Chapter 445: you are me

There are not many opportunities for such a move. Han Fei has not sparred less in the five years in the blank land, but since waking up, she has no chance to make a move. Now such a move has the opportunity to move her muscles and bones, so she is very excited. .
There was a sonorous voice from time to time in the air. Brother Armor attacked Han Fei with great perseverance. He was not afraid of pain, and could stand up again no matter where Han Fei was hit, like Xiaoqiang who could not be killed.
Slowly, Han Fei has reached the point of Brother Armor's attack, almost always repeating a pattern, like a machine that has been set up.
At the moment when Han Fei turned around, with all her strength, she threw the knife out, and inserted it straight into Brother Armor’s head. He fixed the entire head armor to the wall, and the rest of the body was also It collapsed suddenly.
Han Fei sat on the ground, panting with exhaustion, her hair was wet with sweat, but Han Fei felt a burst of heartiness besides being exhausted, and the feeling of releasing her whole body was so good.
At this moment, a burst of applause sounded.
Han Fei jumped up from the ground with a carp, and once again assumed an attacking posture, staring straight ahead, but was surprised to see a white shadow slowly forming in the air.
It was an old man with a beard.
The eyebrows were also shrewd, and he was wearing a soft armor. He looked like a soldier and a businessman, very strange.
"I know that your Majesty is still very good even after so long. I can't wait for it."
Han Fei suddenly reacted, "It's you! The one who is guiding me!"
"Yes, it's under."
"who are you?!"
The white almost transparent shadow suddenly knelt down, clenched a fist against his chest, and said in a deep voice: "The last general Xiahouxiong knocks on your Majesty, and your Majesty has finally returned."
Han Fei was startled, clenched her fists, and said, "Is that dream true?"
Xiahouxiong slowly raised his head and said directly: "Your Majesty already knows that it is not a dream."
Han Fei swallowed, trying to escape, but reason did not allow herself to escape, and said, "Is it my memory that is sealed here?"
"Yes, it is your memory, Your Majesty."
Han Fei slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, and in a moment, she suddenly understood.
She is a lone soul who lives in this body. She comes from the 21st century and is a lone soul who has traveled through it.
However, the original owner of this body is Han Fei of this world.
Could it be... the reincarnation of the goddess is this Han Fei, not herself? Was it Han Fei who had existed in this world, but was deprived of her body?
After understanding this, Han Fei's body was a little shaky, she suddenly felt panic and poked Taobao desperately.
"Taobao! Tell me, is the goddess they've been looking for? Where is the original? I'm not a goddess, am I?"
Taobao did not respond.
"Taobao! Talk to you! Is the true identity of the original body the reincarnation of the goddess? Tell me!"
After a while, Taobao finally spoke, but said an unclear word.
"Host, you are Han Fei, and Han Fei is you."
Han Fei was startled, as if she understood, and then she was confused.
Xiahouxiong stood up, made a gesture to Han Fei, and said, "Your Majesty, please follow me."
Han Fei lowered her head, and finally slowly lifted her steps, following Xia Houxiong.
They were walking forward, and Xiahouxiong acted as a guide, leading Han Fei slowly to a hall, and this hall perfectly copied the hall in the dream, placed on the throne. With a brocade box.
Xiahou Xiong stopped and said, "Your Majesty, your memory is the most valuable thing I keep."
Han Fei stood in front of the throne and looked at a brocade box placed there. She was in a daze for a moment, as if she could still see a woman in red sitting on the throne, lying lazily, looking at her.
Han Fei shook her head, throwing away the illusory scene in front of her.
She resolutely reached out and wanted to pick up the brocade box, but when her fingertips touched the brocade box, a burst of light exploded, forcing her to cover her eyes, the light gradually slowed down, and Han Fei’s face , The woman in red appeared, the woman who looked exactly like her, but was more noble and generous.
The red lips lightly opened, and the voice like an oriole slowly overflowed.
"You came……"
Han Fei was startled, her heart swelled, as if she had been poked in her heart.
"who are you……"
Han Fei couldn't help asking.
The woman in red slowly drifted down, sat on the throne, looked at Han Fei quietly, and whispered, "I am you."
"No, no, I am not..."
"What are you denying."
"I am not you, I am not a goddess."
"Why are you afraid of your identity? Because you have lost your memory?"
"No, you are mistaken, your reincarnation is this body, not my soul!"
Han Fei was frightened and uneasy, and at the same time strongly resisted.
She refused to admit that she was the reincarnation of a goddess because she was afraid that her personality would be denied. The traces of her life and the memory of being Han Fei would be erased. She was afraid that she would not be like herself.
That kind of feeling is like killing yourself.
"You are upset."
The woman in red said directly.
"I……"
"When I separated my memory back then, I wondered if I would later refuse to be myself."
"no no!"
"And now, as I guessed it back then."
Han Fei's face was pale, she took a step back and wanted to turn around to Taobao, but the next sentence of the woman in red made her stop.
"If you leave, then everything will be lost."
Han Fei stopped and said in a trembling voice: "No! No!"
"Their faith, the strength of the Ninth Army, the power you are about to possess, and the chilling love."
"Cold Ling...?"
"Hehe, Ling should be about to wake up, if you are not me, then he is not yours either."
Han Fei suddenly remembered the Qin Che named Han Ling in his dream.
"Don't you know? You should have met her, Xiao Bai, Luo Yun and Qing Yin, they should all appear by your side."
"No...Qin Che..."
"Those who gather around you are all because you are me."
The woman in red's voice rang slowly, even if she covered her ears, it was unavoidable and inevitable.
Han Fei felt that she was chilling all over, and even her soul was frozen. She wanted to refuse such a voice, but she couldn't help listening, afraid, and horrified.
Who is she?
Who is it?
"Because... you are me, and now you become me, you will lose everything, everything."