"Are you awake?" Huo Yongfei asked, looking at the young man on the bed.
Lu Weigang sat up in bed, his eyes slightly dazed as he glanced around the room. It wasn't the same ruins as before. In a daze, he remembered.
"Am I unconscious?"
“Yes, if we sleep any longer it will be the next day.” After saying that, Huo Yongfei lowered his head again to fiddle with the array on the ground, “Xiao Ge…”
"Xiao Ge?"
"They've entered the illusion. Those disciples who went into the illusion for trials are said to have come out, but she seems to still have things to do."
"Xiao Ge..." Lu Wei covered his head; he was starting to feel dizzy again.
His eyes began to turn bloodshot, and for some reason, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had lost something important that he shouldn't have forgotten, yet his mind was blank, without a trace of anything he could recall.
"Where did Xiao Ge go?" He knelt on the ground, his body surprisingly agile, and suddenly moved forward.
Where to go?
"Tell me! Where is Xiao Ge?" He grabbed Huo Yongfei's head almost obsessively, pressing him to the ground. "Where is he? Tell me! What have you done to Xiao Ge?"
Song Huan glanced at the formation on the ground, then at the people who were fighting.
He recognized the man; he was under the guise of his senior sister Wen, and should be the demon god who had possessed Qiao Yu and was barely clinging to life.
Now that he has accompanied his senior sister down the mountain, he should have found his original body. His current body fits him well, but it seems like something is missing.
“In the illusion.” Song Huan sighed and restored Huo Yongfei’s original array diagram. “Senior brother, you were wrong just now. I put it in the right position for you.”
After saying that, Song Huan lowered his head again and continued looking at his own work.
Are you talking about my Xiao Ge?
"Yours..." Song Huan paused, then, without giving it much thought, said, "I guess so?"
"Where is the illusion?" Compared to Huo Yongfei, Lu Wei didn't know why she chose to believe this bookworm in front of her.
"Sigh!" Song Huan glanced longingly at the array diagram, then looked at the sky outside, and reached out to Lu Wei, "Give me a hand, and I'll go with you."
"Fine!" Lu Wei tugged at him but couldn't get him up. He tried again, but still couldn't get him up. After several unsuccessful attempts, he finally snapped, "Who are you! What do you want to do!"
"So that's how it is!" This time, Song Huan stood up on his own. He looked at Huo Yongfei, who was still lying on the ground, with no focus in his eyes, a blank voice, and movements like a rusty piece of wood: "Let's go! I'll go with you to find your Xiao Ge."
As his gaze swept over Huo Yongfei, he exclaimed in surprise, "Master..."
"Don't say it, it's unspeakable." Song Huan, who had already stepped out of the door, suddenly stopped, turned his back to him, and shook his head. "You reap what you sow."
"You reap what you sow..." Lu Wei also started chanting, and at this moment he was obsessed again.
This time, his obsession was more complete than before. He wouldn't even think for himself; he could only react instinctively to what others said.
For example, right now, Song Huan's words have provoked him, and he keeps repeating the phrase "he brought this upon himself"...
"He brought this upon himself, he brought this upon himself, he cannot live, he cannot live, but he can live, he can live... I can live, I can live, how can I live? Live, live, Xiao Ge, Xiao Ge is dead..."
"Xiao Ge is still alive." Song Huan murmured, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and led him to the edge of the illusion. "Go in from here, and you'll find your Xiao Ge. Do you want to go in?"
Lu Wei looked at him, then at the door that existed in the void, and asked suspiciously, "Is Xiao Ge really inside? Xiao Ge seems to be dead."
"You're not dead. You're alive, so how could she be dead?"
Lu Wei remained silent.
He stared at Song Huan for a while, and when he saw him squat down again and rearrange the formation, he sat down as well.
"Aren't you going?"
"I'm scared." His voice cracked slightly.
"What are you afraid of?" Song Huan's tone was gentle, unlike when he spoke to Huo Yongfei earlier. After this long journey, he seemed to have become more human.
"If someone who has died comes back, is he still considered alive?" Lu Wei pointed to a pebble in the array diagram. "This, this is wrong, Xiao Ge, tell the past."
"Heh." Song Huan chuckled and burned the array diagram. "Just like this array diagram, if you think it's alive, then it's alive."
Lu Wei's lips were twitching; he seemed unable to smile, and his smile was eerie.
"You, Xiao Ge, are alive."
"If we don't go now, the living will become the dead." He muttered to himself, reaching out to touch the door. "I'm going even if you don't want to. Are you going or not?"
What are you going to do?
“Three of them, killing any of them is the same as killing them, and you can deny it even if you kill them.” Song Huan suddenly tilted his head, angrily stepping off him like a puppet, his arm falling to the ground.
"Tsk!" Song Huan's mouth didn't move, but the voice came from his body, "You brats, you're actually wary of me."
Lu Wei stared at him blankly for a while, then said, "There are many people on you."
"Yes!" Song Huan's tone was full of helplessness. "I've been so worried about these brats, but you've benefited from it all."
"I'm going to rescue Xiao Ge." He thanked him politely, pushed open the door, and went inside.
The snow in the illusion was heavier than outside, a vast expanse of white, lacking the beauty of a pear tree in the evening breeze described by poets and writers. Because of the snow disaster, many trees had been flattened.
If this isn't an illusion, it's probably going to be a year of disaster.
"Xiao Ge..."
The moment he stepped inside, the door behind him disappeared, meaning he had no way out.
But for him, the future seemed bleak.
"Xiao Ge, where are you? You said you would wait for me to save you, where are you?"
"Xiao Ge!" he shouted.
On a snowy day, his voice carried far, and in a daze, he seemed to have thought of something.
"Crow, golden crow..." He knelt on the ground, clutching his head, "Phoenix?"
"Yes, I'm here." Bai Yu shook off the snowflakes, transformed into human form, and floated down to his feet. "How well do you remember?"
Lu Wei looked at him blankly, the throbbing in her head worsening. "Do we know each other?"
"It's normal that you don't recognize me, because I'm not the same person I used to be." With that, he transformed back into his original form and flew into the sky.
It was a pure white snow phoenix, its tail covered in ice crystals, with only a tiny red core at the tip—its last remaining ember.
"I'm looking for Xiao Ge, you know..."
"Soon." Bai Yu landed back beside him. "Your Xiao Ge will be back soon, and my heart should be back too."
"Heart?" Lu Wei was stunned. He looked at the white-clad man's chest. "Can someone live without a heart?"
"You really have forgotten." Bai Yu sighed, grabbed Lu Wei by the collar, and flew into the sky. "Little Golden Crow, maybe you should come and provoke him too."
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