"They... Let's go. ”

Qing Shibo's voice was very deep, mixed with a little muffled.

The golden cite subconsciously asked, "Where did you go?" ”

I only understood when I asked it, and I looked at each other a little dumbfounded.

The golden glass eyes couldn't help but be a little dim, the corners of the mouth were downward, and it was rare to have some dull emotions slowly spread on such a face, and they climbed tightly on the face and refused to leave.

Qing Shibo looked sideways and said, "Actually, it's been a long time. ”

"Has it been a long time?"

The golden cite was in a trance, with a bit of silence on its face that had jumped out of the past.

It was also true that he did not know how old he was in that seal.

In the blink of an eye, it was just a dream, and the darkness changed to this dreamlike future in an instant.

It's very wonderful, the general existence of such a future, it makes people feel anxious, it is something that he has never seen before, and cannot even imagine.

Weak humans have easily sent steel into the sky, even reaching the space that once existed only in legends.

It's just a wonder created by man's own machine, isolated from most distances, and can be called through a simple signal.

For their time, it seems a little ridiculous, the development of the age of knowledge is indeed like this, after all, it is also a monster that has lived for many years, although it is incomprehensible, but it is acceptable.

After all, he has also gone through many eras, and he has experienced more changes, and the change of dynasty has also had that mechanical operation with the passage of time.

There is no such rapid spread as it is now, but it is completely acceptable for him to accept such a change, so it is time to wait for the full understanding that it is needed, but he will not be afraid.

Brilliant displacement, wonderful world, colorful flying.

Zhong Sannian is a shy girl, and her life seems to be really delicious.

It's just that the information learned through those screens has not yet made the golden cites fully react, what kind of era is it in now?

Yes, he hadn't fully adapted to the darkness, fully awakened, and he hadn't really been able to comprehend how much time he had crossed.

Now...

It seems to be understood.

The wheels of time and space have worked, with the traces of time, and have long since drifted into the distance, and he has been gone for so long, so long that even his companions have long disappeared into the dust of history.

The person who once said that he had communicated has turned into a wisp of mourning, and he has no way to see the existence that once talked to each other, and he seems to have erased his mark in this era.

Leng Qiuhan rescued him from the seal, but he didn't say much, he just threw over a suit of clothes and locked himself in the alley, and he couldn't go in and out at will, and he was usually very strict.

If he seized the opportunity to run to this girl's house, he would probably still be watched at a fixed time.

He couldn't restrain how the outside world had become, it was his own thought, it turned out to be novel and funny.

It was once unseen, and I didn't think it was long gone.

The golden kite slowly leaned back, leaning back against the position of the sofa, and looked ahead with a somewhat stunned gaze.

Once my own years, so ethereal.

I have already cut off the time and space of the past, and I can no longer see the shadow of the past, and I have already disappeared between the years of this time and space, and I have not left even a trace, but the smoke has passed quickly, and I have never stepped on any footprints.

How sad?

But it seems to be too real, and the bones of the real self will hurt.

True, so deep in yourself.

It's not that he hasn't seen his companion, and it's not that his head was cut off in an instant when he left Fang Fang, and it's not that it hasn't happened.

It is even too common in their years, but they are the monsters who are fighting for enough bloody wind, and the sky is shrouded in red clouds, tightly oppressing everyone's nerves, full of joy, full of pain, all feelings have gone to the extreme, and quickly flew to the peak.

Everyone was well prepared and had a great time.

In those years, he saved a mark, knowing that he would not leave any traces, but he was also wanton and presumptuous.

There is wine today and drunk today, and when he waits for the other day, I am afraid that he will return to the west with his life.

How many have the golden libs witnessed with their own eyes?

I can feel the departure of life every day, but I have never been really so confused, and I have long been used to the departure of others.

For himself, only his own life is fun, and the use of other people's lives as a thing is not an unacceptable thing for him.

I have already experienced my own pleasure in my memory, but now I only heard a few faint words, but I felt a trance in my heart.

Somehow I trembled a little, the trance shadow in my memory was in front of me, I couldn't see the true love seal for a long time, it seemed that there was only one day, but I also spent a long time in the years of my own existence, and I wiped my own shadow clean, and I couldn't see it for a long time.

How long has it been, the memory in my mind is not as vivid as it once was, but it has left a faint shadow, and it will soon be quickly replaced by my own memory.

Nowadays, the real world is rapidly filling your eyes, and the rapid light and shadow have already covered your mind, and soon this memory will quickly disappear.

Is it pathetic?

Even if they have walked together, everyone calls them brothers and speaks, and after thousands of years, they will forget about it, and where will they remember who it is.

Golden Vine Kite thinks that he is a person who values affection and righteousness, and he can quickly change such emotions, and he can understand when he will forget.

It can also be clear what time is.

"Are you alright?" Qing Shibo asked.

The golden clay nodded seriously, but at the end the corner of her mouth showed a sneer, as if she was mocking her own simplicity and naivety.

Biting his head gently, with a little helplessness, he naturally couldn't tell such an emotion, he was the wreckage of a simple person at this time.

Even if it was a little restrained, it couldn't suppress his jumping heart.

It's just that somehow, just such a simple sentence, but I feel that every word has become an iron chain, buckled on my shoulder, and a layer of shackles has fallen, and it has been severely suppressed, and it cannot be moved.

The golden cite was silent for a moment and slowly opened her mouth, the tone in her throat was a little dull, and she didn't know what to do, but she just pressed her throat tightly, extremely uncomfortable.

"I... Actually, I miss you a lot. ”

Even if it will soon be forgotten in the back of the mind, only a simple figure is left, which cannot be really remembered in the mind, there is no real meaning of existence, it is just fleeting, maybe even this existence will be forgotten after many years, but it is sincere...

"In that darkness, I think of you once in a while."

The years of the seal were indeed not very good.

The dark silence, the black oppressive gaze, unable to see any existence, even oneself can only feel instinctively, unable to see the so-called truth.

It's just that he consumes himself in silence, and consumes his life in that darkness, until he is exchanged for eternal silence.

Maybe it can't be exchanged for that really silence, forever it's just that in those years, I have done more of my own annihilated spirit, and I can't get any trace back, knowing that it is gone, and the seal is over.

The golden kite is very jumpy.

In another word that is easier to understand, it is called live.

He's more alive than others, no other monsters are more energetic, a kind of jumping elf, and even he thinks it's too lively.

Can't stand the dullness.

I can't accept it, I'm lifeless, and when I swim in the wilderness, I always want to do something to make a fuss, so I can be considered happy.

How could he accept to sink in that darkness, completely destroy his will, wear out his expression, no longer have a real existence, disappear in that eternal loneliness?

I can't accept the natural resistance, but in that seal, I can't allow him to resist, I can't tolerate any other thoughts, I can only accept it quietly, and there is no other choice.

All kinds of tossing and turning just hit the fist on the cotton, and there was no reaction.

Falling into that silence, I amused myself as I remembered the past.

Over and over again, living his original life, in his mind, he showed a unique small world, for himself and for that part of his own belief.

The friends I have made, the past I have encountered, tightly entangled in my life, thinking back and forth, this is the day when memories will fade after all, how to limit the number of flowers, and there will be a moment of face color after all.

As the color gradually disappeared, he once asked if he was going to disappear like this, in this time, completely succumbing to the darkness, and he could no longer have his own will.

The golden cite's desperate nostalgia, but it can't stop its positive disappearance, and its former friends are gradually moving away from themselves, and it is no longer possible to know what is tangled and missing?

Until a beam of light changes lives...

He really misses his former friends and cares about the original king, but for himself, it's really okay, does he really have the right to think about it again?

Can you really think about those people you used to be?

Will you still have the original story?

returned to this time, the sunny world, the light shone on the body, even I seemed to be, the little sun shining brightly.

How long has it been since he has seen the sun?

How long has it been since I saw my former friends?