Xiang Nan was confused. He didn't understand for a moment.
Damn, after making trouble for a long time, the loss of the heart of the wind pulse was actually made by myself!
"Well, if I didn't interfere, who would steal the heart of wind pulse?" Xiang Nan asked in a hurry.
Feng Xuan said: "it will not be lost, because the heart of the wind pulse, in addition to moyou emperor, only you can touch."
Xiang Nan patted his forehead and said, "my God."
"What's going on? Why don't you remind me? " Xiang Nan asked the emperor.
"I don't know, I don't have that memory," the emperor said blankly
Feng Xuan said: "when you went to see emperor suque 13 billion years ago, it was in the fault of time, so she won't have that memory."
"But when you came back to moyou, you were in official history, so you changed history, or you never changed history."
"I don't understand." Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "make it clear."
Feng Xuan said, "let's start with the emperor Zhuque. Tell her the whole story. Remember, don't miss any details."
Xiang Nan said the whole process.
That rosefinch great emperor, and Feng Xuan say at the same time: "so it is."
"Why?" Xiang Nan asked.
Feng Xuan said: "do you remember that when you asked emperor Suzaku to send you back to the moyou people 10000 years ago, Emperor Suzaku had a desire to say and stop?"
"I remember." Xiang Nan nodded.
Feng Xuan said: "that's right. In fact, Emperor suque wanted to stop you at that time. She was worried that you would change history, but in the end she held back."
"Why?" Xiang Nan asked.
"If you make such a request, it shows that you really appeared in the official history of 13 billion years ago. If I don't send you back to meYou, I will change the official history myself."
Feng Xuan said: "well, you lost the heart of fengmai, which led to the existence of the demons and jiuhuangtong. If Zhuque Emperor didn't pass you, the heart of fengmai would not be lost, and there would be no two races now."
"In other words, you are a part of the official history. After a long time, please bring the documents of the demons."
That time flies took the ancient literature, from above, we saw an amazing scene.
In the literature, there is a clear record, and it was written by Emperor moyou himself. This literature is only handed down in the hands of the devil, that is, the secret that Fei Fei said.
And the literature is very clear.
A mysterious man came to moyou family and warned that the heart of fengmai was about to be lost. Therefore, the emperor moyou had no choice but to hide the heart of fengmai in the tower of time, and pass this document together with the tower of time to his successor for generations to pass on.
"With me..." Xiang Nan's face was strange: "I'm in the literature."
Feng Xuan nodded and said, "so I said that in the ancient official history, you existed and should exist."
"All this is caused by you. You think you have changed history, but it is not. No one can change the official history. You are also a part of history."
Xiang Nan sighed helplessly. He realized that no one would steal the heart of Feng Mai! I lost my heart!
"And now what?" Xiang Nan is helpless.
The heart of wind pulse is hidden in the tower of time, but the tower of time is not in the present era!
It was trapped between 13 billion years ago and the age of Wujia!
Xiang Nan got the tower of time from Zhu que Da Di and gave it to Mo you Da Di. The successor of Mo you Da Di gave it to Zhu que Da Di. Zhu que Da Di gave it to Xiang Nan and Xiang Nan gave it to Mo you Da Di.
It's an infinite circle.
And this circle, almost no solution!
Everyone is speechless. I don't know how to break this damned cycle.
Fast and angry and funny, can't help but point a finger on Xiang Nan's forehead.
"You, bad boy."
Xiang Nan also wants to cry without tears. Who knows that he is smart but he is mistaken for it? If only he had Feng Xuan's mind.
It's not easy to be smart once, but it's a mess.
Luo Sheng and Lan Ling are also very interested in this story. They just think it's too interesting.
No way, in the end, everyone can only look at Feng Xuan.
No one but him knows how to solve the problem.
"Please." Xiang Nan said: "please, Feng Xuan, do help me, do come up with a way."
The scene was horribly quiet.
Feng Xuan, the most intelligent, bowed his head and pondered for a long time.
Xiang Nan is very anxious. If he lacks the heart of wind pulse, he will not be able to gather together his five elements and complete the true Qi of the sun!If the sun's true Qi is always short of a wind attribute, how can you fight with the protoss when you go to the divine realm.
After a long silence, Feng Xuan finally raised his head.
Everyone woke up and looked at Feng Xuan with expectant eyes.
Then Feng Xuan pondered a little and said, "in fact, it's not impossible to break the cycle of death."
"Great!" Xiang Nan wants to hold Feng Xuan and kiss him hard.
"First of all, we should realize where the problem is," Feng said
"The tower of time, trapped in a dead cycle of time, can not come out, which is tantamount to let it jump out of the cause and effect."
"We thought that it was Emperor Zhuque who gave Xiangnan the time tower. This is the beginning, but in fact, Emperor Zhuque's time tower was also given to her by the demons."
"And the time tower of the demon clan was sent by Xiang Nan. It's a circle, no cause and effect, no beginning and end."
The crowd nodded in a hurry.
Feng Xuan said: "well, since it has no cause and effect, we need to find out a key problem and create a cause and effect for it."
"What's the key question?" They asked in a hurry.
Feng Xuan paused, then lowered his voice and said: "who built the tower of time?"
After hearing this question, everyone was stunned.
Yes
Who made the tower of time?
Is it made by the rosefinch family? But it's impossible.
Is it made by the Moyo? Neither.
Is it Xiang Nan? Not to mention.
So who the hell made this thing? It just came out of nowhere?
"Yes, it's too brain burning. Anyway, I won't think with you. Just tell me when you come up with the answer."
Xiao Jun has a headache. He can only take out a small mirror to appreciate his handsome face.
Yuan Meng was even more straightforward. He didn't think about it from the beginning. He was lying on the chair and sleeping.
The problem Feng Xuan raised was that it baffled everyone, even emperor suque.
Who made it?
Who made this thing!
You don't understand. You look at Feng Xuan again. That Feng Xuan, but unexpectedly looked at Xiang Nan, way: "is you."
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