The glasses lying on the ground were motionless, and there were two tear stains in the corners of their eyes. Wren looked at him stunned, as if he saw the glasses pounce on him before he died, blocking the heavy sword of the Grim Reaper.

Wren flew to his glasses, spent two thousand gold coins from the system mall to exchange for a bottle of high-grade potion for him, and muttered to himself: "Don't die, don't die......!" But the truth is so cruel that all the potions poured into it trickle out of the corners of his mouth and slide down his neck.

Wren roared unwillingly, as if the maple leaf in his heart felt Wren's sad and angry emotions, and reluctantly spewed out a golden energy breath, pouring into the body of the glasses from his fingers. When the golden light entered the body, the glasses suddenly snorted, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, although he had not yet woken up, there was a faint breath between his mouth and nose.

Don't think about the magic of this maple leaf, Wren took out the seed of the lava crystal from his pocket, this seed is rich in the breath of life, he stuffed this seed directly into the mouth of his glasses, although this is a bit tyrannical, but now he has no other way but to die as a live horse doctor.

After taking this seed, the face of the glasses like gold paper had a hint of ruddy, and Wren was overjoyed, and he observed the changes in the glasses restlessly, and by the way, he exchanged a large number of primary recovery potions to prepare.

The pale dead gray faded from his spectacled face, and Wren's palms were covered with sweat and nervous. A minute passed, and the seeds of the lava crystals seemed to have their effect, and the glasses hummed a faint breath, and the fingers moved slightly. This proves that the functions in the glasses have been activated again, and they have escaped half from the scythe of death.

Wren hurriedly opened the prepared life potion and poured it in, and the glasses coughed, but this time the potion was successfully drunk, and the rich breath of life emanated from his body, and the effect of lava crystal seed healing was indeed worthy of its name, and the wounds on the glasses were repaired at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and it was intact after a while. But there was still no sign of the glasses waking up, and Wren frowned, it seemed that the internal injuries of the glasses were more serious than he thought.

As the minutes passed, Wren was as impatient as ants on a frying pan, and the crocodiles in the distance were about to find them, and the smell of lava crystals was no less than a light in the night.

The sound of the glasses' breathing gradually stabilized, long and long, and the heart beat strongly, and even the breath of strength reached the sixth level. But despite this, the glasses still closed their eyes, leaving only a vibrant shell.

Why won't you wake up? Wren punched the ground into a pothole, he is not a doctor who can't judge the current condition of the glasses, obviously every function is working normally, but why is it not improving?

Wren picked up his glasses with bitterness in his mouth, he knew that this person would become like this for his own sake. Two tear streaks slid down his eyelids down his neck to his chest, and I don't know how he used to kill the sixth-level steel tower, and his lifeless face was full of despair and pain. What is it that can make such a cold person cry? Wren couldn't think of it.

Wait a minute! Wren suddenly looked at the face of the glasses, and suddenly thought: Could it be the glasses...... He gave up on his own? It's not due to any physical injury, it's the glasses themselves whose consciousness doesn't want to wake up! Wren carefully looked at the expression of his glasses, his heart was shocked, and he looked carefully, what a sour expression this was!

Despair, pain, self-deprecation, relief. Obviously he is just a young man in his twenties, but he shows all the ups and downs of life on his face, what has he experienced? Wren realized that he didn't know anything about this friend who had always been cold, his past, his mood, he didn't know anything.

But it was this person who wanted to assassinate him half a month ago and paid with his life for him. Unconsciously, the corners of Wren's eyes were moist, he grabbed the shoulders of his glasses hard, and roared angrily: "Come back, glasses!" ”

In another distant world, on the opposite side of 'life', there is a darkness that has been silent for countless years. There is no light or sound here, only endless and eternal darkness, and nothing changes.

There was a figure huddled in the shattered void and floating, his eyes closed, merging with the darkness, his body blurring and slowly disappearing from his limbs. The face of the glasses is serene, there is no pain, no harm here, silence and darkness take all over.

His eyes were closed, he didn't know who he was, he didn't know why he was here, he couldn't even think simply. But the glasses faintly felt that it was a good place to go away, so he fell into a deep sleep.

A loud thunderclap suddenly pierced through the endless darkness and exploded in the world, and the glasses opened a slit in the eyes and closed them again. But this voice was so noisy that the glasses couldn't help but listen intently to what this voice was trying to express.

The sound made the glasses feel a little familiar, and he couldn't help but think about it, but there was no such thing as memory in the dark, and he couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was.

If you can't think of it, forget it, sleepy eyes simply thought. Unfortunately, the damn voice seemed to guess his thoughts, and roared to his heart—"Grass mud horse glasses, you cowardly bastard, you just left me and ran away on your own?" Aren't we friends?! ”

Friend? The glasses muttered to themselves with a puzzled face. Immediately, his dark and ethereal body trembled, and his chaotic eyes had a hint of clarity.

Wren, who was at the bottom of the underground lava ground, shook his glasses' shoulders vigorously, and the roaring spit stars flew sideways, all the power of his supernatural level ten was used in the roar, and the sound was so loud that ordinary people were directly stunned, but fortunately, although the glasses were not conscious, the power in the body operated on its own to protect his eardrums. Or just let him pass with just two clicks.

Wren gasped and spat foul words, not believing that cold bastard bump in glasses would give up his life.

A slightly playful voice sounded in Wren's ears: "Coward? If it weren't for me, you'd be dead. ”

Wren was stunned for a moment, forgetting to wipe his moist eyes first in ecstasy, he ignored the teasing of his glasses, and subconsciously opened his arms and gave this guy a hard, heavy hug.

"Welcome back, brother!"

The glasses felt Wren's fiery embrace, and the words that wanted to laugh at him could no longer be spoken. Where Wren couldn't see, a tear slipped down his face. This time, though, the glasses smiled proudly.