Chapter 105 Future Interstellar Dragon Aotian
Mu Lingnan's consciousness sank deeper and deeper.
She finally remembered that she was not a cat, she was a human... It seemed wrong, she was not a human either.
Fragments of memory came to her, flying past her eyes one by one. Countless colorful photos flashed through her mind and then turned into gray silence. She wanted to think more deeply, but her thoughts sank involuntarily into a deeper and darker seabed.
She finally closed her eyes again, letting her soul travel back and forth in the ocean of time and memory.
"roll."
She opened her eyes.
She was hiding timidly behind a young man. Where was this?
The younger, more impulsive, and irritable Elf Queen stood opposite the two small figures, her gaze as cold as water. She raised a finger slightly, wanting to teach this lowly half-blood who dared to offend her a lesson, but was stopped by the elder beside her. The elder whispered:
"Your Majesty, the people from the Celestial Clan..." are coming.
In this situation, we shouldn't go too far. It would damage the harmony between the two tribes. The elder hesitated to speak.
Thinking of the terms of the deal, the Elf Queen finally swallowed her anger. She glanced at the two young children with a look of deep disgust and coldly instructed the guards, "Keep an eye on them. There's no need to deliver today's meal."
It's just a meal. The elder thought so and stopped trying to stop the queen.
The sound of their footsteps gradually faded away. After a long while, Mu Lingnan finally heard her younger self's voice softly asking, "Brother, are they gone?"
The boy turned his head, his sharp features softening. He said, "Well, Acacia, don't be afraid. I will protect you."
"I believe in my brother." Little Mu Lingnan looked at the boy with extremely dependent eyes.
who is he
Mu Lingnan was confused. He had Cecil's silver hair as bright as moonlight, but he was not Cecil. He had Samuel's pointed ears, which were inherited from the elves, but he was not Samuel either. So who was he?
Mu Lingnan didn't know that at this moment, she was dependent on her younger self, but at the same time, she was able to overlook everything here from the perspective of her younger self, like a third party.
Is this her memory?
But her memory didn't include this place.
Mu Lingnan tried to recall, but she only remembered that Cecil took her to the Elf Empire Star when she was very young, but she could not remember the details no matter how hard she tried.
Is this really her memory?
Come to think of it, Mu Lingnan couldn't remember why she was afraid of the Elf Queen before.
Can memory also deceive people? Mu Lingnan thought so.
"Brother, I'm hungry."
The young me touched my flat belly, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes, and I pitifully tugged at my brother's clothes.
This voice also brought Mu Lingnan back to her senses. At the same time, a feeling of extreme hunger came from her stomach. She was so hungry, so hungry! She now felt like she could eat a whole cow, no kidding.
Mu Lingnan then noticed how skinny both her younger self and the familiar yet unfamiliar young boy were. She had no idea how old she was at that moment, and her memories of her childhood were hazy, but she only needed to glance at their exposed wrists to see the thin layer of skin clinging to the bones, a startling sight.
But just looking at their faces, you would never tell that they are so thin.
Mu Lingnan's heart sank. She could see something vaguely unusual in this detail. Was it because... was she showing her face to someone?
Moreover, Mu Lingnan looked at the ignorant yet clear eyes of her younger self and further confirmed that she had no memory of her past life. She could be said to be a real child. This was a problem.
But she could do nothing but watch things unfold.
The boy frowned. Of course he heard what the queen said, but in fact, the servants only brought him a meal of clear soup every day, which was not enough for two half-grown children who were in the growth stage.
The brother and sister have been hungry for a long time.
He comforted his sister: "Be patient, soon, tomorrow at the latest, father will come to take us back."
He lied to his sister. He didn't know when their father would come to take them back. When they were very hungry, they would eat tree bark, grass leaves and soil on the ground. After all, they would not starve to death.
Xiao Mu Lingnan held back her tears and nodded heavily. Hope flashed in her eyes. She leaned her head against her brother's body and kept telling herself in her heart: I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry...
It seemed like this really worked, and she slowly became less hungry.
The brother and sister snuggled together and quietly endured this time.
Xiao Mu Lingnan was already drowsy, her eyelids kept fighting each other, and then she forced them open. Suddenly, a pain as if coming from deep in her bones suddenly swept through her whole body, and Xiao Mu Lingnan's face became even paler.
it hurts.
it hurts!
Mu Lingnan's expression twisted in empathy. How could it hurt so much? This feeling was like millions of ants crawling through your veins, burrowing into every inch of your flesh, gnawing at every bone. This pain was worse than the most cruel punishment in the world.
Brother, it hurts.
Xiao Mu Lingnan wanted to open her mouth, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't say a word. However, the boy was sensitive enough to notice the trembling little body beside him. His expression suddenly changed, and he pulled his sister into his arms, pulling down her collar. His heart trembled.
I saw that Xiao Mu Lingnan's collarbone was covered with layers of ominous dark lines, and one of them had even climbed up her neck.
How is this possible? I clearly...
The boy's hands trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly, unable to believe that if he allowed this damn mark to spread any further, his sister would not be able to bear it anymore.
No, he couldn't accept it.
The boy with one gold and one red eye looked at his sister's increasingly distressed face. He finally made up his mind and said to her, "Akassia, be good and wait here for your brother to come back."
Seeing his sister nod despite the pain, the boy gently parted the bushes where they were hiding with his hands, and while the guards were not paying attention, he quietly slipped into the weeds in another part of the cell.
There was only a tall and strong tree growing in the gloomy and dark cell, and there was dense grass as high as a person under the tree. The brother and sister did not like being stared at all times, so they often hid here.
In addition to this most conspicuous tree, there are several clumps of grass like this around. The cell is surrounded by solid walls, and deep in the ground are engraved magic patterns of imprisonment. There is no way these two children can escape.
The guards outside were not there to watch over the child, but to ensure that the child was not dead.
Mu Lingnan looked at the boy's suddenly disappearing back, and then looked at herself who was curled up obediently and extremely weakly waiting for her brother to come back. She took a tentative step forward, and she was able to break free from the constraints of her younger self.
The nerves all over her body still ached, but her intuition told her that she had to keep going.
So she stopped hesitating and followed the boy.
The boy squatted down under the cover of the bushes. He cut the tip of his right index finger with the sharp tip of his left fingernail, dipped the tip of his finger in the golden blood, and carefully drew a small magic circle on the ground.
The moment the last stroke was completed, the boy's thin figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Mu Lingnan, who had come here with great difficulty, was shocked to see this scene. As far as she knew, the magic patterns in the cells of the four tribes all had the function of imprisoning magic, and yet the boy could actually draw a teleportation array under such circumstances, and succeeded. This, this...
She had learned the principle of this magic pattern confinement in the "Magic Pattern Atlas" she had studied before. Its essence was to use the principle of element repulsion to expel the original elemental factors in the space, so as to achieve the magic-containment effect in the physical sense, and theoretically it could achieve 100% magic confinement.
But theory is only theory after all. Due to various errors in actual operation, the magic pattern with the highest accuracy can only suppress the activity of elements to 90%. For people below the Saint level, this is enough to turn them into ordinary people who cannot use magic power.
Mu Lingnan was certain that the boy was definitely not at the Saint level, otherwise he would have been suppressed like this by the Elf Queen. But this showed that the boy's affinity for elements was definitely over 90%.
Mu Lingnan only knew of one genius of this level, and that was Cecil. Cecil's affinity for the element of light reached a terrifying 99.9%, and he lived up to this talent and broke through the Saint level very early.
Could he be... Cecil?
Mu Lingnan didn't think any more about it. She endured the pain and reached out her hand. With her trembling fingertips, she tentatively touched the blood-stained teleportation array. Surprisingly, the teleportation array responded!
The teleportation array flickered slightly, and she was sucked into the array, with the world spinning before her eyes.
"You've made your decision."
A voice that couldn't be distinguished between male and female asked.
Mu Lingnan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure surrounded by a colorful halo standing in front of the boy. These words were exactly what this mysterious person said.
The boy's voice was terrifyingly calm. He asked persistently, "If I promise you, will my sister's strange illness be cured?"
The figure laughed and replied in a good mood: "I promise you, at least for her, I can do it."
"Then I agree." The boy looked at him seriously.
"Well, let's not think about it anymore," the figure asked in a half-seriously fake tone.
"I've run out of options. My sister can't wait any longer. I have no choice but to trust you. But if you dare to deceive me," the boy said sternly. Although he was still thin, no one dared to underestimate the weight of his words. "No matter who you are, I will let you know the price of deceiving me!"
The figure chuckled softly, "Then the contract is established."
The moment he finished speaking, time in the entire world paused, changed, and then started again.
When Mu Lingnan opened her eyes again, she had returned to her familiar home in the Celestial Clan. Young Cecil was holding her little hand, and they were walking slowly towards home under the glow of the setting sun.
The cold father in his memory was waiting at the door with an expressionless face, waiting for the brother and sister to come home.
All this...
Suddenly, her father looked in her direction. His face, which was as cold as stone, suddenly softened, and his clothes and expression changed little by little.
"Oh, my lovely little pudding, long time no see, do you miss me, your old father, who is alone in the empty house?"
Anderson's voice appeared in his ears. He looked no different from the last time Mu Lingnan said goodbye to him.
Mu Lingnan widened her eyes in shock: "You you you..." She kept saying "you" for a long time but didn't say anything.
"Hey, my little pudding, I haven't seen you for just a few days, don't you recognize your dear father anymore? I'm so sad."
That's what he said on the surface, but you can't tell from Anderson's expression.
"No, why are you here!"
Who are you? Where is my father?
Mu Lingnan was completely confused.
【Author’s words】
Counting on my fingers, this world is about to end again.
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