There was a loud bang in the sky, like a powerful bomb exploded at sea, blowing up people.

Ye Qingli trembled and felt that he was about to fall.

Of course, not really.

She just stumbled on the sea, and the waves were still very violent.

However, it didn't hurt her in the slightest.

Ye Qingli straightened his hair and couldn't help but joke:

"Sure enough, the scene is still too realistic, and the sense of substitution is completely huge."

When she looked up, she happened to see the sky peeling apart.

It's not that it's innocently cracked, but that the golden light seeps down from the cracked cloud, and it's very bright and bright.

The interweaving of bright yellow and bright red is probably called golden red.

Ye Qingli heard the sound of fighting, it was cold, it was the texture of metal, the wind was blowing, everything was so treacherous.

"A real fight that makes the mountains and rivers look disgraced.

This makes people watch fights, but it makes people look unreal, which is too fake.

It's like a joke. ”

Ye Qingli smiled, heartless.

Her voice didn't fade long before she saw the magnitude of the change, in the shattered tile-like clouds.

I don't know what made this golden light suddenly become hot.

In an instant, the surface of the sea was filled with golden light, and then it disappeared silently.

The clouds disappeared at an astonishing rate, and the patches, not the lighter colors.

Rather, as if hiding from something, his steps quickened, like a fleeing creature.

Ye Qingli looked at the sky, as if something was on it.

She narrowed her eyes, intently trying to make sense of it.

It's a person, it's a little red man......

Yes!

It was a man covered in blood, falling down.

"What's going on, is that what it means to be knocked down?"

The corners of Ye Qingli's mouth chewed a hint of a smile, and she seemed to have understood.

No matter what kind of eyes she looks at this matter, in fact, reality and nothingness are completely relative concepts.

She was not involved in what was happening in this film, so she was not real by definition.

Since it can't be changed, it's a pity not to watch it as a movie.

It's not just a 3D effect.

It is a physical experience with a strong sense of real immersion.

Ye Qingli thought that she could always be so chic, but when she saw the person who had fallen, an extremely familiar face, her heart still contracted sharply.

It's the year of the West!

"How...... Will the god of war also be defeated? ”

She could barely think about it, her sanity was out of control.

He pulled his legs and ran out.

"You don't have to go. It's useless anyway. ”

This kind of statement, perhaps, is not wrong with the truth.

But for those who are anxious, this means something else.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with oneself, hanging high, and there are some sassy voices, which are obviously equal to two words-

Under-flattened.

Even if Ye Qingli heard it, he didn't stop walking.

There is one ten-thousandth hope in my heart, hoping that this world can have a little bit of confusion.

Let her, and you will be able to catch her.

But just like that, he passed through her hand.

With his eyes tightly closed, he couldn't see what he was alive against.

The sea water submerged his body, and his originally deep facial features were separated by a layer of incomparably calm sea water, and there was a little more indescribable tenderness on his cold face.

Ye Qingli noticed that even when Xi Nian left, he was smiling.

This kind of behavior is basically equal to four words -

Willing.

She stopped in astonishment.

What does this mean, the answer in the bottom of my heart seems to be about to rush out of my throat.

She chose to be silent.

Say nothing, don't know anything.

"He, this is the path he chose, right?"

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

Moreover, the god of war is the god of war.

The god of war in this world is not sealed at will, it is obtained by relying on his own hard work and hard work little by little.

"That's true."

The man in red appeared, appearing next to Ye Qingli out of thin air.

It's just that he changed into light blue clothes, as if he wanted to blend in with the sea on the soles of his feet.

He was like a man who grew out of this sea.

"I think you've misunderstood something."

Ye Qingli looked at the blue sea steadily.

The sea is very large, and it is not difficult to swallow the body of a god race.

"He will sleep, three hundred years."

Ye Qingli felt that at this moment, the world seemed to be surprisingly quiet.

No one was talking, as if the sound of the waves had been lowered a few points.

She was frightened, and for some reason, she squatted down.

"Three hundred years, isn't it long, for human beings, it's more than three lifetimes.

He, just like that, soaked in this icy sea water for three hundred spring and autumn seasons. ”

In that case, isn't it really cold, it sounds so miserable.

"Don't worry, he's experienced more ruthless tricks than this, not to mention, this kind of thing on my chassis." He paused, looking at Ye Qingli's lost soul.

"I'll protect him, and the Protoss won't die that easily.

He's not dead.

So, don't get so excited, okay? ”

Ye Qingli looked at the little figure that he could see at the end, and it also disappeared.

The ocean is too vast to accommodate countless possibilities.

Even if it is a god with incomparably beautiful scenery and great lethality, if he fades from his original brilliance, he will eventually return to that silence.

A deep silence, a silence that has no end.

She withdrew her gaze, and the sight was over, and the god was no longer to be seen.

"I hope that he will be well in the past three hundred years."

This is the simplest and most sincere expectation.

In the end, what I hope for is nothing more than that he can be well.

"You, are you okay?"

The man was stunned, thinking that he had better say something.

This illusion is like this, it's too realistic.

But the strength does not allow it, and the spells he casts are not realistic.

He himself felt helpless.

"Well, don't be too upset, you can see why he's like this.

Everything was his own willingness.

It's not worth the distress. ”

"The point is, what he wants to do, he can't do, he will be sad."

The man tapped her on the shoulder and withdrew his hand.

"Three hundred years, in fact, it's very fast."

The man smiled:

"It's great to see each other again in 300 years. It's exciting to think about.

It's a shame that this guy didn't lose under my men. ”

He looked at the sky, thoughtful.