Li Yanyu opened her eyes, her vision changed from pitch black to brilliance, and this sudden change made her feel a little uncomfortable and had a slight headache. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Li Yanyu got up from the floor with his hands propped up.

It was still the dusty interior of the palace, and the chair she had broken before had fallen crookedly to the ground beside her. The silver cobweb rune vanished without a trace, and everything seemed mysterious as it was quiet.

This is the second layer of the Divine Path, and he entered the inside of the cobweb rune...... Hey? Li Yanyu lowered his head and found that there was a thumb-sized silver spar lying in his hand, this kind of silver spar was very rare, and it could only be obtained by breaking the forbidden spell-level rune in this continent. This kind of spar can increase the cultivation rate of at least five stars. Fantasy ...... Give it to Zhao Yin.

Li Yanyu felt the situation in her body, and she was taken aback: What? Already a star for a scholar? When Ning Zixing broke through the three-star spirit in the Winged People Kingdom, it also aroused a lot of envy and hatred among everyone, and the warrior is much more difficult to cultivate than the magician!!

With his own ability, he was able to get out of the forbidden spell-level illusion rune completely, and he also completed a breakthrough in one fell swoop? Fengshenlu won't be pit me, right? Li Yanyu touched his face, tears were still hanging on his face, wet and wet, like the kiss of that dead child......

She suspected that she had just had a long, real dream, and that when she woke up, she should forget everything in the dream and return to reality. But her eyes widened, and her face was all over her shame. He smiled happily, his eyes pondered, his eyes were cold, he was as safe as water, he was lonely as a cat. The black hair is full of memories, but those hellish and hard days are permeated with inexplicable sweetness.

She always didn't understand why Evil Moon Ling's eyebrows were full of murderous blood, it was clear that he was only fifteen years old and should be beautiful and fragile, but he was just a young man, like a white head overnight. After reading his past and witnessing his memories, Li Yanyu couldn't understand what supported him to go on without looking back in those eventful years.

Childhood should have been the most hazy and dreamy childhood, but it was at that time that he understood the meaning of poignancy. Li Yanyu didn't complain, nor did he hate Evil Yueling, who really forgot about himself. Maybe Evil Yueze is right, no matter how gentle and silent she is, in Evil Yueling's memory, she can finally be the link to the dark times of the past, lingering.

Li Yanyu stood up, and the dust flying everywhere in the palace caused her to cough. She must go on like this without looking back, for Lin Qianqian's smiling face like a bright sunshine, for Ning Zixing's gentle and evil charm like a stream, for Zhao Yin, who is constantly funny, for the current evil Yueling, for ...... The past, cunning and naïve, lost.

Li Yanyu covered her chest, she understood that that place had always been scarred. After all, she is not Evil Yueze, and her voice and appearance have remained unchanged for thousands of years. After experiencing such heavy memories, she didn't understand what else to do except heartache, not for herself, for that unruly, black-haired evil Yueling.

She just watched him reincarnate in his dark childhood, watching him wander in the dire black and white world, she couldn't do anything, she couldn't do anything but look, not even hug him.

Li Yanyu's footprints were clear on the dusty ground, and she was looking for the exit from the palace. Now, she could finally stop watching him suffer. Closer, closer, she could hold his hand tighter.

Awesome, Li Yanyu stood on tiptoe and slowly pushed open the exit. (To be continued.) )