Chapter 649 Confession (Part 1) [6000 words]

Just when Qian Chaoguang was thinking about what to do in the next few days after Wang Dong recovered.

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

Huo Yutong, who had just stood still, 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 Wang Dong's dress made of light magic come from?

Suddenly, the way she looked at Qian Chaoguang was wrong.

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

How could Qian Chaoguang not know what his sister was thinking in her mind, and quickly explained: "Don't look at me like this, the teacher put that dress on her. Although I know Da Gou very well, but this I still won’t do this kind of thing. If I really want to do it, I’ll do it long ago, okay!”

Huo Yutong snorted, took out a sofa, and helped him up: "Did the removal of the thinking steel seal go smoothly?"

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

Qian Chaoguang lay facelessly on the sofa and threw two more soul crystals into his mouth, chewing them like candy bars.

Although theoretically speaking, it would be better to hold it in your hand and use your spiritual consciousness to absorb it.

But Qian Chaoguang doesn't like doing this very much.

Putting it in your mouth, chewing it up and swallowing it is more ritualistic and convenient, without having to use your brain.

"This Tang San is really a bitch, he can kill tiger poison even if it doesn't eat its seeds. I almost dug out every inch of Wang Dong's soul from head to toe before removing that disgusting It's like a parasite in the soul."

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

As a rose-gold light spread across, the five fingers of her right hand were filled with blue light, and they were pressed regularly on Qian Chaoguang's head.

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

Under the control of Huo Yutong, the two forces were so wonderful that they were continuously injected into the inside through the acupuncture points, causing Qian Chaoguang's originally grinning expression to quickly soothe.

Even his originally pale complexion quickly regained a little rosiness and gained a bit of "human color".

"You've started chewing soul crystals again. Isn't it time for you to say that others are wasting your time?"

Huo Yutong complained in a low voice with dissatisfaction, and actually put the slender white fingers of her left hand into Qian Chaoguang's mouth, and pulled out a few pieces of soul crystal that had not yet been chewed.

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

Then she reached out and used Controlling Crane to Capture Dragon to take out a neat box from a locker not far away, and transformed them one by one.

"I'm tired, I really don't want to use my brain anymore. I wasted, I'll reflect on it, and I'll make up for the losses myself in a few days." Qian Chaoguang closed his eyes and mumbled indistinctly, "Honey, I'm so hungry, I want to eat You cooked the food.”

Such a rare direct address made Huo Yutong's face suddenly rise with two red clouds, and the hand that was conveying power couldn't help but tremble.

A ninth-level soul engineer's hands actually trembled.

If outsiders saw it, they would be amazed.

"I'll cook it for you later. I just recently learned a few new dishes from the recipe 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 developed by Rong Nianbing. I just want to eat the grilled fish you made, the kind with burnt skin."

".Hmm, sprinkle more cumin?"

"Spread more!"

Three days later, in the secret space on 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 fit the style of the coffee table and exudes a strong aroma, as well as some miscellaneous objects.

Oh, of course.

There was also Qian Chaoguang, who was spread out on the sofa and was controlling the tentacles of Holy Light to brew coffee.

At a certain moment, an idea suddenly popped into Qian Chaoguang's mind.

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

Magic really saves time and effort, and is addictive.

Who wouldn’t want to be a lazy dog ​​if they didn’t have to?

Being the King of Volume is really tiring!

Taking advantage of this opportunity to treat Wang Dong, Qian Chaoguang also rested for three days for the first time in a long time.

In the true sense of rest, except for practicing swordsmanship every morning, he did nothing in the past three days, just staying in the secret space and being a salted fish.

By the way, let’s take a look at how Wang Dong’s soul is recovering.

Don't tell me, it feels really good to relax after a long time.

Qian Chaoguang even felt that his cultivation level was about to improve, as if he was about to break through to the next level.

In front of him, the original sleep chamber 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 minding his own business making coffee, Wang Dong's nose moved slightly on the hospital bed and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Why are you fussing over it? It smells so good?"

"Don't be embarrassed, brother, not only did I not eat, I didn't even have time to drink." Qian Chaoguang brewed an extra cup of coffee and said, "This is called coffee, would you like some?"

"certainly."

Wang Dong sat up from the hospital bed. Now he looked full of energy and had completely regained his vitality.

Qian Chaoguang waved his hand, and a weak cold current passed by. The scalding hot drink in the coffee cup in front of Wang Dong had become warm enough for the mouth.

His own cup turned into ice cake, and he added a little ice water to dilute it.

The cold coffee entered his mouth, and the unique burnt aroma of coffee beans was wrapped in the slight acidity. It flowed freely between his lips and teeth, making Qian Chaoguang sigh in relief.

Years of hard work have not been in vain.

At least you can drink iced Americano, right?

If there weren't so many subordinates searching for resources all over the continent, I probably wouldn't be able to find wild coffee beans even if I practiced to Ultimate Douluo.

Seeing that he was drunk and drunk, Wang Dong couldn't help but pick up the cup in front of him and take a sip.

"puff!"

Then?

Then Wang Dong sprayed.

If Qian Chaoguang hadn't reacted quickly and activated a sacred protection, this mouthful would have sprayed all over him.

Wang Dong's expression was distorted, and he looked at Qian Chaoguang, who was laughing faintly, with bared teeth: "What a piece of crap this is! It's bitter, sour and astringent! I suspect they are trying to trick me into taking medicine, and I already have evidence." "

"You didn't ask, do you blame me?"

Qian Chaoguang smiled and removed the sacred protection, raised his hand and pointed to the beaten milk on the table and a small jar of fine white sugar next to it.

"Normal people can't accept pure coffee at first. No, there's milk and sugar over there. You can drink it together. What you have left with twice the milk will be enough. It should suit your taste."

"real?"

Wang Dong poured some milk in doubtfully.

The black coffee liquid, which was originally filled with yellow oil bubbles, suddenly changed, taking on an attractive light brown color, and the smell it exuded became more fragrant and fragrant.

"It does seem to be not bad."

Wang Dong muttered and started adding sugar again.

After three spoonfuls, she felt it was almost done and started stirring.

Unexpectedly, Qian Chaoguang's face suddenly changed slightly, as if he had seen something extremely bad, and he said loudly: "Quick, add another spoonful of sugar! You can't add three spoons! This is a taboo!"

"Huh? Why is this?"

Wang Dong was confused.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened.

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

Qian Chaoguang's expression softened and he said very seriously: "You can add as much sugar as you want, but it cannot be three spoons. This is an ancient legend that has been circulated on Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years - sugar If you add three spoons, you will definitely die violently.”

A chill suddenly appeared on Wang Dong's face: "What a terrible legend. Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Qian Chaoguang looked at her with a caring expression and whispered: "Silly boy, because you have never read a book."

"Get out of here!"

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

Don't tell me, it tastes really good.

Now she wasn't angry anymore.

When she looked across from her, she didn't know when Qian Chaoguang had straightened her upper body that was lying on the sofa, and her sitting posture was much more upright.

There was still that familiar smile on his lips.

But in the black eyes, the faint unbearability could not be gone away.

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

The gags are short-lived.

As a human being, you must always look forward and face the dripping blood and cruel truth.

After a brief silence, Wang Dong took the initiative to bring up the matter.

"Chaoguang, that thought stamp you mentioned earlier was the disgusting thing I saw before I passed out this time, right?"

Qian Chaoguang nodded slightly: "Yes, taking it out of your body really wastes a lot of effort."

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

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

"So, can you tell me now? Who are my parents? 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 face and his eyes that were forcibly suppressing anxiety.

"Mirror? What is this?"

"I don't know if you know it yourself, but there is a mark of divine consciousness in your spiritual sea?"

"I know, why?" Wang Dong asked doubtfully, "Big Daddy and Second Daddy once said that if I am in danger, they can sense it through this mark and tear apart the space to save me. Is there any problem with this?"

"It's a huge problem."

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

A dim trident symbol, suppressed by a Tower of Eternity, emerged from between Wang Dong's eyebrows.

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

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

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

"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 Chaoguang said in a deep voice: "Previously, the thinking stamp has been affecting your subconscious mind, making you subconsciously ignore it. Now, you have regained complete thinking and logical abilities."

"I think you should know for yourself what this symbol represents and what it means. In the ten thousand years of Douluo Continent's history, only one person will use the trident as his symbol."

It suddenly became quiet here.

No one on either side said a word, they just sat quietly.

It wasn't until about two or three minutes later that Wang Dong suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile.

"So, my biological father is none other than Tang San, the leader of the Shrek Seven Monsters and the founder of the Tang Sect ten thousand years ago, the Thousand-Handed Douluo Tang San who eventually achieved the position of Poseidon? My mother should be Soft Bone Douluo Xiao Wu."

Wang Dong's tone was very calm, and no ups and downs could be heard.

Even a bit free and easy.

Qian Chaoguang glanced at her in surprise and said in surprise: "I thought you would be surprised, and I was even prepared for you to faint again. Your reaction was not even as big as Qiu'er's."

"I'm not that fragile."

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

This black coffee has no sugar or milk to moisten it. The sourness hidden in the depths is so obvious and the taste is so bitter.

"As you gradually remove the imprint of my thoughts, the effectiveness of that suggestion gradually weakens for me. What can I think about under the intense pain that lasts like years?"

"This operation directly affected my soul. I couldn't even escape through coma. I was awake during the whole process."

"Every time you drop the knife, the soul-cutting, heart-breaking pain will be magnified several times, reaching directly into my mind. However, I don't think it is unbearable."

"The physical pain is just that. But the psychological pain really makes me feel like giving up on myself."

"While this operation was going on, the only thing I was thinking about was who was my biological father? And why did he do this to me?"

"The Poseidon Trident, Haotian Sect, Shengtian Pavilion, Tang Sect, Haotian Hammer, the names of the first and second fathers, and my self-taught Xuantian Kung, all are evidence that I have directly ignored."

"Even if I don't want to believe it anymore, the truth still points to that man. The man who I once worshiped passionately and regarded as a god."

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

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

This time, a unique aroma seemed to rise quietly among the bitterness and sourness.

"Thank you. I'm so desperate for money. You saved my life again."

Qian Chaoguang picked up the coffee and took a sip as if nothing had happened, and said vaguely: "I didn't, you are overthinking."

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

"I owe you nothing." Qian Chaoguang waved his hand impatiently, "If you keep talking about this, I'll be in a hurry!"

"Tsk, you still called me arrogant." Wang Dong smacked his lips, "By the way, you just mentioned Qiu'er? What happened to her? Could it be that she knew about my life experience before I did?"

"Theoretically, that's the case." Qian Chaoguang paused, "By the way, has Qiu'er told you about her life experience?"

"I said that the Emperor's auspicious beast, the three-eyed golden eagle, told me to keep it a secret. She said that you took Xiaotong to forcibly exchange memories with her a few years ago and shaved her mane. She must I want to come back with revenge." Wang Dong shrugged, "But I guess you've figured it out a long time ago, right? I thought there was no point in keeping it a secret from you."

Qian Chaoguang: "You really understand me."

"Who are you looking down on? After all, we have known each other for almost ten years, right?" 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 spell, "If Yi Lao and I hadn't set up a trap for Tang San, the relationship between you two wouldn't be what it is now. .”

"What relationship could that be?"

"the same person."

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

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

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

Should we tell Wang Dong the truth of the matter completely and as it is?

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

After she suddenly learns the truth, her reaction may be the biggest.

After pondering 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 he has signed a soul contract, Wang Dong will have to face this sooner or later.

Seeing Wang Dong's confused look, Qian Chaoguang felt a trace of unbearability in his heart.

But soon, his heart hardened again and he explained: "Theoretically, Tang San and Xiao Wu are indeed your biological parents, but you are not their daughter in the true sense."

"Why is this?" Wang Dong frowned.

Qian Chaoguang did not answer her question directly, but instead asked: "Let me ask you, how long can you recall your own memory at most?"

"Three years old, what's going on?"

Wang Dong blurted out his words and stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

She herself noticed something was wrong.

My memory before the age of three is completely non-existent, and my memory from the age of three to six is ​​extremely clear. I can even recall what I was doing at a certain time on a certain day.

But what is incredible is that the memory from the age of seven, that is, from living in Haotian Sect to the present, becomes blurry the closer it is to the age of seven.

Let alone 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 recall any relevant memories.

It was as if there was a gap in my memory during this year.

Just like before I was three years old.

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

No matter how bad your childhood memories are, there will always be one or two fragments that you can vaguely remember.

Not to mention that after a soul master's spiritual power improves, his memories of past events will gradually become clearer.

How is it possible that there is absolutely zero memory for four whole years?

"What the hell does this happen?"

Wang Dong's eyes suddenly became panicked. 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 between the ages of three and six very clearly."

"That's the problem." Qian Chaoguang said with a solemn expression, "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 are pulled out of your soul like a page in a book for you to read."

"In the academy, I am known as the Humanoid Library. Do you think it is really my memory that is so strong?"

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

Wang Dong's eyes were dazed, and he murmured: "So you mean, Tang San removed my memories before I was six or seven years old, and then manually programmed them 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 past six years were cut out along with your original personality and soul. Originally, that part of the soul was going to be injected into Qiu'er's soul by Tang San, but Teacher Electrolux and I stopped him midway. It’s broken forever.”

"Human personality? And the memories from before I was six years old? Then where are the memories from when I was 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, fear, anxiety, confusion, doubt.

Countless different emotions were intertwined on her face and eyes.

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

Qian Chaoguang added a few more tranquility spells and pressed his hands to calm Wang Dong's frightened mood.

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