There is a new blank in Zi Nian's head, and only when there is a blank can a new thing really be put in......

The mind and the heart, in the case of the painful loss of the moon, sit at this point, it is difficult, it is difficult. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Zi Nian felt that his whole body was empty, and he had no worries......

He felt as if his body was back in the moment of being a baby, and so was his heart, as if he remembered his mother's embrace when he was a baby, his mother's smile, the feeling of his own skin brushing with his mother, and the happiness of his mother kissing his forehead......

It felt so real, so blissfully shivering......

Tracing back to the source, this is Zi Nian's own self-purge.

Time and space seem to go backwards, and it seems to be just a retrospective in the dark......

I am a baby, and my mother's face is so young, young...... Yes......

What a familiar feeling this is, Zi Nian heard the cry in the dream again, "Zilang, save me, Zilang save me......"

This cry was no one else's, it was the young-faced mother.

The person who called for help in the dream was none other than his mother Xuetian.

The vague influence of the purple dream and the vision of the moment merged, blending into the young appearance of the mother.

And she was really left behind somewhere, or in some space, which Zi Nian could feel......

She was not calling herself, but her father, Ziguangchen......

She called him Zilang, and he had been the same for many years.

It's just that Zi Nian, who is a son, heard this cry for help......

Mother, Mother......

Although Zi Nian closed his eyes, a stream of tears flowed by, and a stream of compassion flowed by, as if countless reincarnations had passed, all of which were past and old things, clear and blurred, all floating by one by one.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Zi Nian was sure that the person who called for help in his dream was his mother.

"Little aunt, I wish you knew this." Zi Nian looked at the Dawn Crystal in a daze for a few seconds, then closed his eyes again and felt the fruits of his months of hard work.

On the contrary, nothing is felt.

The mother's voice, the mother's call, the mother's young face, and the blissful feeling of being a baby all slipped away......

From the beginning of this night, Zi Nian never dreamed of his mother's young face again.

The heart, as if once again emptied, all strong or light emotions.

"Little aunt, why is that?" For half a month, Zi Nian practiced every day and felt nothing, as if he didn't exist.

He didn't know it yet, it was the darkest before dawn.

The setting moon was even paler, and Zi Nian didn't know how long she could last.

Although this dawn crystal has the legend of Nirvana, what can support the continuation of the crystal is the spiritual power of the falling moon, and this kind of consumption is very huge.

Even after nothing to gain, Zi Nian continued to meditate every day.

And so it went on for another two months.

At midnight that day, he suddenly felt something......

His heart was filled with the breath of the dragon, and the black dragon also quieted down, hovering in front of Zi Nian, as if waiting for him to open something.

Zi Nian felt that his whole body was full of dragon breath, and he was entangled, but it was a comfortable feeling, and he caressed it gently......

From the inside out, it seems that he is also a dragon, the leader of the dragons......

Convex and convex ......

The golden dragon bones in the beast language ring suddenly shone brightly, and the entire beast language ring was golden, like bright gold, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Sudden protrusion, protrusion......

The golden dragon's bones creaked and stirred a few times, and then they roared out of the ring!

Hovering around, where it passed, a piece of golden light was shining, those stone pillars were shattered, and dragons of various colors rose into the sky, magnificent, vast, as if hovering in the sky, and their bodies seemed to be clinging to countless bright stars......

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