At the critical moment, the truth that Li Ao guessed was really shocking.
Yang Yanmao's face showed a human expression of astonishment, and her face was full of disbelief.
But seeing that Li Chuan's words were conclusive and coherent, and sounded very reasonable, she had no choice but to believe it.
He quickly asked what was going on.
"Your birth is most likely the result of the Demon Cult trying to invade the palace and causing some chaos.
At that time, in order to stop her, His Majesty stuffed the soul of a cat into her body through some mistake.
I didn't expect you to survive, but I didn't expect that your soul would be stained with the power of flesh and blood, and you would survive with the help of weirdness. "
Li Fan continued to give a guess that surprised Yang Yan.
"Of course, it is also possible that all of this is just an accident. Neither the Demon Cult nor your father truly grasps the secrets of these extraterrestrial objects and real objects, let alone the relationship between the soul and the true self.
But now, someone has obtained a way to stimulate the remnant soul of the immortal corpse from other places, thereby summoning the saint, causing Shuangmei to feel...
If I guessed correctly, what she feels now is a sudden awakening, like waking up from a hangover, with an extra life experience and memory that she has never had before out of thin air! "
"How did you know?" Yang Yan asked.
Li Fan didn't answer.
But he firmly believed that his guess was true.
As for why you know?
Of course it’s because I have experienced it myself!
Just above the wedding banquet in Hujiazhuang!
"We don't have that much time now. We have to find Shuangmei as soon as possible. Otherwise, if people from the Demon Cult find her first, it may very well lead to the destruction of the entire world!"
"That's right, the concept of the Demonic Cult includes the end of the world and the catastrophe.
The birth of the Wusheng Old Mother will definitely bring about tremendous changes to this already dilapidated world.
It just couldn't bear it anymore. "
Yang Yan could only temporarily suppress the curiosity and doubts in her heart and said to him.
"I'm afraid the only thing that can be used right now is the Fuqi Magic Brush."
Li Fan hurried out and said to Yang Yan.
“Although this thing has pitfalls, it doesn’t matter so much at the critical moment.
Take it with you first and rush to the headquarters prison.
By the way, gather your subordinates and search together! "
…
At this moment, in a wasteland outside the city, a figure was walking alone.
At this time, there was no one in the officialdom. Due to the great disaster some time ago, every household wore sackcloth and mourned, and paper money was scattered everywhere. It is still scattered all over the ground.
When the wind blows, the white paper flies, making people's scalp numb for no reason.
In this desolate and sad atmosphere, this man staggered, looking like a zombie that had been rotting for a long time but had just been resurrected.
But if you look closely, you will see that she is an unparalleledly beautiful woman wearing gorgeous clothes.
The fair face was full of doubts.
"who I am?
Where do I come from?
Why am I here? "
This confused and lonely woman is surprisingly Shuangmei who possesses the physical body of Princess Zhuang Ning.
She seemed to have lost her memory at the moment, completely forgetting the fact that she was once a cat.
"Uh...meow!"
Suddenly, Shuangmei covered her head, with a look of pain on her face.
A flash of memory suddenly flashed through her mind, and many chaotic fragments flashed back, reflecting the scenes of playing and playing in Hou Men's deep mansion.
The mistress of the big white cat, the handsome and heroic man...
There are also considerate maids, comfortable cat houses, exquisite toys, delicious food...
Everything is driving her to go back.
The unfamiliar environment made Shuangmei restless.
Her figure began to fade away, and she unconsciously wanted to escape from here and return to a place where she felt safe.
But in the blink of an eye, more distant memory fragments emerged.
The deep underground palace and the cold tunnel.
It's like a stone sculpture that has remained unchanged through the ages.
A woman with hair thousands of feet long and no hair on her body was lying in the dark abyss of void juice...
The murmuring sounds came like murmurs in sleep, layer upon layer, like waves drowning people.
"The Innocent Mother appears and saves the world with great compassion..."
"Mom, please show up quickly..."
Outside the underground palace, a group of people knelt down and prayed.
There were some people in colorful clothes who looked like leaders with frowning brows. They repeatedly sent out men to rush into the corridor, trying to find His true identity.
But sometimes it only takes a moment, and sometimes it lasts for days or more than a month.
There will always be some skinned, bloody corpses thrown out.
They seemed to appear out of nowhere and fall onto the open ground out of thin air.
The leaders just frowned and sighed secretly: "Failed again."
But there was no regret at all, it was just the same as before.
Shuang's eyebrows were splitting in pain, and she wanted to tell those people not to enter the underground palace to harass her again.
There are also those people outside who are kneeling and praying. They are chattering all the time, which is very annoying to listen to.
She didn't know why she had such thoughts, as if her consciousness was connected with the woman deep in the underground palace.
Suddenly, Shuangmei's body shook.
Her eyes were confused, as if they had lost focus, staring into the depths of the void.
There, a pair of red and blood-colored eyes looked at him faintly.
No……
Those were not eyes, but a pair of bloody holes dug out!
The empty and lifeless cave made her feel panicked, and her desire to escape became even stronger.
But just when she was about to disappear from where she was, another strong instinct emerged, driving her to stop, continue walking, and stagger forward.
"Come back...come back!"
A voice spoke softly, like a demon that bewitched people's hearts.
…
"Sir, the death row prisoner you want is ready."
"Okay, hold on to this thing and don't move. No matter what happens next, don't let go.
If you survive this level, I will make the decision to set you free. "
On the other side, Zheng Zheng, the cell of the Suppressing Demon Division,
Li Fan asked people to prepare everything he wanted, then took out the Fuqi magic pen and ordered the death row prisoners to cooperate.
"I won't be fooled by you. This thing looks dangerous, but it's just a scapegoat!
The worst case scenario is death! "
The death row prisoner is not stupid either. He blatantly refused and even laughed at Li Kuan.
Li Fan frowned and glanced at Zhang Ergou.
Zhang Ergou understood and immediately shouted: "Here, bring the oil pan in!"
This thing is a torture device from hell.
Tough guy, right?
You're smart and don't want to be fooled, right?
Fry it in a pan and see how long you can stay strong!
After a moment, shrill screams rang out from inside.
"Please, sir, please forgive me. I will cooperate. I will cooperate!"
"Isn't it okay to be so good earlier?"
Li Ao snorted coldly, but he could only accept the reality of the delay.
Now he only hopes that Shuangmei won't use the magic domain one after another and escape too far.
