1. Night snow in the maple forest

Zhuo Tianyu had a dream, in which he came to a mountain stream, and in the wide and long canyon, he saw Zhuo Langyi, the second son who was declared dead by the doctor, but the body was stolen and lost.

The son in the dream is three meters tall, holding an ancient war cold weapon, a halberd more than two meters long, Zhuo Langyi is wearing a pitch-black soft armor, his figure looks extremely tall and strong, and his eyes are like torches, and his expression is radiant.

Zhuo Langyi's face is very different from the past, the shape of his facial features and the shape of his face are slightly different, but he doesn't know why, maybe this kind of recognition function is attached to the dream, maybe it is the magical blood connection in the legend, Zhuo Tianyu recognized it at a glance, this is his only remaining son.

Zhuo Tianyu was extremely happy and called Zhuo Langyi's name loudly, but after a while, he found that he couldn't make a sound, and his shouts were all silently calling in his heart.

The son seemed to be very happy to see it, and ran over with his steps, because his body was extremely tall, the movement of his footsteps brought the sonorous momentum of a landslide and a crack, and the speed of movement was unbelievable, and the figure produced the illusion of a visual effect of overlapping shadows.

Zhuo Langyi quickly crossed his father, and Zhuo Tianyu finally realized that he was not physical, but floating in the air, possessing all things, melting into the air, and feeling vaguely in his heart, maybe this was a dream? But the sudden and profound strong thrust prompted him to repeatedly warn himself: don't wake up, never wake up! When I woke up, I couldn't see my son!

The surging and stubborn emotions of being a father really turned into an incomparably grand wish, Zhuo Tianyu really did not wake up from his dream, and has been watching his son go all the way away with a loving demeanor, and Zhuo Tianyu has become a melt into the air that is difficult to reach, so he followed his son's footsteps and followed silently all the way.

Zhuo Langyi did not ride a horse, but he galloped all the way, and his speed was not under the speed of any mount beast, and he crossed the mountains and mountains, stepped into the jungle and the wilderness, and the speed was incomparably fast, and soon reached the edge of the island, and then flew into the endless sea without hesitation.

His figure bent up in the air, like a vigorous seal, and then hunted super god-level monsters with agility and strength, as for god-level monsters, they could not pose an obstacle to his journey at all, his body was floating and sinking with the waves of the sea, and it seemed that he did not need to swim, but had the ability to swim like fish gills, and sometimes churned out from the sea, stirring up monstrous waves, Zhuo Tianyu turned into white waves, as if he was accompanying his son to break through.

The journey of the Endless Sea is extremely long, and the super god-level monsters also have extremely strong types, Zhuo Langyi's long halberd is flying, it seems to be the power of slashing the heavens and the earth, but he still often encounters dangers, and he is always in bloody battles, Zhuo Tianyu is sometimes worried and heartbroken, and sometimes he is cheered and rejoiced by his son's brilliant achievements, of course, there will be no impatience at all.

After killing more than a dozen super god-level monsters, occasionally drop dandelion-like leaf petals, whenever at this time, Zhuo Langyi's face will be happy, and the halberd will be easy to absorb in the air and under the water, and the whole person will float in the sea or be at the bottom of the sea, and they will tremble slightly as the halberd absorbs the leaf petals, which seems to be very comfortable. Zhuo Tianyu guessed that this could be a sign of strength.

It may be a few months later, as an ionized that melts into everything, Zhuo Tianyu has no concept of time, he doesn't care about the passage of time, the only thing he cares about is his son's straight line, he seems to be able to feel the obsession in Zhuo Langyi's heart, this non-stop rush, eating and drinking, not drinking or eating, his son's obsession is only one: become strong!

Zhuo Tianyu even felt that this was his lifelong ideal, and now his son was replacing him to realize it, so he felt extremely gratified, and Lao Huai Dachang was nothing more than that.

But he still wants to witness this moment with his own eyes, the moment when his son's ability is the best in the world!

As for what is the world? Is it in reality or in the game world of Demon Path? Zhuo Tianyu was not interested, he believed that his son's world was his own world, even if it was just a small mentally handicapped game.

It felt like the end of the world, the end of the endless sea had finally arrived, Zhuo Langyi had already been reborn, and the situation that jumped out of the sea water was really like lightning, changing the air flow and temperature in the surrounding sea water for a short time.

Zhuo Langyi's whole person had already run out of a thousand yards away, and where he appeared, suddenly a thunderbolt swept through the sky, and then pushed a row of rolling thunder, carrying wisps of electric light, and a crackling torrential rain fell in a moment, and the coastline was surging with wind and waves, reflecting the black sky and the torrential rain.

The next stop is underground lava.

Zhuo Tianyu is like rain, like the wind, like the change of the seasons, and even more like a clear stream, tirelessly following his son forward, talking to himself in his heart. Sure enough, Zhuo Langyi's next stop was indeed deep into the mountain pothole, and after several turns in the dark, he finally came to a lava map with a radius of more than 1,000 yards.

The heat of the molten liquid stone slurry is extraordinary, but it does not hinder Zhuo Langyi, Zhuo Tianyu has no substance, except for being proud of his son's strength, there is no other touch.

Zhuo Langyi is about to step into the magma lake, Zhuo Tianyu has been with his son for several months, and he also has a rough grasp of his son's ability, Zhuo Langyi takes one step, as long as he is willing, it is often dozens of yards away, and it is not surprising to reach a hundred yards, unless he hesitates, he may walk slowly like an ordinary person, but along the way, Zhuo Langyi has never hesitated for a moment, and this time he must not hesitate.

Suddenly, there was a voice speaking, not only Zhuo Tianyu heard it, but Zhuo Langyi obviously heard it as well, because his footsteps suddenly retracted.

"Cold Storm, your thief profession has reached the state of perfection, and you can use magic stones to test it."

But it was a crisp and pleasant young female voice, Zhuo Langyi smiled happily, and before he could speak, his face suddenly appeared different.

It turned out to be Zhuo Tianyu exclaimed: "Cold storm?!" ”

This voice was actually heard by Zhuo Langyi, and Zhuo Tianyu's eyes suddenly saw a snowflake flying in the dark, and then woke up.

"My son's name is Cold Storm?"

Zhuo Tianyu looked around the room briefly, and instantly understood that he was still in the same place, but he just woke up from his dream, and asked casually.

"That's right." The familiar voice sprinkled from the ceiling was the voice of the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, "That's his game screen name, and at the same time, he is the NPC of the game, that is, the plot character, so your son is not only alive, but also lives better than ordinary players." ”

Zhuo Tianyu was a little uncomfortable with this kind of game terminology, of course, it didn't mean that he didn't understand, since his son's body disappeared, he had been in the knowledge and familiarity with the Demon Dao, and then asked: "What about reality?" Is my son still alive? ”

"At this point, our sincerity has been reflected, Boss Zhuo is a businessman, and he should be honest." The middle-aged man said, "You should show your sincerity." ”

Zhuo Tianyu was silent for a long time, and it seemed that the scene in his dream was still wandering in front of him, and his powerful and agile son advanced all the way, sometimes pursing his lips, sometimes laughing heartily...... My son is on a campaign in the game!

"Xinyuan Ranch, I can transfer it to you, according to what you said, it is forty percent lower than the market price." Zhuo Tianyu said.

That is the old foundation of the Zhuo family, the lifeblood of the vertical and horizontal consortium, the livestock and poultry breeding system integrating production, supply and marketing, Zhuo Tianyu has been building for many years since he was young, and has more than 10 branch bases in the world, all of which are operated scientifically and perfectly, and there is no need to go public to raise funds, which can be called the source of his fortune and solid foundation.

Now, in order to get news of his son again, he decided to give up the huge industry, and Zhuo Tianyu didn't know what kind of organization the other party was.

(End of chapter)