Are you saying that? Asking for trouble? Become so weak..."
"I'm weak, I'm happy, you take care of me."
"I don't care about you, you have already died eight hundred times! It's hard to find you, if I hadn't been careful. , I'm going to miss it again!" Fan Xiang said, "Didn't you say, don't come to your house without your knowledge? Well, I'll let you know now, I live here too, you may see me anytime, anywhere. Do you understand?"
Fu Yan declined to comment on what a robber like him said.
Although he didn't remember everything about this guy, Fu Yan had a feeling that it was useless to argue with him. With one power down, Brahma Xiangyi will not listen to anyone if he wants to. If he obeyed someone's arrangement, it must be because he wanted to.
"You really..." Fu Yan was speechless, wondering how he had caused such a calamity before. With a boss like Fan Xiangyi, it is very reasonable that he would have escaped before.
Fu Yan asked: "You never thought about it, I became so weak on purpose, just wanted to miss you?"
Fan Xiang said, "I thought about it."
Fu Yan was stunned: "Then you still..."
"You now I don't have a complete memory, I won't discuss this with you, you will be qualified to talk to me about this topic when you recover all your memories." Fan Xiangyi looked into his eyes, as if to express some emotion, but his words remained calm, "In the Before this, your task was to live well and repair all your souls."
"What if I don't want to repair it?"
"I can't help you." Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows, "The game world you randomly came to has a high probability of having you. In the world of souls, you are attracted to each other. As long as you come to these worlds, you will easily merge."
"I am relatively lazy."
"That's really different from before, but it's okay." Brahma Xiang As soon as he continued to block his way, "I'll go with you anyway. Let you lie down and win once or twice, there's no difference."
"..." Someone rushed to take him to fly, and Fu Yan was speechless.
After a while, he suddenly remembered something: "Wait, did the soul that Yang Xilian gave me merge with me? Or did I miss this part too?"
Fan Xiangyi: "...
"I'll go right now. Tear up that book! "
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