Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 1217 The Lost Singer (Part [-])
Zhanyin, like Hatsune Miku, is a character with the word "yin" in his name.

The moment they heard this name, several people's hearts trembled slightly.

However, as the person involved, the Palace Master Feng frowned: "Who are you talking about? I don't know Zhan Yin, and I don't remember ever claiming to be so. If you want to kill, you have to listen to it!"

"Ah this..."

Le Zhengjie looked stunned, obviously he didn't expect Palace Master Feng's reaction to be so flat.

Then, it turned into relief again, and his expression even showed some pity.

"Sure enough, did you lose your past records when you became the master of the Wind Palace? You were obviously the proud son of the same era as the old man, and at that time he and Zhang Yang were called the two great geniuses, but now they have degenerated into The villains of the cult, it's really a trick of fate!"

Le Zhengjie sighed a few words, then groped from his bosom for a while, took out a blood-colored mirror, and said calmly:
"This is a pumice stone mirror that can reflect half of a person's life, but it can only be used with the consent of the user."

"It's also a magic weapon found from the master of your evil cult. I must have used this mirror to lose my conscience!"

Le Zhengjie shook his head endlessly.

"Don't confuse me with their group of people. Although my mother is the master of the evil cult, she has restrained the people under her banner from the past, and never let her subordinates kill innocent people indiscriminately!" The master of the wind raised his eyebrows and said sonorously.

Speaking of which, this one is also an outlier among the cult masters.

Even though he is a member of a cult and occupies a high position, the Master of the Wind Palace is not very active in the matter of hunting the potentials. Even for this task, the other Palace Masters brought many congregants to help. But he came alone, and did not drag the congregation to die.

And judging from her usual behavior and Wei Cheng's investigation of Palace Master Feng, apart from the time when she besieged and killed Le Zhengling, this woman was not a person who did anything wrong, she didn't look like a cult Palace Master at all.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Le Zhengjie didn't go deeper into this topic, but used the red mirror to reflect the thin face of Palace Master Feng, and said in a low voice, "I'll connect my memory with you to see if I can piece together your past, don't resist!"

"If you don't resist, there is still a way to survive. If you resist, I will kill you on the spot!"

The latter sentence was said by Wei Cheng.

Even if the identity of the master of Fengdian is suspected to be a potential person in the past, and there are still some secrets in him, he will not hesitate to kill.

Anyone who is a cult is an enemy.

What's more, Palace Master Feng has already participated in two operations to encircle and suppress singers. If it wasn't for Le Zhengjie's face, Wei Cheng would have killed her the moment he saw her.

"……it is good."

Master Feng, who has only one eyeball, also knows that resistance is useless, and it will kill him instead.

As a result, the mirror radiated a blood-colored light, and gradually unfolded into a slide show, which began to project the past half life of the master of Fengdian.

……

30 years ago.

In the mirror, the figure of a white-haired girl was reflected.

That was the Wind Palace Master in his youth.

She has not lost the appearance of her right eye.

"Very beautiful..."

Seeing the girl with a beautiful face, and then looking back at the tied-up Palace Master Feng, Wei Cheng grumbled involuntarily.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his waist, making him grin his teeth.

Looking back, Le Zhengling was the source of the severe pain.

"No matter how beautiful you are!" Wei Cheng said in a cold sweat.

Only then did Le Zhengling let go of her hand in satisfaction.

"This is... my memory?"

The Wind Palace Master murmured almost bewilderedly.

The white-haired girl in the mirror had almost the same face as her, which gave her an incomparably cordial feeling.

This is a matter of course, because the white-haired girl is herself.

However, Palace Master Feng covered his head hard, trying to recall the events of his youth, but found that the records that should have existed in his mind had become blank, as if this memory had never existed.

"It seems that there is a strong person above the power who erased her memory with great means, and this is how the cult Master Feng was born." Noticing the appearance of Master Feng, Le Zhengjie commented lightly One sentence.

"But it doesn't matter. Even if the memory is sealed, the past will not disappear. We can still use the pumice mirror to trace the past of the Lord of the Wind Palace."

The picture is gradually outlined.

The original girl has disappeared, and there is an extra set of gorgeous clothes on her body. The style is a bit old, but it is full of sense of technology in that era.

"Battle voice Lorra, is a rising potential in my era."

Le Zhengjie began to talk about the past: "At that time, it was not long before the explosion of sound energy, the era of singers had just begun, and I had just become a master. I can be regarded as an idol of my era."

After becoming a grand master, it took more than 30 years for you to step into the realm of a grand master. I have to say, Patriarch, you are quite useless...

Wei Cheng complained silently in his heart, but considering that Le Zhengling was still standing beside him, he didn't say it out loud.

Gradually, on the mirror, the image of the girl began to change.

Her face changed from immature to lively, picked up the silver microphone, and with the encouragement of her manager, she stood on the stage and sang.

Because her singing echoes with endless fighting spirit, it can always bring people the hope of continuing to struggle, so people call her, war tone lorra.

The name of Zhanyin also came from this.

"What happened next?"

Luo Tianyi stared at the mirror and asked subconsciously.

Because the mirror surface suddenly became pitch black, and the source came from the Wind Palace Master who covered his head.

At this moment, Palace Master Feng seemed to have been stimulated by some kind, hugged his head in extreme pain, and rolled all over the floor. His right eye, which was originally blind, shimmered, and it seemed that another pupil of a different color was awakening.

Forced to do so, she could only ask Le Zhengjie.

"Later, because Zhan Yin's manager disappeared, her company could no longer operate. Without funds, she had no spare energy to hold events. Naturally, she lost popularity and declined over time."

Le Zhengjie opened the mouth and said: "At that time, becoming a singer was just an attempt. Except for Hatsune Miku, who made a successful debut, no group could successfully cultivate potential people with a lot of popularity."

"The example of Zhan Yin is very close to success. Seeing that she has reached the final step, her manager disappeared without warning. Many people feel sorry for her."

"And those people include me."

"During this period, I almost forgot about her, but I didn't expect that time has passed, and now, she has become the master of the wind palace of the cult."

Le Zhengjie sighed.

At this moment, the mirror surface suddenly returned to normal, reflecting the figure of the white-haired girl again.

But at this time, what was reflected was not the past that Le Zhengjie knew.

In the picture, stands a girl with heterochromatic pupils.

Driven by a certain ancient force, the manager who was supposed to be missing dragged the girl into a dark cellar, allowing her to inherit a certain energy inheritance with a breath of fresh air.

"I remember everything..."

A weak voice came from behind.

At this moment, Palace Master Feng stopped rolling on the ground, and the bandage covering his right eye slowly slipped off, revealing eyes of different colors that were identical to those in the mirror.

"My memory was indeed damaged, or in other words, blocked. For more than ten years, I have never recalled the name Zhanyin. Let me tell you what happened after that!"

(End of this chapter)