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Bing guided the cat in silence all the way back to the temporary camp. On the way, he was still thinking about the phantom cat, how the Fire Nation could take away the flaming magic sword as quickly as possible, and how best to meet Michael before Ragnarok. . He is very pressed for time, has too many things to do, and his mind never stops.

However, when he arrived at the temporary camp and stood in front of the volcanic cave where the Red Guide Team temporarily lived, the things he was thinking about suddenly disappeared, and his brain seemed empty. The big white cat stared at the snow in front of him. It was snowing heavily, and all the paw prints left before had been covered by the snow. Only his plum blossom-like cat paw prints were printed on the new snow.

The phantom cat never takes the usual route, and will definitely not enter or exit from the main entrance. There are no traces on the snow, indicating that the red team has been staying in this volcanic cave and has not gone out or visited the vast majority of tourists. The camp they were at. He said that although he was no longer going to Jin Lunga Chasm, the red guide still wanted to study human skin (sheep skin) and did not want others to disturb him. The red team has to pay attention to the red director's mental state at all times, so the two of them are alone here.

If it were him, if he planned to do something, no matter which kid or grandson he would be in the future, he would definitely do it.

Bingyi thought casually as his big fluffy tail swept across the snow and then back again.

‘You’re still on guard against your parents before going down into the abyss? ah? ’

‘Unfilial son, your mother will be so sad when she finds out! ’

He suddenly remembered what the Red Team taught him when he entered the old dream last time. The Red Team...his father, but Bing's memory of his parents was really vague, and it could even be said that he had no impression at all. This wasn't as simple as losing his memory. He couldn't remember anything no matter how he recalled it.

I have never experienced it, never remembered it, so I naturally don’t have too many feelings, and I don’t know how to get along naturally - An Xuefeng said that the red team has "awakened", and they have seen the phantom cat, so they must know it. Who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother? An Xuefeng said that what people in dreams say when they 'wake up' may not be remembered by them after it is over. There are no memories beyond the present, but some 'reasonable' ones can be remembered.

For example, when An Xuefeng told Director Huang that he wanted to have a drink with Bingyi, Director Huang remembered it clearly. Director Huang should also be able to remember the fact that the phantom cat and the big white cat are real and fake brothers after the red team's "wake up" is over. of.

When the red guide and the red team mistook him for his elder brother, Bingyi could naturally act coquettishly with them, but when he was the younger brother, Bingyi hesitated.

He thought of the red team's wariness and unfamiliarity with the 'second child'. Maybe they were indeed like strangers and hadn't gotten along too much.

He has been dead for many years.

If the red team's spiritual imprint only has one last chance to awaken, maybe he should be allowed to see the phantom cat again.

Bingyi thought calmly, but also felt that what he should say to the phantom cat might have been said when he woke up last time, and this last bit of time was left for him.

The snow was so cold that it froze its paws... The silver-white Maine Coon cat stepped on the snow alternately with its paws and looked back. The crystal dragon squatted on An Xuebao's paw, looking at him worriedly. Bingyi shook his tail at them, and without any further hesitation, he turned around and walked into the volcanic cave.

The cave was warm, filled with the power of flame crystals, and the faint smell of blood. Bingyi could vaguely hear the whispers of the red guide and the red team in the depths. As soon as the big white cat turned the corner and entered the warmest cave, his eyes met the red team's red guide.

The two looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. Until the red team cleared their throat, waved to him, and said in a low and dignified tone, "Come here."

Bingdaomao walked over. That was the bad thing about the old dream. People's faces were blurred, making it difficult to observe people's expressions carefully. Bingyi carefully sensed the aura of the red team and indeed found some clues. The power aura of the red team seems a bit weak, not as solid as the red guide. This is a strange feeling that is difficult to describe in words, as if you are looking at this person and the little spirit attached to him is about to dissipate.

It's exactly what An Xuefeng said. Walking up to the red team to observe him closely, the C-guided cat thought that even if he didn't wake up the red team, the red team's mental imprint would be completely gone by the time he came back from the Land of Fire——

"Meow?!"

The unprepared big white cat was suddenly picked up and meowed in surprise. The red team's strong hands held the big white cat's armpits and lifted it up, startling the white cat. Its whole body was tense and curled up, its fluffy cat tail was curled up between its tightened hind legs, its blue eyes looked at the red team with uncertainty, and the tip of its pink nose twitched with nervousness.

"You still know how to be afraid."

The red team said solemnly, his scrutinizing gaze passing over the big white cat as if it had substance. But his face didn't last long. The big white cat soon relaxed and fell into a cat shape. You already know that look. He was so arrogant that he made the red team laugh. The big white cat was upset and said. : "If you don't learn well from a bad boy, how did your brother teach you to be so good at lying?"

"It's the boss who's running around so fast, otherwise I'd really have to ask my family to take care of you two and work together to deceive you, right?"

"laugh."

The red director next to him sneered coldly, as if he could tell at a glance that the red team was just bluffing people, and their talk of asking for help was just to scare the kitten. The attitude of the two of them was different from what Bingyi thought. It tilted its head and looked at the red team's red director, its blue eyes looking at them as if they were appraising. Until now, the Red Guide Team still thinks that he and Phantom Cat are collaborating? What did the phantom cat say to them?

After being put down by the red team, the big white cat squatted in front of him, wondering what he would say to wake up the red team. Different people have different obsessions with their spiritual imprints, and they cannot be spread all over the world with just one sentence. However, the matter of exploring the huge Lunga gap back then must have something to do with it.

"puff."

The red team couldn't help but chuckle, causing Bingyi to look up at him again, and saw the red team's somewhat blurry face. He seemed to be smiling with his eyes narrowed, and he leaned forward to look at him. Seeing him looking over, he subconsciously tapped the bridge of his nose, as if he was a little short-sighted and had a habit of wearing glasses. Glasses, yes, Bingyi suddenly remembered that his brother also seemed to wear glasses, but just to cover his too sharp eyes in the mall.

It turns out that the red team also wears glasses... This small movement seemed to suddenly shorten the distance between them. Even if the red team reached out to pinch the tip of its tail, he didn't avoid it at all. Instead, he threw the big tail into his hand. The soft and fluffy snow-white cat tail was free for him to touch.

But the red team just brushed the snow on the tip of its tail and said warmly: "Are you happy now? The tail is raised again, like a kitten."

The red team saw the big white cat looking at him with its round eyes. He remembered that when he met the cat several times before, it always had its tail raised, pretending to be the big brother confidently. However, this time when they met, it dragged its tail and the tip of its tail was stained. It's snowing.

He and Sister Hong were indeed at a loss for this child they had never met before, but their interactions in the past few days had already left a shadow in their hearts, even if the interaction was short-lived. But when they found out that the white cat was only two hours old, the red team wasn't too surprised. It seems like that's how it should be.

The eldest son is calm and steady, while the younger son is lively and naughty. The two children cover for each other and have a good relationship, which is how it should be. The red team put their hands behind their backs and pulled off the red guide's cloak, trying to get the child to say a few words, but the red team pretended that nothing happened and said nothing - she never likes to talk too much, and she has the strongest seven-emotion medium ability. When she was at zero, she could turn the clouds and make rain. The thought made her cry, laugh, sad, fear and anger, and when she was normal again, she restrained all her emotions and didn't want to have too many mood swings.

Everyone in the red team knows this, so he usually has to talk to two people. The boss also has a reticent temperament, and he doesn’t know if he just wants to follow his mother’s will. But the second child seems to be a talkative person, so I should just let him go.

"Your mother is happy to have you back, she's just embarrassed to say it."

The red team smiled and said to the still a little reserved white cat: "Don't worry, the boss didn't say anything bad about you."

The big snow-white cat shook its tail. The red team spoke in a gentle voice, unhurried and unhurried. It was the kind of voice that makes people relax and feel good. Bingyi didn't get along much with the red team leader, the red team gave him a different impression every time they met, and the current red team is just like what Bingyi vaguely imagined his father should look like.

He should be elegant, elegant and shrewd, with good business and communication skills, wearing glasses, suits and leather shoes - maybe this is the image of his father that his brother once told him? And this vague image coincided with the red team in front of him. His fingers holding the pen to sign the contract were as strong as iron. He was wearing a thick military coat instead of a formal suit. The nameplate on his chest must be the nameplate representing the captain. His body was filled with... The faint smell of wind and snow, sulfur and blood is the smell of leading a team through wind and frost, traveling through mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and killing people from a narrow escape, and is engraved in their bones.

This complex 'flavor' also exists in An Xuefeng, but An Xuefeng is sharper. Even if it is concealed by calmness and seriousness, it is like a hidden sword, showing a cold light from time to time. The red team member is gentler and more tolerant, like a scabbard, and is a perfect match for the cold and indifferent red guide. Their eyes and movements reveal the intimacy between husband and wife.

They should be very much in love with each other. When Bing thought about it, he suddenly felt much more relaxed. The parents and relatives he imagined should be in love with each other.

These are his parents, parents who have no memory and have died long ago.

"Hululu~"

The big white cat purred from its throat. At this moment, it truly relaxed. It lay down from a sitting position, rubbed its head against the hand stretched out by the red team, and let him rub its white, erect cat ears. Bingyi remembered the business and sighed briefly before thinking about how to wake up the red team.

However, Bingyi soon discovered that he didn't have to worry.

"Boss is leaving in a hurry and doesn't have time to stay. I have something to tell you."

The red team smoothed out the long hair on the big white cat's cheeks with their fingers and got down to business. When he said 'the boss is in a hurry', he paused, and suddenly remembered the big white cat's previous complaint, saying that they couldn't bear to let the brown cat go searching for the abyss and do bad things every time, and they had to keep it busy and pay attention. Hey, but this time I really couldn't blame them. As soon as the brown cat appeared this time, he immediately grabbed it. Unexpectedly, it suddenly exploded and said that it was the real boss.

At that time, the red team was so surprised that he let go and let the brown cat slip away again. He remembered that it said... and what else he said. He couldn't remember clearly. The red team frowned thoughtfully, and he remembered the brown cat. He warned that when he sees the white cat, he must speak to it personally.

"It asked me to tell you, to say..."

Bingyi, who was snoring with his eyes closed and enjoying the smooth hair, felt that his finger movements slowed down, as if he was lost in memories and was a little absent-minded. Is it so hard to recall what the Phantom Cat said? Bingyi was confused for a moment and suddenly realized something in his mind. He turned over and stared at the red team. He heard him hesitate for a moment and whispered:

"He asked me to tell you, saying..."

The red team's voice became lower and lower, as if they were trapped in an old nightmare, murmuring.

"Your mother made it out of the Kinlunga Divide alive."

For a moment, Bingyi's brain was spinning rapidly, and endless thoughts flashed through his mind. The next changes in the red team confirmed Bingyi's suspicions. The phantom cat specifically asked the red team to say these words to him personally and not to reveal any information. This may be the key words to awaken the red team's spiritual imprint.

The phantom cat specifically told him to wait until he saw him. This was the opportunity left by his brother for him to see his father for the 'last time'!