Volume 1: Life is Like First Love Chapter 161: Lost Memories!

  "Come and take it from me,"... Su Ming paused for a moment before suddenly speaking up.

  The words shocked him, leaving He Feng completely stunned. His mouth agape, it took a while for him to recover. Immediately, his expression turned tense and fearful. Hurriedly, he explained: "Master... this... I, your humble servant, didn't do anything wrong. Before I fainted, I was still fighting for you..."

  "Take it if you want to take it, don't say more!" Su Ming looked at He Feng with a cold gaze. His expression seemed indifferent, but in fact he was secretly observing He Feng's reaction.

  He Feng still looked at Su Ming with a dazed and bitter smile, hesitated for a moment, then knelt down to the ground with a thud, his eyes dry but still shining.

  "Master, I was wrong! I really was wrong! Master, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again next time."

  Su Ming's eyes gleamed as he felt the tension and fear in He Feng through their spiritual connection. There was no joy in this.

  "The master, this cannot be abandoned. If the servant abandons the master, it is equivalent to the master being erased... I... if you are erased by me, I will not survive either... This is myself killing myself..." He Feng was at a loss for words for a moment.

  "It's not that I'm letting you completely give up. When I tell you to stop, you can stop." Su Ming said slowly, this matter was very important to him, it decided whether he would walk into the entrance next and face the old ancestor of Yan Mountain.

  He must be familiar with the process of seizing and letting go, to see if he can find a way here to give himself some confidence before making a gamble.

  He chose Kazefū after careful consideration as well.

  "Master, I've never given up either, I just know the method"... "Life"... Are you sure you want to try? The wind hesitated for a moment. Seeing Su Ming nodding, he gritted his teeth and didn't dare resist. His spiritual body flashed, transforming into a faint light that rushed straight towards Su Ming's brow... In an instant, it touched Su Ming's forehead... The faint light flickered, as if it had melted in.

  Su Ming's body shook slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

  "Master……… Master,……’’ The voice echoed in Su Ming's mind, he opened his eyes to a world shrouded in mist. Only the area within ten zhang of where he was standing was clear, while outside the mist churned and rolled with muffled rumbling sounds echoing through it.

  "This is the master's mind, it's also where the first step of possession will appear." A gentle and cautious voice came, Su Ming turned his head to see Feng's spirit body beside him.

  Its spiritual body exuded a sense of oppression that made Su Ming somewhat uncomfortable. He lowered his head to look at himself and was taken aback.

  At this moment, he no longer had a physical body, but a faint, weak glow. However, deep within this glow was a thread that connected to the spiritual body of He Feng, giving Su Ming a feeling that as long as his mind stirred, He Feng would immediately die a violent death.

  Apart from this line, Su Ming also saw another object. This object was somewhat blurry in the faint glow of his divine sense, and even Su Ming himself had to carefully feel it before he could perceive it.

  "This morning, ... Su Ming's eyes were fixed on it, and as soon as he focused his attention, he felt a sense of being drawn into the faint glow, right next to that blurry object."

  It is a black stone block, surrounded by a faint halo that makes it difficult for people outside to see clearly.

  "It was it..." ... As soon as Su Ming saw the stone, his mind was shaken, causing the dim light to flash violently, startling He Feng beside him.

  He was terrified that Su Ming might accidentally touch the line inside his spiritual cord and die here, which would be too unjust.

  Su Ming gazed at this stone, an object that had accompanied him for many years, always hanging around his neck. He never thought he would see it here.

  Hesitated for a moment, Su Ming tried to get close again, but just as he became aware of the stone slab touching him!

  "Brother...... Brother..."

  "Brother"... "I can feel it..."... "Brother..." The familiar woman's voice strongly echoed in Su Ming's mind at this moment, causing his body to tremble.

  This sound, as if buried in his mind for a long time, cannot be erased, and the past dreams have always given him a vague and distant feeling, but now this sound is strong, just like it's right in front of him.

  It's unknown how long had passed when Su Ming regained consciousness and left the stone beside the faint glow, remaining silent for a very long time.

  "Master......", he said with a tense tone, his voice barely above a whisper.

  "Let's begin." Su Ming said calmly.

  "It's the 'master', I'm also entering someone else's sea of consciousness for the first time, but the master's sea of consciousness is not quite like mine... how can there be so much fog..." He Feng looked around cautiously, afraid that Su Ming would misunderstand, and after hesitating for a moment, he looked at Su Ming.

  "Master, taking over is actually quite simple. I just need to devour the soul of the person being taken over." ...However, don't worry Master, how could a lowly person like me dare to devour? Merging is the same way...

  "Alright." Su Ming nodded.

  "The little man is getting arrogant." He Feng gritted his teeth, and his spiritual body rushed towards Su Ming. Just by looking at his respectful appearance, it didn't seem like he was there to snatch anything. As He Feng's spiritual body approached Su Ming, they quickly came into contact with each other. He Feng's body trembled, while Su Ming's consciousness was violently shaken.

  He felt like a thunderbolt in his consciousness, and then the fog around him suddenly rolled violently, with a deafening roar that shook heaven and earth.

  As the mist rolled, Su Ming and He Feng's spiritual bodies merged in a fusion that wasn't an engulfing but a blending of their consciousness, indistinguishable from each other. If this continued, what would eventually appear wouldn't be He Feng or Su Ming, but a third entity born from their combined consciousness.

  Su Ming felt a weakness within himself in this fusion, as if he could disappear at any moment. But at this moment, he was not paying attention to these things and instead stared at the fog outside.

  He clearly saw that the fog outside was constantly rolling, and a part of it became thinner, gradually dispersing more than half of this thin fog, revealing the hidden dynamic scenes and memories under the fog.

  He saw himself and Nan Tian entering the secret path, he saw himself climbing to the top of Andong Mountain, he saw himself sleeping on a desolate mountain peak under a bloody moonlit sky.

  Memories like flowing water, one drop at a time, were pouring out in front of Su Ming.

  Xian saw the refining and wind, saw a battle with Han Fei Zi, saw in his own calm meditation that the pursuit of the outside world and the mysterious wheel was approaching.

  He saw the scene of Han Shan Castle, he saw the scene of Fang Mu sending herbs, he saw the scene of his injuries recovering after capturing Fang Mu...

  Memories kept reverberating, until in some flowing scenes, Su Ming remained sitting in the cave healing his wounds, motionless.

  "Master... I won't be able to hold on..." ...If this continues, we'll really merge!' The anxious voice of He Feng echoed within Su Ming's consciousness.

  "There's something in your spiritual team too!! The more I merge, the more rejection occurs... What is this... It... it's sucking me in..." Ah...... The gentle voice suddenly became terrified, as if encountering an unbelievable and frightening thing.

  Su Ming's consciousness was shaken. He could feel the terror of He Feng, and it was also the first time he discovered that the stone in his spiritual body had an increasingly strong suction force, but it wasn't sucking himself in, rather it was absorbing He Feng to merge with him!

  A portion of consciousness was diverted to suppress the stone's suction, Su Ming's weak but firm voice entered He Feng Ling's body.

  "Continue."

  "Master"..."I"..."this"......'

  "Go on!"

  He didn't dare to speak, but trembled with fear and continued to merge. At this moment, he was extremely regretful and afraid to the extreme. He didn't know what was inside Su Ming's team that gave him a feeling of horror that he had never experienced in his life. He had a premonition that if things went on like this, he would lose everything completely without Su Ming having to kill him.

  Su Ming gazed out at the mist outside, and after it dissipated, memories appeared in a series of meditation scenes, followed by new changes.

  It was a stormy day, several vultures were circling in the sky, and on the mountain slope lay a man who seemed to be dead. The vultures hesitated for a long time, one of them suddenly fell down, landed on the body of this person, and when other vultures came, this seemingly dead person suddenly grabbed the vulture's neck.

  He opened his eyes.

  The scene changed again, this time it was still a thunderstorm, not daytime but night. A burst of lightning flashed by, and suddenly a huge crack appeared in the air.

  This crack is like an open mouth, revealing a sinister atmosphere. Its appearance makes the rainwater in the sky suddenly stop in mid-air, and even the lightning stops moving, suspended in the air without any movement.

  Su Ming tensed up, he forgot everything at this moment, and the scene in front of him became the only one!

  In the dark crevice, a figure struggled to crawl out. The figure was covered in blood. At the moment he appeared, Su Ming saw him by the light of the stationary lightning. He had his eyes open, and the glint in them was sorrowful.

  He fell from the sky with a sad smile, rolled down from the mountain top, and was stuck by a large stone halfway up the mountain, lying there motionless.

  This figure is Su...

  "Master, I..." "I..." "...can't go on!" The scene in the fog changed once again. This time, a pitch-blackness appeared, as if it was not any land or sky.

  Just then, He Feng let out a miserable cry, and the mist in front of Su Ming immediately changed from thin to thick, and the scene disappeared.

  The ten-zhang empty space suddenly expanded to fifteen zhang in size, and Feng Ling's body shrank to one side, looking very weak. He gazed pitifully at Su Ming, his eyes still filled with terror.

  "If I persist, I'll definitely die"... Fortunately, it's just fusion, not devouring... Otherwise... The wind body trembled slightly, and in his heart, he thought to himself: At this moment, looking at Su Ming, he didn't know what to say.

  Su Ming nodded silently for a moment towards He Feng.

  "Thank you, we... ...let's go."

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