Fire! You purest light in the universe! You are a child of Zeus, the god of thunder will multiply you, and the god of wind will help you grow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info On that holy night, following the will of Zeus, the god of thunder sent you to the earth. - Homer's epic poem

Flame! Burn! Finally burned everything!

Big hands, big hands that are faster than bullets! It will only stop after losing control.

The one-eyed ghost with a disheveled head and blue fangs is a handsome general in the ghost army! Who can resist its attacks? Who can withstand its attack?

But there was a flaming sword that came down from heaven and split completely from its head to its body!

The big hand stopped its actions.

Bullets, shot in the big hand.

No more pain, no more trembling, no more groaning.

This great ghost is no more, not like it used to be.

The man had his feet on the window, facing out of the house, his clothes were ragged, but the sword in his hand was blazing with golden-red flames!

The man turned his head.

Or the sword turned its head!

All ghosts and ghosts return to nothingness!

What kind of sword is this?

Who is this?

"Zisan, the barrier has collapsed!" The two shots just now seemed to have consumed a lot of Jiang Guangnai's strength, and at this moment he was no longer surrounded by holy light, but his face was still holy.

Holy and white!

Whiter than snow!

The man finally turned around.

The original elegant appearance has been replaced by a murderous aura at this moment, even if it is a pair of Sven's gold-wire glasses, but I don't know where it has arrived at this moment.

It's just that he doesn't have the shielding of glasses, but he can see his eyes better.

That eye will speak, that eye will glow!

It is truly as bright as the sun and the moon!

This is, Yang Zisang?

"How is Zhou Yan?"

Only his voice was still soft and gentle, as if he was a brother who cared for his younger brother.

Jiang Guangnai didn't speak because he didn't know how to speak.

What about Zhang Zhixin? Neither can she!

At this moment, even Yang Zisang didn't dare to speak easily.

"Why are you here?" With such a humble and respectful expression, is it really the murderous Yang Zisang who killed the big ghost with a sword?

Excellency? Who is Your Excellency?

"Hehehe, God ......"

It drifted in the void like floating dust, gently and leisurely, and drifted into the ears of all present.

……

Jiang Guangnai's face suddenly turned even paler, and Zhang Zhixin suddenly stopped crying.

The room suddenly returned to its previous quietness, and only the flames on the sword in Yang Zisang's hand rose more and more!

"I won't play with you anymore, I should go back to the house......"

The fluttering words seemed to have never appeared.

However, Yang Zisang's eyes were no longer the sun and moon at this moment, but a thunderbolt that spewed out, which was a thunderbolt that flashed in the sky!

"And asked me about the sword in my hand!"

The flames on the sword soared three feet, and the thunderbolt flashing in the eyes was truly transparent and bright.

I asked the sword to cut the river, and the waves were hanging.

This sword can be cut even by the river!

This fire can even burn up the sea!

Where will this sword of fire fall, and where will it end?

It was just a meager and invisible mist.

Suddenly absent, suddenly appeared.

"Hahahaha! The spark also wants to stop me? ”

The mist was misty, and it easily passed over the fire and the sword.

Then, it was Zhang Zhixin and Zhou Yan in her arms.

"Teacher Zhang......" Zhou Yan is sobbing quietly?

Zhang Zhixin's expression was unusually stable and calm, she combed the messy hair around her ears, and then gently stroked Zhou Yan's back, and said softly: "Well, the teacher is here!" ”

"Always ......"

"Zhixin!"

In the night, the inky heaven and earth turned pale.

……

"Lord, we want to praise you. For thou hast taken our infirmities and borne our sickness ......"

It's itchy all over my body, as if there are countless ants and insects gnawing at my body. From head to toe, from torso to limbs, it was a tingling sensation.

I never felt that my eyelids were so heavy, and I wanted to open them so hard.

If you can't open your eyes, you can't see anything. But fortunately, the ears can still hear, and all the movements are in the ears.

"Cold!" It was as if someone had fallen, and a lot of things were pulled down by the way, and there was a big jingle in a large area. And the cries of concern around him immediately sounded.

"It's okay...... He's all right......" It was a very soft, soft sound, imaginable weakness and weakness, but it could not hide the fact that the voice was soft and moving.

Then there was the sound of noisy footsteps and doors opening and closing, and finally all ceased to a violent cough.

"Oh my god, fatty, what are you doing here? Go and go, take care of your illness. Obviously, the meaning is full of boredom and helplessness, but isn't it full of concern in these words?

"It's my turn to be on duty today, and I'm here." This is a young man's voice, refreshing and refreshing, which is very comfortable to listen to. It's just that this voice line is not like the voice of an obese person.

"Worth the hell! By the way, why are you sick again? If you get sick again, you really won't have a few catties of meat! ”

"Hehehe...... This kid has been sleeping for a long time, hasn't he? ”

"I've slept for a long time, and I'm tired from the cold, why haven't I woken up yet?"

"Didn't wake up?"

Extra

The sky was gray and overshadowed, suppressing all the colors.

In a panic and embarrassment, I fled from the other side of the ocean to this strange land.

It rains all year round in Europe, but everyone has a big smile on their face. This smile was polite and strange, consciously and unintentionally, given to me, a stranger.

Walk through the square of St. Paul's Cathedral, where the gray doves are fearless and snatch the baguette in your hand. Young nuns will send you God's blessings because of your generosity. I didn't feel this blessing from above, I just silently squeezed through the crowd.

Shakespeare's theater is not Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, but Alexandre Dumas's La Traviata, and the moving singing of the actors and the enthusiasm of the audience may ignite you, but it really has nothing to do with me.

The old Big Ben made a "buzz, buzz" sound, and a raindrop from the distant sky hit the wing of my nose with unmistakable accuracy.

It was only at that moment that I realized,

I'm alive!

iwasstandingallaloneagainsttheworldoutside

youweresearching

foraplacetohid

lostandlonely

……

The young and clean voice, the guitar sound is smart like a black cat at night, this is from the flutter of the heart, unconscious harmony!

nowyou'vegivenmethewilltosurvive

whenwe'rehungry... lovewillkeepusalive

don'tyouworry

sometimesyou'vejustgottaletitride

theworldischanging

rightbeforeyoureyes

I lost my look, and I lost myself, as if I saw the impatiens swaying in the mountains.

The crisp applause interrupted my nerves, and I opened my eyes to see that the smiles of the people around me had become real and familiar again.

I can see him clearly, too.

An oriental teenager with a guitar on his back.

"Would you like a drink? I invite you. The boy cracked his mouth, laughed, and shook the thermos cup in his hand.

It was my first glimpse of sunshine in Europe! Sunshine after a long absence!

"What's your name?" When he saw that I had lost my mind, he asked again.

This is Chinese!

It's not that I'm moved by my hometown and old acquaintance, but from the soul, I want to cry inexplicably.

"My name is Luo Qinghan." My voice was soft and faint, like a glass of white water.

"Oh~" He laughed slyly again, "Luo Mu is cold? ”

I nodded, looking at his face that was getting closer for some reason.

"My name is Yang Zitong." He suddenly grabbed my hand and shouted, "Uh! Good ice! ”

It's a warmth that I've never had......

"It's going to be clear!" He picked up his cup and stuffed it into my hand without saying a word, "I'll treat you to a drink!" ”

I looked up and saw that the haze in the sky had been cut open, and the orange-yellow light rushed in.

He played the guitar again and finished his unfinished song.

I bowed my head and took a sip of the still steaming drink.

Hot cocoa......

Iwasstandingallaloneagainsttheworldoutside

youweresearching

foraplacetohide you are looking for a place to hide

lostandlonely lonely and confused

Nowyou'vegivenmethewilltosurvive At this moment you have given me the desire to survive

whenwe'rehungry... Lovewillkeepusalive When We're Hungry... It is love that keeps us alive

Don'tyouworry, aren't you worried?

sometimesyou'vejustgottaletitride sometimes let it go

theworldischanging

RightBeforeYouReyesThe world in front of you is like a white cloud and a dog

Nowi'vefoundyou, now I've found you

There's no moreemptinessinside the heart is no longer empty

whenwe'rehungry... Lovewillkeepusalive When We're Hungry... It is love that keeps us alive

Iwoulddieforyou, I'm willing to die for you

ClimbtheHighestMountain, Knife Mountain, Sea of Fire

baby, there'snothingiwouldn'tdo do everything

Nowi'vefoundyou, now I've found you

There's no moreemptinessinside the heart is no longer empty

whenwe'rehungry... Lovewillkeepusalive When We're Hungry... It is love that keeps us alive