At the last moment, Yu Ling finally saw the young man's face clearly.

That face was clearly his own.

It is difficult to describe the shock of this moment. Yu Ling clearly felt that he had guessed the identity of this young man. There was a name that was about to come out, and the other person could not be him in any case.

However, the panic is that those memories that belong to him are already out of reach. On the contrary, the memories of this person from childhood to middle age are getting clearer and clearer, as if they want to occupy his entire mind.

No, no... He has to remember, who is this person and who is he?

Yu Ling began to have a splitting headache, feeling indescribable pain like the explosion of the soul sea that day. He was like a drowning man desperately trying to grab a life-saving straw, but he could only watch the river bank getting further and further away.

Who is he? Who is he?

Another picture suddenly flashed before his eyes. It was a lonely young man sitting silently in the courtyard, practicing his newly learned spiritual skills over and over again.

From morning to night, the young man was a little tired. He walked around the corridor and walked into a garden. The maids and maids he met on the road carefully avoided him. He seemed to be disgusted with the way these people walked on thin ice, so he asked coldly: "Grandpa

Woolen cloth?"

The maid who was caught and questioned by him turned pale with fright, and said tremblingly: "Go back to Master Ling, the master of the house, the master of the house is still in the study, dealing with..."

The young man let her go without interest and walked straight to the study. Behind him was the maid's voice that suddenly became surprised: "Ah, Master Miao, you are back! You must be exhausted after being busy for a few days. I am now

Let me boil some hot water for you!"

"Thank you." The young man looked back and saw that his eldest brother, who was always as gentle as jade, still had that impeccable and perfect smile, surrounded by maids, caring for him at the center, and belonged to

All he has is the loneliness of being alone.

"What's so great?" The young man snorted in anger, turned around and quickened his pace, but the sour and astringent taste still filled his heart.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling?" Yu Miao called softly from behind.

The young man turned a deaf ear and rushed forward as if there was wind at his feet.

"Hey, Brother Ling, you walk so fast." Yu Miao appeared in front of him at some point. She handed him a brocade box with a gentle smile, winked and said, "Well, I remember you like West Street very much.

Glutinous rice cakes, I brought some for you when I went out this time, look..."

"I don't want it!" The young man impatiently swept the brocade box to the ground. Yu Miao seemed stunned for a moment, smiled helplessly and bent down to pick it up. However, the young man crushed it with his foot and cursed at him: "Who?

You are so hypocritical, who are you pretending to show it to?"

Looking at the young man who ran away angrily, Yu Miao still stayed where he was.

"Master Miao, don't be like him. He has always been so cold and unkind to others. You treat him so kindly. How do you think he will repay you? We are all worthless for you." A maid muttered.

.

Yu Miao looked at her coldly and said calmly, "How do you speak?"

"Master Miao, I..." The maid also realized something, and her face turned pale for a moment.

"Take him down and punish him with thirty sticks. It won't happen next time!" Yu Miao ordered with a gloomy face, rolled up her sleeves and left.

When he was far away, the maids began to whisper for the rest of their lives.

"I also think that Young Master Miao is too kind to him, almost like a biological brother. But how can that white-eyed wolf appreciate it?"

"Hey, what about him? He only knows how to practice, practice, practice, and practice again. Fortunately, he has gained some fame in practice. Otherwise, he would be left far behind by Master Miao. Wouldn't it make him even more unbalanced?"

"What's the use of being unbalanced? It's not as good as telling others the truth. I think his brain has been broken due to cultivation. If only I wouldn't live up to Master Miao's kindness, hehe."

"You little girl, if Master Miao had been so good to me, I would have agreed to marry him if I hadn't been too high to reach him. How could it be your turn?"

A group of maids instantly got into a fight, but no one saw the young man who had left long ago leaning against the shadow of another wall with a mixed look on his face...

The screen suddenly shattered.

Yu Ling couldn't help but feel a little confused. Was he this young man? It seemed very similar, but it also seemed not at all.

In the boundless darkness, a voice seemed to sound anxiously: "Wake up quickly. You haven't accomplished what you promised me. How can you sink like this?"

"Who are you?" Yu Ling felt a headache, and countless chaotic memories blended together, like a mess that could not be sorted out.

"I am Yu Ling, and you are who I am now." said the voice.

As if there was a bolt of lightning and thunder, Yu Ling suddenly woke up from a dream, and scenes passed before his eyes like a movie. He said in a daze: "Aren't you... dead?"

"I'm not even a remnant soul, just an obsession that has not dissipated. Someone is erasing all your memories, including this part of mine, so I woke up due to a brief stimulation..."

"The person you are talking about is..." Yu Ling's vague and chaotic memory slowly condensed.

"I don't know, but you must know."

That boy with bruises all over his body, that young man who associates with strange beasts, that young man who has exhausted all his traps, that man who fights everywhere and is omnipotent, that man who has been trapped in the dark abyss for eight hundred years...

He is Gu Yong.

"If you were a little weaker in will, I might not even have the chance to wake you up, and all the memories of you and me would be completely wiped out." The voice in the soul sea was still swirling.

Yu Ling gradually regained consciousness, and he asked in a complicated manner: "You don't hate me?"

"What's the meaning?"

"I took over your body, your identity, everything about you...you don't care at all and you are still willing to help me?"

"It's very simple, because helping you means helping myself. Since I am a dead person, I can only let others help me fulfill my last obsession..."

"Kill Yu Miao? I always remember it."

"Well, if I'm greedy, can I add one temporarily?"

Yu Ling suddenly felt funny: "You don't have to be so polite."

"Well, I won't be polite. Help me take good care of my grandpa, my second uncle, and the others. Don't let the people I care about be wronged. That's it. I know you have the ability to do it. Whether I want to admit it or not, you do

Much better than me."

"Is that because I lived twenty years longer than you?"

"I like this explanation. I recognize you as my friend. I... don't have any other friends yet."

Yu Ling suddenly felt melancholy, because he knew that this was the last conversation between the two of them.

There is no possibility of resurrection for those who do not even have a residual soul left behind.

"I promise you everything." Yu Ling said softly.

"Well, goodbye..." The voice gradually faded away.

We will never see each other again.

"Gu Yong, do you have to wait for me to force you out?" Yu Ling's thoughts spread to every corner of the soul sea in an instant.

Finally, he found some dots of blue light in the shadow under the white jade bottle.

It is the blue light of the Lanxiang Curse.

"What a powerful method. Even I thought that your soul had indeed disappeared, but unexpectedly, you escaped with a golden cicada. You are indeed the prince who almost ascended to the supreme position of Jiuxiang Kingdom. But I am very curious, how did you do it?"

Do you want this jade bottle to recognize your existence?" Yu Ling sneered.

Then Gu Yong's voice sounded faintly: "You should have guessed it."

When he said this, Yu Ling confirmed his guess.

After leaving the Dark Abyss, he would dream about his past events when he was unconscious several times, or dream about the memories of Guyong's childhood. This was because the Lan Xiang Curse was gradually eroding the origin of his soul sea, or in other words, assimilation.

It was precisely because of this viral assimilation that the white jade bottle judged Gu Yong's remnant soul as having the same soul power as Yu Ling, and that it was "one of its own", so it was not eliminated as a foreign body.

Later, the jade bottle failed several times and Yu Ling's soul sea was not protected in time when faced with external attacks. This was all because of Gu Yong's secret interference.

Finally, Gu Yong waited for an excellent opportunity, which was the opportunity when Yu Ling's soul sea was completely shattered and his memory disintegrated. He could finally calmly take advantage of it and gradually erase his original memories when Yu Ling was unable to resist.

, replaced it with his own. I just didn’t expect that the obsession of the former owner of this body would be stimulated and awakened, until Yu Ling’s entire mind was awakened.

"I really didn't expect him to help you."

"Do you think he will still help you?" Yu Ling sneered.

"No, no, no, I have negotiated a deal with him. I said that I have a way to help him recover his remaining soul, and then we can coexist in the same body with him."

Yu Ling couldn't help but was slightly startled. Although anyone familiar with Gu Yong knew that this was false and had no credibility at all, the original owner of the body was not a particularly shrewd and cunning person. Why did he not agree to such a temptation?

Gu Yong said helplessly: "I didn't expect that I deceived so many people, but in the end I couldn't deceive a simple-minded young man. He didn't believe me from the beginning."

Yu Ling couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Maybe it's because smart people can deceive smart people with mixed thoughts, but those who are simple and single-minded often dare not believe them.

Gu Yong suddenly said: "How about making a deal?"

"Do you think I will believe you?"

"Anyway, you can't kill me now."

Yu Ling was silent for a moment. The remaining Lan Xiang Curse had merged with his soul sea. With Yu Ling's current strength, it was really impossible to erase Guyong's remaining soul.

Gu Yong waited patiently for Yu Ling's answer, waiting for the time to pass minute by minute.
Chapter completed!