A hurried voice groaned in his mind, one voice sharper and faster, like the voice of a person who knows that bad news is about to happen.

"It's too late!"

"All our efforts have been in vain, and we have fallen short in the end~!"

"Quick! Seal! Let's join forces to seal it (him and her)! ”

"It's useless! It (he and her) is no longer as powerless to fight back as a baby at the beginning of its birth! ”

"In the end, I hurt the people of the world! I am a sinner! I want to repent! ”

"He (him/her) is about to wake up, and I can already see his trembling right eye slowly jumping, and I can have a hunch that he is about to wake up, and all our efforts have been in vain!"

"Haha...... The old man is a sinner in the world! cough cough cough cough ......" a helpless laugh like crying broke through in my mind, laughter contained bitter pain, that is a kind of pain to be able to laugh and laugh and be swallowed by myself, the last coughing sound of the old man's age.

The sound in his head was empty and spread everywhere, making Ye Zi's confused consciousness always want to find out where the sound came from? From whom? Why is he crying?

Who is he? Why is he about to wake up—the old man is the sinner of the world?

The darkness in Leaf's mind was boundless, but as Leaf kept trying to find a voice, light began to appear.

It is a piece of old ancient walls that drain blood, extending to the sky without a trace, and the leaves stretch out their hands to touch the ancient wall, the ancient wall is a cold and cool touch, as if touching the cold steel plate in winter, and the uneven potholes on the old ancient wall, these are all traces of the ancient saber. Some of the uneven marks are the fist and foot marks stamped on the fist and foot handover of the ancients.

The dark black color of the old ancient wall makes the fist and foot marks look even more terrifying, dark black? Ye Zi shook his head and denied his initial judgment of the color of the ancient wall, because Ye Zi found that these dark black colors were not actually the color of the ancient wall samples, the original color of the ancient wall was ancient blue rock, and these ancient walls dyed with dark black color were the color of red dyed red by blood and air-dried.

It's a bleak and poignant dark black; The bloodthirsty ancient wall is endless, and it takes how much heroic blood to stain this old ancient wall with swords and fists and feet.

What a tragic battle this was, and it was necessary to use the existence of the dark old city wall to tell the later generations how fierce the fighting was back then.

"Repentance! Hate! My life's pursuit is a happy and comfortable life, and I became famous as a prince when I was young; All the way to grow up, I was bathed in the blood of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, and I became famous; Why did I have compassion when I first saw you, and the kindness of a woman saved you from all kinds of dangers? You must have deceived me in the first place! You deceived me! You deceived me with your innocence! ”

"I regret it! Hate! ”

"I cont for the kindness of my woman!"

The desolate voice sounded again on the cold and untraceable old ancient wall, and the wailing and grief of the voice became stronger and stronger, as if the old man's mentality followed the words "Repentance!" Hate! "A howl that became high-pitched.

Sing the tragic cuckoo of ancient times!

The terrible cuckoo's cry of blood should be nothing more than that!

The old ancient wall brings a cold touch to the leaves' hands, and the dark black blood dries the history, and the cuckoo's cry of blood will not be the poignant legend that the old man has transformed into, right?

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

Raindrops fell from the sky on the old ancient wall, the cool and refreshing raindrops diluted the depressed emotions of the old city wall, and also diluted the voice of the old man's remorse, as if the rain also washed the old man's heart, so that the wailing grief voice slowly faded, slowly disappeared into the sky.

"Tick Tick Tick ......"

A drop of water drops fell on the cheeks and arms of the leaves, and the cool droplets flowed along the forehead of the leaves to the cheeks, and the sudden rain made the air feel cool and refreshing, and the leaves breathed the air with the smell of the old ancient wall, and exhaled into the nose into the lungs from the nose, bringing enough oxygen to the lungs.

Breathing the air after the rain is a relief.

Ye Zi felt that his cheeks had the feeling of being **, this feeling was so clear, where did the touch come from?

The leaves look around the ancient wall in the rainy weather, and the dark black ancient wall shines in the rain; It's all so real, the touch of the face is more real than the cool air that breathes into the lungs.

This rough texture cuts through the face of the leaves, what kind of rough veneer is it?

How could this feel so familiar?

It seems that when I was a child, I was kissed by my mother's head, when I was a child, my mother always liked to ** leaves, talking about a few old accidents over and over again, at that time, ** feeling is exactly the same as it is now, so gentle ** own child, just why do mother's hands have the touch of wrinkled veneer?

Hardworking old mother? Mother-sama with long scrolls on her hands?

Yes, this must be the mother's own face, but where are you, mother? Why can't you see the leaves but really feel them?

Ye Zi tried to open his eyes wide to see where his mother was, why there was only a real touch and no mother's figure, Ye Zi tried to open his eyes and look around, a huge bright line appeared in the dim sky, this beam of light instantly tore the endless old ancient wall in front of Ye Zi's eyes.