I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

[Host, the light cone you are bound to will not only revive at a random location after death, but also at a random time.]

Although in most cases, the timeline does not jump.

However, in very rare cases, leaps spanning a century can occur.

Your acquaintance with Fu Xuan occurred during one of your resurrections after your time travel, more than two hundred years ago.

You stayed in the Immortal Ship for about a year before dying for some reason. When you were resurrected, the timeline had jumped significantly.

Because the physical trauma you suffered during your last death was extremely severe.

The system activated its memory protection mechanism, sealing off the memories related to that death.

"Extremely severe physical trauma?"

Qi Ye stared at the words on the screen, his brows furrowing.

How serious is it?

According to our investigation, your cause of death was being attacked and killed by members of the Medicine King's secret lineage.

He endured hours of torture before his death.

To protect the young Fu Xuan, you hid her and lured away the pursuers on your own.

During the siege, you were dismembered and killed in batches.

To protect the host's psychological state, this system has sealed this memory.

The protection mechanism has now been lifted.

Qi Ye stood there, still clutching the photo frame in her hand.

Those fragments of memory that he had deliberately forgotten have now all come rushing back.

Qi Ye had only one thought in mind: It's over.

What did he do with Fu Xuan's body?

They took away Qingque's panties, and not just one.

He even put Fu Xuan's own panties on Qing Que and told Qing Que to remember to give those panties to the Grand Diviner tomorrow.

Tomorrow, Qingque will be holding that plain white lace panties, blushing.

She shyly knocked on the door of the Taliban's office and then said bashfully.

"My Lord, these are the panties you asked me to wear yesterday. I've washed them and brought them to you."

He couldn't even imagine Fu Xuan's expression when he received that pair of panties.

No, he has to go find Qingque before he can switch back.

Tell her to keep this to herself and absolutely not to mention it to Fu Xuan tomorrow.

He had just turned around to look for Qingque when suddenly, without warning, his vision blurred.

That familiar dizziness returned, and his vision began to blur from the ceiling of Fu Xuan's living room.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what came into view was Xing's long, gray hair.

Then her shoulder, then the ground.

He was being carried on Xingxiang's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, his head swaying back and forth behind her.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his head, where two bumps, one large and one small, were bulging side by side.

Xing felt the person on her shoulder move, turned her head to look, and said with some regret:

"Oh, you're awake. Physical methods to help you sleep are working well; you slept a little longer than last time."

"...You call this physical sleep aid?"

Qi Ye subconsciously made a sarcastic remark.

"Yes. If one tap isn't enough, tap it twice. Practice has proven that two taps are the optimal solution."

As Xing spoke, she put him down from her shoulder.

When Qiye landed on her feet, she swayed for a moment and had to hold onto Xing's shoulders to steady herself.

Then he looked up and froze.

He is now standing in a spacious council chamber.

Standing before him was a woman with prominent fox ears and arms crossed, scrutinizing him with the eyes of someone examining a rare animal.

Further away is a semi-transparent holographic projection.

The white-haired man in the projection had a faint smile on his lips.

Standing next to him were March 7th and Walter.

Everyone was watching him.

Within seconds, Qi Ye's brain completed the transformation from "Who am I and where am I?" to "What should I do now?"

He raised his hand and gave everyone an awkward but polite smile:

"...Hi everyone, the weather is really nice today."

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Chapter 89 Switched Back

Meanwhile, at Fu Xuan's house.

Fu Xuan slowly sat up, supporting himself on the floor, and instinctively touched his forehead with one hand.

Her divine eyes were still there, her hair was pink, and it was her own body.

She looked down at her hands, then at her chest, and then let out a long breath.

Then her mind began to replay all the scenes from that period.

The older brother's body, the Star Train,

The gray-haired girl swung her baseball bat at her head without saying a word, her smile revealing her dismay.

In all her years, this was the first time she had ever been knocked unconscious with a baseball bat, and twice at that.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she thought to herself that she would have to settle this score with her older brother later.

What exactly is going on with the group of people he's supporting?

But why would she be in her own home?

She remembered that she had just been in a meeting at the Temple.

The only explanation is that her older brother controlled her body and walked back on his own.

As she was thinking, her eyes swept over the coffee table in the living room, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The picture frame on the coffee table has been moved.

The photo frame, which was originally facing outwards, has been flipped over.

She reached out and picked up the photo frame, looking at the little girl riding on the shoulders of the black-haired boy in the picture.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

Big brother, did you see this?

You are still alive.

It possessed me and even came to my house to look through my photo album.

Do you remember me?

She was lost in thoughts of their reunion.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, as if someone was tiptoeing toward the door.

"Bluebird?"

Fu Xuan turned around and looked at the figure trying to slip away along the wall.

Qingque froze on the spot, her hands still in the position of lifting her skirt.

She was just tiptoeing towards the door, almost reaching the doorknob.

She turned around stiffly, a standard fawning, silly grin plastered on her face:

"Madam, Madam, Master Bu! Didn't you say you were leaving?!"

I noticed you were deep in thought, so I didn't want to disturb you.

Fu Xuan looked at her guilty expression and then at her slightly disheveled uniform.

I felt that Qingque was acting strangely today, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Although Qingque usually likes to slack off, he never panics like this when he sees her.

Her uniform was wrinkled at the hem, and the edges of her skirt were a bit messy.

The way he walked was also unnatural; his legs were tightly pressed together, as if he was trying to hide something.

And why was she in her own home, acting as if she had just escaped from somewhere?

None of this seems right.

However, she didn't call out to Qingque, because there was something she couldn't explain.

She couldn't very well say, "The previous diviner wasn't me."

She believed that her older brother wouldn't do anything too outrageous with his body.

Although she knew her older brother's ways, she couldn't possibly go so far as to harm Qingque.

"Since there's nothing else, let's head over there!"

After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he glanced at Qing Que again, feeling that there was something wrong with her walking posture today.

But he quickly put the thought out of his mind.

She has more important things to do now.

The Star Train should have arrived in Luofu by now, and the older brother has returned to his original body.

She wanted to see him and ask him face to face why he hadn't come back back then.

Sichen Palace.

Qi Ye stood in front of everyone, wearing that awkward yet polite smile.

Walter pushed up his glasses and broke the silence:

"I'm sorry everyone, he was a little out of it before, but he should be almost fully recovered now."

Qi Ye, this is Lord Yu Kong of the Tianbo Bureau, and that is General Jing Yuan of Luofu.

It's just a projection; I'm not here. We're discussing serious business.

A faint smile played on Jing Yuan's languid face.

His gaze lingered on Qi Ye for a moment, but he didn't pay much attention to her.

Just as he was about to steer the conversation back on track, his voice suddenly changed tone.

"Now that everyone's here, let's continue..."

He was stunned for a moment, then forced himself to suppress the sound with a loud cough.

He resumed his calm and languid tone.

"Alright, let's continue our discussion."

Everyone looked at each other.

Qi Ye stood in the corner, looking at Jing Yuan's forced calm face, and couldn't help but curl up her lips.