Chapter 445 You Are Me

There are not many opportunities to fight like this. Han Fei has fought a lot in the five years in the blank land, but since she woke up, she has not had many opportunities to fight. Now, this kind of fight just gives her a chance to stretch her muscles, so she is very excited. .

Sonorous sounds could be heard in the air from time to time. Brother Armor attacked Han Fei very persistently. He was not afraid of pain and could stand up again no matter where Han Fei hit him, like an invincible Xiao Qiang.

Slowly, Han Fei has touched the key points of Brother Armor's attacks. They almost always repeat the same pattern, like a programmed machine.

The moment Han Fei turned around, she used all her strength to throw out the big knife, and inserted it straight into Brother Armor's head, fixing the entire armor on the head to the wall, and the rest of the body was also It collapsed with a crash.

Han Fei sat down on the ground, panting from exhaustion, and her hair was wet with sweat. But in addition to being tired, Han Fei also felt a burst of heartiness, and the feeling of release all over her body was so good.

At this moment, a burst of applause sounded.

Han Fei jumped up from the ground like a carp, and assumed an attacking posture again. Staring eagerly ahead, she was surprised to see a white shadow slowly forming in the air.

It was an old man with a beard.

His eyebrows were shrewd and he was wearing soft armor. He looked like a soldier and a businessman, which was very strange.

"I know that even after all this time, Your Majesty is still very skilled. I can't match him."

Han Fei reacted immediately, "It's you! The one who is guiding me!"

"Yes, exactly down there."

"Who are you?!"

The white and almost transparent shadow suddenly knelt down half-kneeling, put a fist on his chest, and said in a deep voice: "The last general Xiahou Xiong is here to greet your majesty. Your majesty has finally returned."

Han Fei was startled, clenched her fists, and said, "Is that dream real?"

Xiahou Xiong slowly raised his head and said directly: "Your Majesty already knows that it was not a dream."

Han Fei swallowed and wanted to escape, but her reason did not allow her to escape. She said, "What is sealed here is my memory?"

"Yes, it is your memory, Your Majesty."

Han Fei slowly exhaled a breath, and in an instant, she suddenly understood.

She is a lonely soul living in this body. She comes from the 21st century and is a lonely soul that has traveled through time.

However, the original owner of this body is Han Fei in this world.

Could it be that... the reincarnation of the goddess is this Han Fei, not herself? Is it Han Fei who existed in this world but was deprived of her body?

After understanding this, Han Fei's body was a little shaky. She suddenly felt panicked and poked Taobao desperately.

"Taobao! Tell me, is the goddess they have been looking for the original person? Where is the original person now? I am not a goddess, am I?"

Taobao did not respond.

"Taobao! Speak! Is the original identity the reincarnation of the goddess? Tell me!"

After a while, Taobao finally spoke, but he said something with unclear meaning.

"Host, you are Han Fei, Han Fei is you."

Han Fei was startled, as if she understood, but also seemed confused.

Xia Houxiong stood up, made a gesture to Han Fei, and said: "Your Majesty, please come with me."

Han Fei lowered his head, and finally slowly raised his steps and followed Xia Houxiong.

They were walking forward, and Xiahou Xiong acted as the leader, leading Han Fei slowly to a large hall, and this hall perfectly replicated the hall in the dream. On top of the throne, there were Holding a brocade box.

Xiahou Xiong stopped and said: "Your Majesty, your memory is the most precious thing I keep."

Han Fei stood in front of the throne and looked at a brocade box placed there. She was in a trance for a moment, as if she could still see a woman in red sitting on the throne, lying lazily and looking at her.

Han Fei shook her head and shook away the illusory scene in front of her.

She resolutely stretched out her hand to pick up the brocade box, but when her fingertips touched the brocade box, a burst of light exploded, forcing her to cover her eyes. The light gradually slowed down, and in front of Han Fei , the woman in red appeared, the woman who looked exactly like her, but was more noble and generous.

The red lips parted slightly, and a voice like an oriole slowly overflowed.

"You came……"

Han Fei was startled, and her heart swelled, as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

"Who are you……"

Han Fei couldn't help but ask.

The woman in red slowly floated down, sat on the throne, looked at Han Fei quietly, and said softly: "I am you."

"No, no, I'm not..."

"What are you denying?"

"I'm not you, I'm not a goddess."

"Why are you afraid of your own identity? Is it because you have lost your memory?"

"No, you are mistaken. Your reincarnation is this body, not my soul!"

Han Fei was frightened and uneasy, and at the same time resisted strongly.

She refused to admit that she was the reincarnation of the goddess because she was afraid that her own personality would be denied, and the traces of her past life and the memory of Han Fei's existence would be erased. She was afraid that she would no longer be like herself.

That feeling was like killing myself.

"You're uneasy."

The woman in red said directly.

"I……"

"When I separated my memories, I once thought about whether I would refuse to be myself later on."

"no no!"

"And now, it's just like what I guessed back then."

Han Fei's face turned pale. She took a step back and wanted to turn around to search for treasure, but the next words of the woman in red made her stop.

"If you leave, everything will be lost."

Han Fei stopped and said in a trembling voice: "No! No way!"

"Their faith, the strength of the Nine Armies, the power you are about to have, and Han Ling's love."

"Han Ling...?"

"Haha, Ling should be waking up soon. If you are not me, then he is not yours either."

Han Fei suddenly remembered the Qin Che named Han Ling in the dream.

"You know that, don't you? You should have met her, Xiaobai, Luo Yun and Qing Yin. They should all have appeared next to you."

"No... Qin Che..."

"Those who gather around you are all because you are me."

The ringtone of the woman in red's voice slowly came over, no matter how much she covered her ears, it was unavoidable and unavoidable.

Han Fei felt that her whole body was chilling, and even her soul was frozen. She wanted to reject such a voice, but she couldn't help but listen, scared and panicked.

Who is she?

Who is myself?

"Because... you are me, and now that you have become me, you will lose everything, everything."