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Yang Yingsen walked alone into the unfamiliar yet familiar forest. Ever since he saw the gigantic sculpture that the snow monster s were waiting for, he started to suspect that it was something his father carved according to his youth. He remembered the words on the sculpture. Did this also prove that his father was still alive!?

Thinking about that, Yang Yingsen clenched his fists as he looked at the dark forest in front of him. Suddenly, he felt that someone was waiting for him there, and at that moment, the secret of the Heroic Forest, the whereabouts of his parents had become unimportant. He only wanted to walk forward, and a strange attraction led him to the other side.

After an unknown period of time, Yang Yingsen felt that the forest was becoming darker and darker, and the road ahead was becoming clearer and clearer.

"Sand!"

Suddenly, the sound of leaves striking against each other could be heard. Yang Yingsen raised his head and looked. Yang Yingsen knew that those were the elves who were frightened. He also didn't know how they had been after the Elf King disappeared.

With guilt towards the elves, he continued his journey.

"Halt!" At this moment, a crisp and rich magnetic voice sounded.

Yang Yingsen stopped, he knew that this was a warning to the elves.

"I am Yang Yingsen!" Yang Yingsen suddenly shouted loudly, he felt that the elves might have remembered him, or maybe they wanted to kill him, the person who caused the death of the Elf King.

"Yang Yingsen?"

He only saw a figure flash in front of him. A silver-haired youth wearing a green vest, holding a bow and arrow appeared in front of Yang Yingsen.

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it." After Yang Yingsen finished speaking, a ray of green light shone out from his hand, and that weak light dot slowly floated down to the ground.

The silver-haired youth looked at Yang Yingsen in shock and said, "You really are Yang Yingsen!"

Hearing the youth's tone, Yang Yingsen felt that he did not welcome him, but was blaming him for killing their Elf King.

"I'm sorry!" Yang Yingsen lowered his head and apologized.

"Sorry for what?" The silver-haired youth was extremely surprised.

"I was the one who killed your Elf King. She saved me time and time again, and the last time she gave her life, I'm sorry, it was all because of me that you guys lost your leader!" Yang Yingsen lowered his head once again. He didn't know why, but he felt a little guilty towards the youth in front of him.

"You caused the death of Elf King? "Hahaha …" The silver-haired youth suddenly laughed out loud. This time, Yang Yingsen suddenly felt that it was very strange.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Yingsen shouted. He looked a little angry.

As for the silver-haired youth, he did not seem to have any intention of stopping. He was laughing so hard that he started to move backwards and forwards, as though Yang Yingsen was telling him a joke.

"No …" No! The Queen is not dead, she is still alive! " After a while, the youth finally stopped laughing and said seriously to Yang Yingsen.

Hearing the youth's words, Yang Yingsen was extremely surprised. The Elf King had obviously already merged with his body and disappeared without a trace, how could he still be alive?

"How is that possible?" Yang Yingsen asked again.

"How is that impossible? You foreigners obviously don't understand the mysteries of our world. Come with me if you don't believe me!" The silver-haired youth looked somewhat mischievous. He pulled Yang Yingsen and happily jumped into the deep parts of the forest.

Yang Yingsen also wanted to see what his so-called secret was. Could it be that this world still had secrets that he had yet to discover?

The two of them went through a large tree after another. Yang Yingsen saw Elves lying in ambush on a tree with bows in hand.

It was like a paradise, only a bright light shone on Yang Yingsen's face, making him unable to open his eyes.

After getting used to it, Yang Yingsen rubbed his eyes and realised that this place was indeed the Fairy Tribe. Looking at the tents one after another, the elves inside were living just like the humans in the real world.

"Follow me!" The young man looked for something, then anxiously ran towards a tent, and Yang Yingsen saw that he had no choice but to follow.

The two of them jogged to the front of a tent. When the youth gently opened the tent, Yang Yingsen's eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is?" You NPCs can give birth too? " Yang Yingsen blurted out in shock.

The youth picked up the extremely cute and pure infant, earnestly saying to him, "Every time a person dies here, a baby is born. This is how life goes, neither diminishing nor increasing, unlike you outsiders, who only need to die to never see it again."

Yang Yingsen pointed to the infant in front of him with some disbelief, "Are you saying that this baby was born after the death of Elf King?"

The silver-haired youth nodded affirmatively.

Yang Yingsen looked at the cute baby in the youth's embrace, and suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Was it respect for life or a sigh? The cycle continued from death to the emergence of new life.

"Actually, we players aren't really dead in this world. We just disappeared from this world and are still alive and well in our world." Yang Yingsen explained to the teenager.

"Ah, no wonder you two are so contemptuous of your own lives. You started wars after wars, and many people died, yet you still acted as if nothing had happened." "No wonder..." The youth put down the infant in his hands as he looked at Yang Yingsen with an emotional sigh, just like how Yang Yingsen was surprised that their world's life was so cyclical.

"You … "What's your name?" Yang Yingsen was suddenly interested in this mysterious youth and asked for his name.

The young man laughed and looked at Yang Yingsen strangely. He pointed at Yang Yingsen and said: "I am you, and you are me. You are called Yang Yingsen, and I am also called Yang Yingsen!"

How could there be someone with the same surname and name as him in this world? The youth turned his face to the side, the sunlight shining on his face, and through the bright sunlight, Yang Yingsen finally saw the youth's face. Through the light of day and night, Yang Yingsen could see that this youth's face was actually quite familiar to him.

"Then we are such coincidence, Yang Yingsen, hello!" Yang Yingsen stretched out a hand. He looked at this youth who had an unprecedented feeling of familiarity with him, and yet didn't know that all of these were the arrangements of fate.