Is there an end to this boring endless run in front of you? There is nothing in the dark vision, where does the long distance lead? No one knows, you just have to keep running and running, running to an unknown destiny and escaping to the end of fate.

Early summer panted slightly, sweat stained through the light clothes, the clothes were tired on the body, making early summer very uncomfortable to feel cold and wet, running gradually stopped, early summer stood in place and panted slightly. After a long time, the violently beating heart gradually subsided - it's really strange, she is obviously dead, but her body still maintains a living memory, but every rhythm of the body is no longer to continue life, but mechanically maintains a subconscious sign, which is just enough to let Chu Xia deceive herself, maybe she is not dead yet?

No maybe.

When the early summer stopped, the darkness around it became blurry and recognizable, no longer a black that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but a blur that could be peeped at. Clenching the grass flower in his hand, early summer moved slowly in the dead darkness, with each step, the darkness retreated like a ghost of light, and when the darkness completely faded and the vision returned to clarity, early summer found himself in a strange place similar to a basement this time.

This place made early summer inexplicably have an instinctive rejection, and a cold fear gradually spread all over her body, making her scalp tingle. She must have been here before, and had experienced many unpleasant things.

But I can't remember.

Ah, where is this? It's déjà vu, but I can't remember it anyway.

But she knew that this was still the East City, a place in the East City.

But she knew that this Tongcao flower, which originally belonged to her grandmother, was using it to convey that long-ago, dusty truth to her.

She just knew that she was on her way to the answer.

However, what time does the time series turn here? The released blood worms continue to gnaw all the time, and in a corner that cannot be recalled in early summer, they also completely lose their own blood that cannot be regenerated.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Early Summer went deep into the basement and searched for the results she wanted to know, step by step.

And as she went deeper, she heard some very strange sounds, ping-pong ping-pong lingering in her ears, like the collision of metal, but the crisp sound of the collision between the bones was creepy. What is this sound? Mixed with a few bursts of old and painful sharpness*, it was terrifyingly abnormal.

It's like watching a play, in early summer, as a bystander, the grass flowers in his hands are shining brightly, and the red mangs are scorching, and there seems to be some fierce emotions to convey, and it seems that he is also a heartbroken cry for just a powerless bystander.

Deeper into the basement, early summer saw a raging red flame, burning in the dark depths.

A familiar old figure was facing away from him, his shoulders shaking with emotion.

The subconscious contraction of the pupils, the majesty of this back, made Chu Xia so frightened, that the scalp couldn't stop tingling, and the heart beat violently as if it was about to burst through the chest.

Has the chaotic timing been so long?

The old man in front of her has white hair and long beard, a long robe, and a righteous and awe-inspiring fairy wind and bones - sometimes early summer also feels strange, in her heart, he is obviously such a bad and terrible person, but he does not have a little gloomy air around him, giving people the feeling that he has always been reassuring and righteous, and he is trustworthy and can be relied on.

If it weren't for more than ten years of getting along day and night, no one would be able to see his hidden ruthlessness.

As soon as I saw this familiar righteous back in early summer, I wanted to run away.

This person she doesn't want to face the most -

"Grandpa...."Chu Xia murmured, unconsciously lowered her head, and made a good gesture of admitting her mistake: in fact, once she really faced her grandfather, she would neither resist nor run away. Because she knew that she couldn't escape, and once she was caught, she would have to endure all kinds of terrible family laws.

What is strange is that the grandfather with strong spiritual power didn't notice the approach and murmuring of early summer, and still did his own thing, which made early summer in a trance, after all, this is not the real world, this is just a chaotic domain of grass heart. Therefore, she is just a seemingly safe bystander to everything that happens here, and all she should do is to prick up her ears and listen, open her eyes wide, and discern and understand the truth she wants.

Then, Chu Xia saw the old man Kai with his back to him, that is, his grandfather with his back to him, skillfully controlling a sword that was still inexplicably familiar to Chu Xia, and in the blink of an eye, he picked up several strange sword flowers, brought out several bright streams, and finally pointed directly at the flames burning out of thin air in front of him.

The fluctuations of the patterns intensified, the colorful rays floated, disappearing and disappearing, and the dim basement glowed with a strange brilliance.

In the flames, an old figure strangely withered into ashes.

The figure is familiar, and it can be judged that it is an old woman's figure by the outline, and the old woman's charm when she was young can be judged by the faint curve of the figure.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you would become like this....." In the flames, the old voice was intermittent, bearing the great burning pain, and the pain of the betrayed heart, and said bitterly in a hoarse voice; But I don't hate you, really, I don't hate you..."

What a familiar voice. In the early summer, I was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly realized this voice, which was clearly grandma's voice!

It's very magical, Linlang was trapped in the raging fire, suffering the pain of the white sword piercing his heart, but he still didn't die immediately, but his essence passed quickly, and his skin and bones were terrible and languishing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he didn't die, he was still alive, he was still awake, he was sober and suffered pain and death, and he was sober and betrayed.

Chu Xia was so angry that he immediately rushed out and wanted to beat up his grandfather, and then save his grandmother! But as soon as she stepped between the two, the surroundings suddenly fell into a pure black dead silence. There is no hideous and vicious Kai, nor is there Lin Lang who is not burned in the flames, and slowly dies without complaint.

Nothing.

Yes, she was just a bystander in early summer, she couldn't participate, she could only watch.

In early summer, one step backwards, the darkness gradually opens up again, everything returns to its original state, and everything cannot be changed.

I look at the loneliness of early summer.

Looking at a past with a definite ending, holding a painful convulsive heart.

But what happened, grandpa, why did you do this to grandma? Why, I just don't understand?

"I don't want to hurt you...."Kei said, "But you said you would stop me.... You know, the only person in this world who can stop me is you, Lang'er, it's only you! It's just you! You know how hard it is for me to try my best to get to this point, how can you stop me, how can I let you stop me....."

He said: "Lang'er, I love you, I can't do it, but, but how can I stop..."

He said: "Say that you will always obey me, say quickly that you will not stop me, so that I will let you go, I will save you, our two families join forces, this damn fate will be broken, and I Nankang can also dominate the Yin and Yang Realm!" ”

He said, "Please, Lang'er, say quickly that you will not stop me..... Say it!! ”

......

"No matter how many times, I will definitely stop you." She said that without hesitation, it made Qi completely cold, and it also made Chuxia completely cool his heart, and tears broke down.

Many things, no matter how many times, are actually the same, and the end is decided.

In the early summer, he saw Qi Cang's old cracked hand trembling violently, driving the beams of countless spiritual power to scatter and dance, and the sword statue in mid-air was guided by something, and let out a sharp sword roar that penetrated the heart of Linlang in the fire. And the moment the sword stabbed her heart, Linlang's body, which had only slowly peeled off and melted before, was instantly turned into ashes in the fire, and only the white fragments of countless ashes in the air rose and fell, not dissipating.

"No!" Early Summer screamed, she couldn't sit idly by, and once again rushed out desperately, reaching out to grab something in vain, and when she took that step, the darkness returned, and in the dead cold, she couldn't catch anything.

"You forced me, I don't want to, you forced me Lang'er!"

I vaguely heard Qi's sickly muttering, as if all the strength of his body had been drained, and only an empty exorcism remained.

"It's too late.... It's too late..... It's never too late....... "The grass flower in the hand of early summer made a sad sound, the sound was very small, very small, but early summer could hear it, and when it was heard, it was even more sad.

It turns out that grandma didn't die of illness, it turns out that grandma is-

Early summer took a step back and wanted to see the ending.

The darkness faded, and he saw Kaiichi grasp the countless fragments of ashes suspended in the air, old tears running down his face.

Hypocrisy, early summer swearing.

Immediately, Chu Xia saw Qi pinching the trick in his hand, and he was muttering some difficult spells in his inarticulate voice, and soon, many rotating beams appeared in his palm, and the beams rotated and rotated An empty hourglass suddenly appeared in early summer, and the hourglass was under Qi's control, and suddenly a just right attraction appeared, and slowly sucked the ashes in Qi's hand into it and sealed it.

And at this moment, early summer realized something in hindsight.

This hourglass, this hourglass, this hourglass that grandpa has never left is filled with, it turns out to be grandma's ashes!

A feeling of nausea filled her stomach in early summer, and she wanted to vomit, but she really vomited, tears and vomit together, in the endless dark night.

It's just a domain, it's just a fantasy, right?

None of them are true, how can they be?

Qi flipped the hourglass and turned around suddenly, a pair of cloudy eyes peculiar to the old man were as sharp as an eagle.

Early summer played a clever game.