"What a wonderful little guy, I immediately decided to adopt him as an adopted son!" Freud was immersed in a joyful emotion, "Love him, really love him." I poured all my knowledge into him and did my best to raise him, but he was, he ......"

"He failed your expectations?" Lingling asked softly.

"Not only did he live up to my expectations, he simply disappointed me, disappointed me so much!" For the first time, Freud's old eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Adler was raised by you."

"Yes."

"Listen to your teachings and accept your training from an early age."

"Yes."

"And what did he do badly?"

"No!" Freud flatly denied it, "In all fairness, he's brilliant, very good." There has never been a mistake in the management of the Wind Control Bureau, and he has been able to complete everything I have done with due diligence, and I can't think of any thing he has done badly. ”

"Then why are you disappointed in him?"

"Because ......"

Floyd's voice stopped abruptly, but not because there was nothing to say. On the contrary, he had so much to say, and at this moment, his old face was already red, and the amazing words were about to come out.

Once you exit, it will be as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption!

"Because," came Lingling's tender and soft voice, "Adler is in love with your daughter?" ”

"Humph!" Floyd snorted heavily.

"Isn't that right?"

"Naturally...... no," Freud's lips twitched slightly.

The voice was soft, soft, and quickly dissolved into the cold air of the Chamber of Darkness.

Lingling understood that this was the last calm before the storm, and that the volcano was about to erupt, and she gently put a small hand to her lips, silently preparing.

"Those two men," Freud's red old face throbbed his temples as if magma was about to erupt from here, "those two men must have thought so, but it was a trivial matter, and it was nothing to worry about!" ”

"A little thing?"

"Since Adler is my adopted son, why should he fall in love with my own daughter? Isn't this in line with the humanity of heaven and earth? ”

"This ......" Ling Ling is only a little girl about ten years old after all, and it is not good to say anything about this question.

"Ronge is my pride, she is as smart as you are, and her beauty is impeccable, like a delicate work of art. I knew when I decided to adopt Adler that one day he would fall in love with her. Freud said majestically, "Not only Adler, but any man who has ever met Jonge will involuntarily fall in love with her, there is no doubt about it!" ”

Lingling didn't speak, she couldn't stop thinking, what was wrong between these three people?

"I once decided to leave everything to Adler. rights, status, as well, as well as Ronge. Freud stared at Lingling and said, "You say, haven't I done enough?" ”

"What, what?" Lingling didn't seem to get it very clearly.

"I mean, I pass on everything I have to Adler. Not only will he be able to marry my daughter, but he will also inherit my mantle and become the director of the Wind Control Bureau, and continue to serve that lord with honor. ”

"So, the sir?" Lingling understands that the critical moment has come.

The adult in Freud's mouth is clearly his immediate boss, the founder of the Wind Turbine, and the man behind feeding the behemoths!

"You say, is this the most glorious moment of his life?" Freud roared with burning eyes, ignoring Lingling's words.

"Hmph, that's not an answer at all." Freud didn't wait for the spirit to react, and said to himself, "What is he Adler?" It's just an orphan that no one wants, it's me, it's me who gave it everything! ”

The spirit could clearly sense that Freud was going insane.

"Knowledge." Floyd clenched his fists and roared, "Right." Status. Affection. Love. ”

Every word is sonorous and powerful, and the sound is like a bell.

"I gave him all the best things in the world, and I can say that his life was all given by me. It was I who saved a life that should have been lost, and warmed and nourished this life with everything I had. Freud shook his fist and roared, "But this life has betrayed me!" ”

The topic finally made substantial progress under Freud's madness.

"Because he imprisoned ......"

Before Lingling's words could be finished, they were overshadowed by Freud's even more frantic voice.

"He didn't even regard me as a god!"

The sound was like a thunderclap in the Chamber of Darkness.

"What, what?" Lingling was completely stunned, she never thought that such a sentence would come out of Freud's mouth.

"Adler," Freud said, staring at the spirit, "he didn't even think of me as his god!" ”

"God?"

"yes, you don't think it should be." Floyd's voice subsided, and the first eruption was finally over.

"God ......"

Ling Ling was still thinking about the meaning of this word, and at this time, Ziqi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stood up slowly.

"Hmph." Freud smiled contemptuously, "What, ready to continue to recharge yourself?" ”

"Words, words." Ziqi said in a trance.

"Words? What word? Freud shouted, "Where are the words?" ”

"Behind your back."

"Behind me?" Floyd turned abruptly, his curtain-like beard swirling like a tail.

But he didn't see anything.

"No, not at all." Floyd turned around again, and when the old eyes touched Ziqi's hazy eyes, he suddenly understood.

"Intuition, it's intuition. Your instincts are back! Floyd stared into Ziqi's eyes and shouted, "Say, what a word." ”

"Numbers."

"Numbers? What number? ”

"Changing numbers." Ziqi's confused eyes gradually gained focus, "Like, like a countdown." ”

"Countdown?" Floyd looked around, quickly locking his eyes on the undulating shadows of the ice.

"Did it come from here?" Floyd asked aloud.

"Hmm."

Ziqi nodded at first, but quickly shook his head again, he couldn't be sure.

Because the number is so vague that you need to squint your eyes to make out it.

It is also because, from Ziqi's point of view, Freud overlaps with part of the ice behind him, and this countdown-like number seems to be suspended above the ice and reflected behind Freud.

"Tell me, how much time is left?"

Ziqi narrowed his eyes, and in his field of vision, a string of demonic reds gradually became clear.

"Forty-five minutes, no, not ......"

"Good, good!" Floyd clenched his fists and said, "I know what this countdown means." ”

"What do you mean?"

Ziqi and Lingling hurriedly asked.

"It's," Floyd laughed, "death time." ”

"You mean," said Lingling, frowning, "you're going to die?" ”

"yes, I'm going to die." Freud still said with a sigh of relief, "But I won't be dead in forty-five minutes." ”

"And what does that mean?" Ziqi asked blankly.

"Of course it's this beast!" Freud was amazing.

"What, what?" This time, not only Ziqi, but even Ling Ling was surprised, "You mean that in forty-five minutes, this giant beast will die?" ”

"Yes." Floyd laughed again, "It's less than forty-five minutes." ”

Less than forty-five minutes?

Ziqi and Lingling raised their heads at the same time, and the mountain-like shadow above the ice shook violently. Every hazy silhouette seems so powerful and vibrant.

Such a giant beast will die soon?

It's unbelievable, you know, it's not awakened yet.

Could it be that the time of awakening is the moment of its death?

So what's the point of feeding such a beast?

"How much longer?" Freud broke the silence.

Ziqi squinted his eyes and confirmed it repeatedly before saying, "Forty-two, forty-two minutes." ”

"Good." Freud nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that God intended to fulfill me." ”

"What do you mean?" Ziqi asked.

"What do you mean?" Sigmund Freud repeated, "Witnessing the final ceremony, of course." ”

"You're saying that the death of this giant beast is the final ceremony?" Ling Ling suddenly asked loudly.

"That's right. There are some things that Adler doesn't know, and Jung doesn't know either. Floyd glanced up at the beast and slowly lowered his head, "Only I know these things. ”

"What the hell is ......," Lingling was about to ask, when he saw Floyd wave his hand.

"Don't rush, don't rush." Floyd put down his hand and glanced at Ziqi, "How long is it?" ”

"Forty minutes."

"Hmph, that's enough." Floyd smiled, "Although I know a lot of things and have to talk about it for a long time, forty minutes is enough. ”

Ziqi and Lingling were quiet again, and they both understood that this was a crucial forty minutes.

"God is good to me." "In the last moments of my life, I was able to witness the completion of the final ceremony and to confess the secrets of my heart to you. What's more, there is still plenty of time, very much, so much so that I can vent all the resentment in my heart! ”

"All ......"

"Don't interrupt me!" Freud said majestically, "Give me the remaining forty minutes, and I will give you everything I know!" ”

After Freud finished speaking, he swept Ziqi and Lingling one by one with his vicissitudes of life, and both of them were silent. Freud raised his head again, and the mountain-like shadow still trembled violently.

"Good!" Freud yelled, seemingly pleased with the environment in which he was speaking.