Chapter 442 The Past

Although it is just an illusion, I don’t know how long it will take for people to experience it if they find a way to turn it into an illusion.

But with the hallucination, there is a glimmer of hope. Zhuge Yuan can live instead of dying!

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and crossed Zhuge Yuan's body. Naturally, he couldn't touch it, but this still made Li Huowang couldn't help but feel even more excited.

This pressure made Li Huowang sweat profusely and his face turned red.

"Boss Hongzhong, what are you doing? Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I will leave." Bei Feng looked at the earth-shaking battle situation in the distance, and the expression on his face seemed a little eager to try.

Li Huowang retracted his mind, first glanced at Bei Feng who was talking next to him, and then glanced at the two sides fighting in the distance.

Although Dou Lao went back, neither Zuo Wangdao nor Jian Tiansi had any intention of stopping, and the fight became more and more fierce.

A pair of dragon horns poked out from behind the crown of Emperor Daliang, and the four dice, with the help of other Zuowangdao, sat cross-legged on the ground and did not know what game they had set up.

Li Huowang withdrew his gaze, quickly sank his body into the ground, became invisible, and gradually exited the swaying Daliang Palace.

"Taoist priest, why are you leaving? Didn't you say you want to get some cultivation techniques from Bei Feng?"

Hearing this, Li Huowang sneered, "He has some shitty cultivation technique. It's fake. It's just released to catch people's minds."

Following Doulao's previous troubles, there were only a few good places in Shangjing City. Looking at it, it was a mess, as if it had experienced a major earthquake.

Li Huowang rode an ownerless horse and galloped towards his yard.

When he arrived home, at the door of the sloping house, he saw Mantou sitting on a crooked tree with his tail between his legs and shivering in fear.

Li Huowang rushed into the yard first, quickly picked up the necessary luggage, then reached out to pick up the dog, and rushed towards the east city gate.

After leaving the city and running for nearly ten miles, Li Huowang stopped in front of a waterfall with green mountains and green waters.

At this time, Zhuge Yuan's expression was a little solemn, and he had no intention of enjoying the scenery at all. "Hey, I wonder if all the Qingjuns in Daqi would be okay without Xiaosheng here."

"Okay, Brother Zhuge, you are like a mud bodhisattva who is crossing the river. You can't save yourself, so just hold on to yourself first. I don't know if you heard me before I died, but I will tell you my plan again."

Li Huowang told Zhuge Yuan in detail how he planned to resurrect the other party.

After hearing these words, Zhuge Yuan began to think deeply. He thought very seriously and slowly.

After a long time, he frowned slightly and shook his head slightly. "Brother Li, I don't think this method will work."

"Huh?! Why?"

"Yes, Xinsu can indeed do whatever he wants, but Xiaosheng is a living person, a living person, and don't forget, Xiaosheng is not a mortal, Xiaosheng has a careless heart."

"Even if you have achieved great success in cultivation, you are still from the heart generation. No matter how strong your innate heart is, you can't create a heart."

"Yes!" Li Huowang's decisive words made the five hallucinations look at him.

"Brother Zhuge, I think, therefore I am, you have no idea how strong Xin Su is! What Bei Feng said before actually hid part of it. Xin Su's innate energy is indeed from the same origin as that side of Dou Lao's sun."

"But what he deliberately concealed was that Doulao, who is in charge of truth and falsehood, is not born with the laws of heaven!"

When Li Huowang said this, he lowered his head to look at his clenched fists and said excitedly: "This is something more powerful than Siming. By then, let alone giving you a physical body directly, I will just follow Pangu to create the world again." Why not!"

Looking at Li Huowang in front of him, Zhuge Yuan showed a trace of worry on his face. "Brother Li, where did you know this?" He was very sure that Li Huowang definitely didn't know this when he came to Xingdao to find him.

Li Huowang was stunned by these words, and the excitement on his face gradually calmed down, "I remembered some things, some things about the past, some things about me being a Hongzhong in Zuowangdao."

"Huh?!" Zhuge Yuan looked very surprised.

A wry smile appeared on Li Huowang's face, "I don't want to accept those realities, but the facts are right in front of me. I, Li Huowang, am Hongzhong."

"If Bei Feng cooperates with me, it makes sense, but what about the memories in my mind? What about the magical powers I suddenly gained?"

As he said this, Li Huowang's face kept changing its appearance, and finally settled on the red color.

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Huowang's heart suddenly ached. He was a Hongzhong student, which meant that there had never been any high school students, and there had never been any reality.

When the master's wife of Anci'an met for the first time, she told herself that she was right, that she was from this world, and that all the messy things in her mind were just Hongzhong's disguised illusions from beginning to end.

When he thought that Yang Na and his mother were both fictitious, Li Huowang's soothed heart became even more painful.

"Hmm, wait a minute, Brother Li, something's not right, something's not right, let me think about it." Zhuge Yuan put his hands behind his back and began to wander back and forth.

After walking back and forth for several steps, Zhuge Yuan looked at Li Huowang again and said, "Brother Li, don't jump to conclusions yet. You may not be Hongzhong."

"If it's just a very clear memory, that's all. But how do you explain this? Where did my magical power of sitting and forgetting come from? And"

Having said this, Li Huowang quickly checked his direction, quickly mounted his horse and ran towards the east for several miles, finally stopping at a roadside noodle shop.

He walked in quickly, and before the stall owner could speak, Li Huowang showed his blushing face.

After seeing this square face, the smiling stall owner's expression changed instantly. He immediately took out a red mahjong tile from behind, held it in both hands and raised it respectfully to Li Huowang.

Li Huowang wiped his hands, and the mahjong piece quickly split into two halves. He raised the front half and showed it to Zhuge Yuan. There are five characters the size of a pet's head, red in red, Li Huowang.

"Do you see? This is the spy I made six years ago. I know this is hard to accept, but these ironclad facts prove that I am Hongzhong. I don't want to escape now, because escape is useless."

"No, that's not right." Zhuge Yuan shook his head more often, "You are not Hongzhong, you were just replaced by others, just like Daqi and Daliang. Originally, it was true that Daqi would dominate the world, Daliang This kind of distraction in the world is fake, but like you, it has been changed into the past history."