Chapter 128 (1/2)

Li Xinyan almost escaped from the prison room.

He naturally knew that those were memories and unchangeable fait accompli. Even if he tried his best, it was impossible to change the tragic situation of his punishment even a little. However, how could anyone have inflicted such torture on himself?

Of course, he understood that the people who executed the punishment were just ordered to perform the task. There was no way for them not to do it. Even if they did not do it, there would be other people to do it. For Li Xinyan, it was almost an unchangeable fate... To be punished!

Li Xinyan holds the door handle, almost crushing it. He didn't know how long he had been standing at the door before he went to the next door. Behind the door, there was a faint cry. But Li Xinyan knew that it was impossible. The door cut off the memory, and naturally even the sound couldn't come out. But this kind of strange feeling made him a little bit difficult to move. After all, it was his memory, and the person who was punished, not others, was himself! Even though that's not him now!

For a time, Li Xinyan's heart was extremely heavy. If it was his own memory, what a heavy experience it was!

Hesitating, he opened another door.

Inside the door is a starry sky, dark night sky, countless bright stars quietly hanging in the night sky, in front of a blue star, the river and sea on the star reflect the light of the sun, it looks so beautiful, a young Li Xinyan standing on a steel wing, at the same time with him standing on the steel wing, is Tong Liya.

This is a wing of the spaceship. If there is no air in space, there will be no wind. Tong Liya, who is standing opposite Li Xinyan, is wrapped under a transparent plexiglass mask. Her mouth is moving, but she can't hear what she is saying. Young Li Xinyan stands on a steel wing. He doesn't have a mask. He wants to hug her. He wants to touch her face. He has done so many times, but the mask can't be opened at this time. But opposite Tong Liya appears very excited, has been pushing Li Xinyan out.

She had fallen into a madness, yelling. She was pushing outward, but suddenly changed to holding his hand. She jumped off the steel wing and flew to the blue star. The number on the altimeter began to decrease from 367998 km. Li Xinyan, a young man, was surprised. He didn't expect her sudden change. He reached for a signal antenna and tried to stop them from flying to the blue star. However, their rotation made all their movements out of control. The signal antenna hit her mask, which exploded into pieces with a bang. A mass of water vapor came out of her mask, and her face swelled quickly, That's the inevitable phenomenon after the normal human body loses pressure in the space environment!

Li Xinyan stood in the void, quietly looking at the pair of falling figures. He couldn't help reaching out to pull them, but he just raised his hand.

It's memory. He can't hold them.

Li Xinyan, a young man, let go of all his fingers. He vainly wanted to catch the scattered pieces of plexiglass from the air, but where could he catch them? Even if he caught it, he wanted to put the plexiglass back in its original position, but the fragments didn't listen to his command and still scattered. He was rolling with Tong Liya in the air, holding her tightly, but there was no way to change their fall. He even wanted to roar. There was no sound in the air, and the most failed thing was that his tears quickly turned into gas and disappeared completely.

Looking at the two figures rolling towards the blue stars, Li Xinyan only sighed.

The fourth and fifth door can't be opened. The memory there must have disappeared, but the sixth door opened randomly is scattered fragments, which are destroyed memory fragments. Looking at the flying debris, Li Xinyan sighed and only slowly closed it.

The seventh door opened slowly, and Li Xinyan stood in a huge temple.

At the other end of the temple, two people stood face to face, staring at each other, unable to say a word for a long time.

Li Xinyan knows that this is not the memory of the real world, but the memory of the virtual world. A temple of such a scale cannot be created in reality.