Chapter 440: That memory

As Han Fei yelled out, the oncoming arrow stopped in mid-air, as if the pause button had been pressed.
And everything was still for an instant.
The horrified expressions of the Xiahou army, even the hideous look of You Chu's tiger face was frozen.
The picture in front of him was extremely strange, but Han Fei's panting sound was particularly famous.
"Huh, huh..."
Han Fei panted and bent her waist, her entire face was so pale, cold sweat slipped from her forehead and dripped onto the ground, as if the scene in front of her had consumed all her energy, she even became a difficult thing.
However, she had to force herself to move, and every minute and every second of the exquisite scene in front of her consumed her energy.
Han Fei stumbled and ran over, approached the arrows that were still stationary, and saw that the arrows were coated with black poison. She gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly. These people are so cruel!
In that case, don't blame her!
Han Fei directly stretched out his hand and changed the direction of the arrows, so that they were straight in the original direction. Han Fei looked up at the person in the dark, and saw Tu Menghan with a slightly smug expression. And the strange man beside her.
Han Fei originally wanted to do something, but she is too tired now, maintaining this moment of stillness is indeed burning her physical strength, but she is not reconciled, this group of people actually just wanted to destroy her!
Han Fei took a sigh of relief, took a small step, struggling with his old life, and finally ran to Tu Menghande. Han Fei showed a smirk, looked at Tu Menghan, and then directly reached out to untie Tu Menghan. Han's belt was only fastened loosely, and then ran back.
This time spent too much time, Han Fei's face can be described as white paper, cold sweat soaked her clothes, sweat dripped directly to the ground.
When Han Fei finally ran back to the spot, the originally static scene instantly revived, and Xiahoujun’s screams and You Chu’s roar sounded in his ears, but the original shot came early. Already turned around, screams came from over there.
Tu Menghan was going crazy, she couldn't think of how those arrows would shoot over, they were all poisonous!
What made Tu Menghan even more collapsed was that she just wanted to hide, but found that her belt was loosened. In an instant, half of her fragrant shoulders were exposed. She screamed and quickly pulled her clothes, but she was still given by some people. Looking at it, it made her eyes red.
At the next moment, Qin Yuan frowned. After all, he reached out and hugged Tu Menghan, and pulled to the side, avoiding the arrows that were shot, but the guards were not so lucky and were shot one by one. Quasi, one after another had to fall down, and half of the people were killed and injured in such a meeting!
Over there, the huge bronze door was finally pushed open, but Han Fei was already in a semi-conscious state, and was directly held in her mouth by You Chu, jumped up, flew in, and the Xiahou army followed. Then he followed in, and the bronze door closed with a rush.
As if knowing he was safe, Han Fei completely fainted.
She stood in a blank place.
She closed her eyes and slowly, she heard someone talking, as if calling her.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty... come back..."
"Your Majesty... the ministers are waiting for your Majesty..."
Han Fei slowly opened her eyes and followed the voice to find, but she didn't see anything. She was floating in this weird place, and the calls from all directions became more and more obvious.
"who is it……"
"Your Majesty, you are awake."
"who are you?"
"At the end, Xiahou Xiong has been waiting for you for a thousand years."
Han Fei was stunned, a feeling of nostalgia surged in her heart.
She touched her chest and came again. This inexplicable feeling of nostalgia was not like her.
Han Fei suddenly became a little irritable, and said directly: "I don't know you, I am not your majesty! I am Han Fei! I am just Han Fei!"
Xu is that Han Fei's retort was too obvious, and the one who spoke was silent for a long time.
"Your Majesty... You just forgot, you forgot your identity."
Han Fei clenched his fists and choked: "I haven't forgotten! I am Han Fei! You made a mistake, you are, and so are they! You are all calling me your majesty, but I am not! I am not the one you missed. Your Majesty for a thousand years! My name is Han Fei, and I come from another world! I am not a man of this world!"
With these words, Han Fei had been pressing in the bottom of her heart for a long time, and at this moment, it broke out.
Yes, she is Han Fei, she is not their majesty, she has no memory of that thousand years, she is just herself, this kind of inexplicable familiarity, inexplicable memory, and these inexplicable people!
"Your Majesty, you are denying your identity."
A heavy sigh.
Han Fei felt like she was pinched on her neck, unable to breathe and could not bear it.
She was very uncomfortable.
"The devilish energy has eroded too much of your memory and sealed you for too long. You have forgotten your identity and your mission."
Then, the surrounding blank scene slowly changed. With color and picture, Han Fei found herself standing barefoot in a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor was a door, exactly the same as the bronze door she had broken through before.
"Your Majesty, go, and see the truth you want to know."
Han Fei gritted her teeth and finally took a step. She wanted to know too much, knew everything, and wanted to deny the identity the voice said.
She stepped on the stone floor under her feet, and the cool touch was too real, which made Han Fei suspect that this was not a dream, but a real existence.
Finally, she stood in front of the door, putting her hands on the cold bronze door, and she felt weak when she was about to open it, just in case... if the truth is different from what she thought, then...
"Your Majesty, push it away. After you open the door, you will find everything."
Han Fei gritted her teeth and finally pushed the door open.
She saw the candlelight shaking, and... sitting alone in it.
Han Fei was slightly startled, the person turned her back, but the figure was familiar, so familiar...like herself.
Han Fei's heart tightened, and she heard voices in her ears.
"Mayfair."
The woman slowly raised her head, and Han Fei also saw that face, which was exactly the same as her.
No...not the same!
This woman, not her!
The breath that surrounds him, that kind of awe-inspiring temperament, and a touch of arrogance that a person with a high position between his eyebrows and eyes will have.
"Ling."
The woman called out softly.
Han Fei raised her head and followed the woman's sight, but she saw someone who she couldn't think of.