Douluo: Peerless Light.

Just when Qianchao CD was thinking about what to do in the next few days when Wang Dong recovered.

With a flash of silver light, Huo Yutong appeared beside him.

Huo Yutong, who had just stood there, glanced at Wang Dong who was sleeping in the dormant cabin, and was about to look away.

As a result, she suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

Where did the dress made of light magic on Wang Dong come from?
Suddenly, the way she looked at Qian Zhaoguang was wrong.

That look clearly said: Although I know you two used to be roommates, isn't it a bit outrageous for you to change her clothes?

How could Qian Chaoguang not know what was going on in his sister's mind, and quickly explained: "Don't look at me like this, the skirt was put on for her by the teacher. Although I am too familiar with the big goose, but this I still don't know how to do this kind of thing, if I really want to do it, I'll do it long ago!"

Huo Yutong snorted, took out a sofa, and supported him on it: "Is the removal of the thinking stamp smooth?"

"It went well, but it almost squeezed me dry."

Qian Zhaoguang spread out on the sofa in a very unimpressive manner, and threw two soul crystals into his mouth, chewing them like candy.

Although in theory, it would be better to hold it in your hand and absorb it with your spiritual sense.

But Qian Zhaoguang doesn't like to do this.

It is more ritualistic to chew it in your mouth and swallow it, and it is very convenient, without extra brains.

"This Tang San is really a bastard. Tiger poison doesn't even eat its eggs, so he can really kill it. I almost dug out every inch of Wang Dong's soul from head to toe, only then did I get rid of that disgusting beast. The thing is completely removed, like a soul parasite."

Huo Yutong moved Qian Chaoguang's body and placed his head on his white, round and elastic thigh.

Along with a rose-golden ray of light, the five fingers of her right hand were filled with blue radiance, and they pressed Qian Chaoguang's head regularly.

The ice-blue ice element power is mixed with soft spiritual power, and the two are perfectly combined.

Under Huo Yutong's control, the two forces were infused into the interior continuously through the acupuncture points, which quickly eased Qian Chaoguang's grinning expression.

Even his originally pale complexion quickly recovered a little rosy, with a little "human color".

"You're starting to chew your soul crystal dry again, isn't it time for you to say that others are wasting it?"

Huo Yutong complained in a low voice dissatisfied, but actually put the slender white fingers of his left hand into Qian Chaoguang's mouth, and pulled out a few soul crystals that hadn't been chewed.

With a casual crush, these fragments turned into a mass of pure soul power, which was slowly poured back into Qian Zhaoguang's body along her right hand.

Then she reached out and took out a neat box from a locker not far away by controlling the crane and catching the dragon, and carried out the transformation one by one.

"I'm tired, I really don't want to use my brain anymore, I waste it, I review it, and I will make up for the loss by myself in a few days." Qian Zhaoguang closed his eyes and muttered indistinctly, "Honey, I'm so hungry, I want to eat You cooked the meal."

Such a rare and straightforward address caused two red clouds to suddenly rise on Huo Yutong's face, and the hand that was conveying strength couldn't help shaking.

A ninth-level soul engineer's hands would actually shake.

If outsiders see it, they will definitely exclaim in disbelief.

"I'll cook it for you later. I just learned a few new dishes from the recipes given to me by the senior God of Emotions. It will be very helpful to improve your cultivation."

"I don't want to eat the recipe researched by Rong Nianbing, I just want to eat your grilled fish, the kind with burnt skin."

"...um, more cumin?"

"Sprinkle a lot!"

Three days later, in the secret space of the lower level of the scientific research department.

There are a few more things in the secret space now.

For example, a small wooden coffee table with a tea tray and a large and comfortable sofa.

A coffee pot that doesn't match the style of the coffee table, and exudes a strong aroma, and some miscellaneous objects.

oh of course.

There was also Qian Zhaoguang who was spreading out on the sofa and was controlling the Holy Light Tentacle to make coffee.

At a certain moment, an idea popped up in Qian Zhaoguang's mind.

The fat man named Li Zhengzhi, the master of the Magic Temple on the Holy Demon Continent, was right.

Magic is a real time saver and addictive.

Who wouldn't want to be a lazy dog ​​if they had no choice?
It is really tiring to be the king of rolls!
Taking advantage of this opportunity to treat Wang Dong, Qian Chaoguang also rested for three days after a long absence.

In the true sense of rest, apart from practicing the knife every morning, he did nothing for the past three days, just stayed in the secret space as a salted fish.

By the way, let's see how Wang Dong's soul recovers.

Not to mention, it feels really good to relax after a long absence.

Qian Zhaoguang even felt that his cultivation base was about to move, as if he was about to break through to the next level.

In front of him, the original dormant cabin had been put aside, replaced by a hospital bed and supporting monitoring equipment.

"Well, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw you eating and drinking in front of me."

While Qian Chaoguang was making coffee by himself, Wang Dong on the hospital bed moved his nose slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"What are you fussing about, it smells so good?"

"Don't be embarrassing, brother, not only have I not eaten, I haven't even had time to drink." Qian Chaoguang made an extra cup of coffee, "This is called coffee, do you want some?"

"of course."

Wang Dong Yigulu sat up from the hospital bed, and now he looks full of energy, and has completely recovered his vitality.

With a wave of Qian Zhaoguang's hand, a faint cold current blew by, and the scalding hot drink in the coffee cup in front of Wang Dong had already become warm enough to drink.

And his own cup turned into ice shards, and added a little ice water to dilute it.

As the ice-cold coffee entered the mouth, the slightly sourness contained the unique burnt aroma of coffee beans, which flowed wantonly between the lips and teeth, making Qian Zhaoguang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Years of hard work have not been in vain.

At least you can drink an iced Americano, right?

If there weren't so many subordinates looking for resources all over the continent, I guess I wouldn't be able to find wild coffee beans if I practiced to the limit of Douluo.

Seeing his drunk face, Wang Dong couldn't help picking up the cup in front of him, and took a sip.

"puff!"

Then?

Then Wang Dong sprayed it.

If it wasn't for Qian Chaoguang's quick response to activate a holy protection, it is estimated that this mouthful would spray him all over.

Wang Dong's expression was distorted, and he looked at Qian Chaoguang, who was grinning, "What kind of crap! It's bitter, sour and astringent! I suspect they're tricking me into taking medicine, and I already have evidence. "

"You didn't ask again, is it my fault?"

Qian Zhaoguang smiled and removed the holy protection, and pointed to the whipped milk on the table and a small pot of fine sugar next to it.

"Normal people can't accept pure coffee at the beginning. Nuo, there are milk and sugar over there, you drink it together. You can add twice as much milk to the rest, and it should meet your taste."

"Really?"

Wang Dong dubiously poured some milk into it.

The black coffee liquid, which was originally filled with yellow oil bubbles, suddenly changed, showing an attractive light brown color, and the scent it exudes is also richer and more fragrant.

"It doesn't seem too bad."

Wang Dong muttered, and began to add sugar to it again.

After three spoonfuls, she felt that it was almost done, so she wanted to start stirring.

Unexpectedly, Qian Chaoguang's face changed slightly in an instant, as if he saw something extremely bad, he said loudly: "Hurry up, add another spoonful of sugar! You can't add three spoonfuls! This is a taboo!"

"Huh? Why is this?"

Wang Dong was stunned.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened.

But out of trust in Qian Chaoguang, he still added another spoonful of sugar.

Only then did Qian Zhaoguang's face soften, and he said very seriously: "You can add as much sugar as you like, but the only thing that can't be three spoonfuls. This is an ancient legend that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years on the Douluo Continent--sugar Add three tablespoons, and you will die suddenly."

Wang Dong's face was suddenly chilled: "It's such a terrible legend, why haven't I heard of it before?"

Qian Zhaoguang looked at her with a caring expression on his face, and said in a low voice, "Silly boy, because you have never read a book before."

"Go away!"

Wang Dong suddenly lost his temper, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and drank the big cup of coffee that had turned into a latte in one gulp.

Not to mention, it tastes really good.

Now she is not angry.

When she looked at the opposite side, at some point, Qian Chaoguang had already straightened up her upper body, which was slumped on the sofa, and her sitting posture was much more correct.

There was still that familiar smile on the corner of his mouth.

But in the black eyes, the faint unbearable feeling can't be lingered.

Another cup of steaming coffee was placed in front of Wang Dong.

The gag is short-lived.

As a human being in this world, one must always look forward and face the dripping blood and the cruel truth.

After a brief silence, it was Wang Dong who brought up the matter on his own initiative.

"Zhao Guang, the thought seal you mentioned earlier is the one I saw before I fell into a coma. That disgusting thing?"

Qian Zhaoguang nodded slightly: "Yes, it took a lot of effort to take it out of your body."

"When I think about how my soul has been occupied and influenced by such a thing for so many years, I feel a chill."

Wang Dong sighed softly, the previous smile gradually dissipated, and his tone was kept as calm as possible.

"So, can you tell me now? My parents, who are they? Why did they implant such a thing in my body?"

Qian Chaoguang did not speak, but took out a mirror from the storage soul guide and placed it in front of her.

From the mirror, Wang Dong could clearly see his own face and those eyes that were forcibly suppressed.

"Mirror? Are you?"

"I don't know if you are aware that there is a mark of divine consciousness in your spiritual sea?"

"I know, why?" Wang Dong asked suspiciously, "Daddy and Daddy once said that if I was in danger, they would be able to sense it through this imprint and tear apart the space to save me. Is there any problem with this?"

"It's a big problem."

Qian Zhaoguang's right hand suddenly turned into a black crystal-like texture, and he touched her forehead with his index finger.

A dim trident symbol was suppressed by a Tower of Eternity, emerging from the center of Wang Dong's eyebrows.

"Before today, your thinking ability and perception ability have been affected by the thinking stamp."

Qian Zhaoguang said, pointing back at the image reflected in the mirror.

"Here is the seal formed by the sealing box, which is used to suppress the spiritual seal in your spiritual sea. And this trident symbol represents that spiritual seal."

"Trident"

Wang Dong raised his hand and touched his forehead.

There is no special feeling, as if there is nothing there.

She seemed to have vaguely guessed something, but she didn't dare to say it.

Qian Zhaoguang said in a deep voice: "Before, the thinking stamp has been affecting your subconscious mind, causing you to subconsciously ignore it. Now, you have regained complete thinking and logical ability."

"I think you should be clear about what this symbol represents and what it means. In the 1-year history of Douluo Continent, there is only one person who uses the trident as his symbol."

It was suddenly quiet here.

Neither of the two parties said a word, just sat quietly.

Until about two or three minutes later, Wang Dong suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile.

"So, my biological father is Tang San, the leader of the Shrek Seven Monsters and the patriarch of the Tang Sect 1 years ago, the Thousand-Handed Douluo Tang San who finally became the Sea God? My mother should be Soft Bone Douluo Xiao Wu."

Wang Dong's tone was very calm, without any ups and downs or waves.

Even a bit free and easy.

Qian Zhaoguang glanced at her in surprise, and said in surprise: "I thought you would be very surprised, and even prepared for you to pass out again, your reaction is not even as big as Qiu'er."

"I'm not that vulnerable."

Wang Dong smiled and shook his head, lowered his head and took a sip of the coffee without any buffer.

This black coffee is moistened without sugar and milk, the sourness hidden in the depths is so obvious, and the taste is so bitter.

"When you gradually removed the imprint of thinking for me, the effect of that suggestion on me gradually weakened. Under the intense pain of living through the years, what can I think about?"

"This operation that directly affects my soul can't even escape through a coma. I was awake during the whole process."

"Every time you drop the knife, the soul-splitting, piercing pain will be magnified several times, and it will reach my mind. However, I don't think it is unbearable."

"Physical pain, that's what it is. But psychological pain still really makes me feel like giving up on myself."

"During the operation, the only thing I thought about was who is my biological father? Why did he treat me like this?"

"Sea God's Trident, Clear Sky School, Ascension to Heaven Pavilion, Tang Sect, Clear Sky Hammer, the names of the big daddy and the second daddy, as well as my self-taught Xuantian Kungfu, all are evidences that I have directly ignored."

"Even though I don't want to believe it anymore, the truth of the matter still points to that man. The man I once worshiped fanatically and worshiped like a god."

"I admit that even if I regain my logical thinking ability, I'm still not a guy who is good at reasoning. Although I don't know why he did this, I know exactly what you were doing before."

Speaking of this, Wang Dong took another sip of the coffee in his hand.

This time, there seemed to be a unique aroma rising quietly amidst the bitterness and sourness.

"Thank you, I want money, you saved my life again."

Qian Zhaoguang took a sip of coffee as if nothing had happened, and said vaguely: "I don't, you think too much."

"Just pretend." Wang Dong sneered, "If you let this soul seal take root in my body, will I still be me in the future? You are a master of soul research, you know better than me. No matter what Say, I owe you at least two lives."

"There is nothing owed or owed." Qian Chaoguang waved his hands impatiently, "I'm in a hurry with you if you talk about this again!"

"Tsk, you still say I'm arrogant." Wang Dong smacked his lips, "By the way, you mentioned Qiu'er just now? What's wrong with her? Could it be that she knows about my own background before I do?"

".Theoretically speaking, it is like this." Qian Chaoguang paused, "By the way, did Qiu'er tell you about her life experience?"

"As I said before, the Emperor Auspicious Beast's three-eyed golden beast, she told me to keep it a secret. She said that you exchanged memories with her forcibly with Xiaotong a few years ago, and even shaved her mane. She must have I want revenge." Wang Dong shrugged his shoulders, "But you must have figured it out a long time ago, right? I'm thinking that there's no need to keep it a secret from you."

Qian Chaoguang: "...you really understand me."

"Who do you look down on? Anyway, we have known each other for almost ten years, okay?" Wang Dong rolled his eyes, "So what does this matter have to do with Qiu'er?"

"It's a big relationship." Qian Chaoguang took a deep breath, raised his hand and released a tranquility technique, "If I and Elder Yi hadn't set up a trap for Tang San, the relationship between you two wouldn't be the way it is now .”

"What would that matter?"

"the same person."

"Huh?" Wang Dong was really confused this time.

"To be precise, the two of you each have a part of the same person." Qian Chaoguang said frankly.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about a problem.

Whether or not to tell Wang Dong the truth of the matter completely and completely.

Compared to Qiu'er who was hardly affected by Tang Wutong's soul fragments, Wang Dong was the biggest victim.

After she suddenly learned the truth, her reaction might also be the greatest.

After contemplating for three whole days, Qian Chaoguang finally made up his mind to tell the whole story.

Things have already developed to this point, so there is no need to hide anything anymore.

Now that the soul contract has been signed, Wang Dong will have to face these sooner or later.

Seeing Wang Dong's bewildered look, Qian Zhaoguang felt a tinge of unbearability.

But soon, his heart hardened again, explaining: "In theory, Tang San and Xiao Wu are indeed your biological parents, but you are not their real daughter."

"Why is that?" Wang Dong frowned.

Qian Zhaoguang didn't answer her question directly, but instead asked, "Let me ask you, how long can you remember yourself at most?"

"Three years old, what's the matter?"

Wang Dong's blurted words stopped abruptly halfway through.

She herself noticed something was wrong.

My memory before the age of three does not exist at all, and the memory from the age of three to six is ​​extremely clear. I can even recall what I was doing at a certain point in a certain day.

But what is unbelievable is that the memory from the age of seven onwards, that is, from living in the Haotian School to the present, the closer to the age of seven, the more blurred.

Not to mention the previous memories, even in recent years, it is impossible to accurately recall a certain memory at a certain point in time.

Especially during the entire year when I was seven years old, I couldn't think of any related memories in a daze.

It was as if during this year, a gap appeared in his memory.

Like before the age of three.

But Wang Dong knew in his heart that this was absolutely impossible.

No matter how bad the childhood memory is, there will always be one or two fragments that I can vaguely remember.

Not to mention that after the spiritual power of the soul master improves, the memory of the past will gradually become clearer.

How could there be such a situation where the memory for the entire four years is completely zero?
"What the hell does this happen?"

Wang Dong's eyes suddenly panicked, and the white coffee cup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and a black flower bloomed on the ground.

"My memory... has a blank period? And I remember the three years from the age of three to six very clearly."

"That's the problem." Qian Chaoguang said solemnly, "Because this memory is not yours at all, but someone carefully weaved it and poured it into it."

"Whenever you think of these things, these memories will be called up from your soul for you to read like a flip book."

"In the college, I have the title of a humanoid library. Do you really think that my memory is so strong?"

"Of course not, it's just because I scanned this knowledge with my soul, made it into a memory, and stored it in my soul, so I can look it up at any time."

Wang Dong's eyes were in a trance, and he murmured: "So you mean that Tang San cut out the memory of me before I was six or seven years old, and then manually made it up for me for three years?"

"No, only the first six years."

Qian Chaoguang tried his best to keep his breath steady.

"Your memories of the previous six years, together with your original personality and soul, were cut out together. Originally, that part of the soul would be injected into Qiu'er's soul by Tang San, but Teacher Electrolux and I stopped me halfway. shattered forever."

"Personality? And the memory of me before I was six years old? Then where is the memory of my seven years old? Why is there still something about Qiu'er?"

Wang Dong's expression was so complicated that it was almost impossible to describe it in words.

Anger, panic, uneasiness, confusion, doubt.
Countless different emotions intertwined on her face and eyes.

"Relax, relax, take a deep breath. I will explain your questions one by one slowly."

Qian Chaoguang added a few more Tranquility spells, and pressed his hands to soothe Wang Dong's frightened emotions.

"In a real sense, you are not exactly Tang San's real daughter. In other words, soul and body are, but personality is not."