Standing in the center of the main hall, staring at the "Qingshui True Dragon Robe" suspended in front of him, Ye Yu had never had such a strong feeling, he was only one step away from the servant, but it was this step, he had waited for decades, and now it was finally time to blossom and bear fruit. om romance debut

Dripping blood to admit that the Lord was over, Ye Yu faded his sleeves, stretched his palms like a shuttle, and caressed the smooth surface of the robe, and a feeling of blood connection arose.

In Klinsmann's studio, the fire of willpower has been extinguished, but the residual warmth of the robe refining is still there, and feeling the temperature of the seat from his fingertips, Ye Yu's cold gaze instantly became blurred.

Time is like water, thoughts are like flying, the memories hidden in the depths of the brain, like sweet wine brewed and bitumen springs, from time to time to cleanse his mind, and from time to time in his brain become blurred, like a dream. It seems that nothing in the memory has ever happened.

It has been said that a lost memory is a kind of forgetting, but such forgetting is passive. In a trance, Ye Yu felt these fragments, suddenly closed his eyes, and listened attentively. The studio was silent, but he felt as if he was in the country of the forest, feeling the greenery around him, the birds and flowers beside him, and the intimate and vague figure in front of him. The shadow of the lights, the chirping of insects, and the fragrance of magnolia flowers in the air, vaguely, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, back to the distant Qingshui Town, on the soft bed of the lord's mansion, his mother took him into his arms, and he didn't know what was busy in his hands, and whispered in his ear from time to time.

"Son, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

"The servant."

"Why do you want to be a server?"

"Become stronger, the lintel of the Glorious Family."

"Is that what you think?"

"Yes."

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At that time, I must have been very naïve, and I must have laughed innocently. In his memory, Ye Yu seemed to see a little child, curled up in his mother's arms, blushing before he could speak. After saying a few words, he shyly hid in his mother's arms, and every bit of his memory was so beautiful.

Then. He slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled. Memories are dusty. Don't chase it, it's like aging in a cellar, you can't smell its aroma but don't know it, but the occasional aftertaste is enough to make you want to stop.

At this time, he suddenly remembered a poem, which is said to be a poem circulated in the primeval period, which was later excavated in the primeval ruins. Refresh your brilliance in another era.

"The seeds are in the frozen ground, dreaming of spring. It dreamed of itself stretching its trembling waist, with dew-dropping silver diamonds shining beside its long eyelashes, it dreamed of butterflies kissing it gently, spring silkworms opening the golden veil of their new house, and dreaming of countless flowers opening their childish eyes, like thousands of stars around the moon. ”

A seed still has a dream, let alone himself? Spring tide and summer rain, swallow buds and spit feed, now it's time to harvest rds;. For Ye Yu. There is only one fruit of the harvest, and that is to achieve the service, which is not only his childhood dream. It has never changed, and it is also the foundation of his future life.

Master Klinsmann looked at the back of the young man and sighed slightly, how much this scene looks like himself when he was young! When faced with the dream that was within reach for the first time, he was also excited and melancholy. I am excited that my dreams can be expected, and I have finally begun to embark on the road of pursuing the peak. Sadly, time flies. I don't look back, when I recall the past when I studied and sought the truth. I always feel sad unconsciously.

Perhaps this is the process that every teenager who seeks in the way of service must go through. If it is true for itself, so is this young man.

"Master, I'll leave the rest to you!" The robe refining project is nearing completion, and even the procedure of recognizing the robe is almost complete, and all that remains is the final finishing touch.

Of course, every step of the robe refining must not be sloppy, and even the final touch, Master Klinsmann is extremely cautious.

In the big galaxy, there are not a few people who die every year due to robe-making accidents, and the root cause is the quality of the robe.

However, with a top developer like Klinsmann personally refining, the quality of the robe is not a problem at all, Ye Yu still has some expectations in his heart, how strong is such a set of robes refined by top developers and top materials over time? I hope I don't disappoint myself.

Hearing the young man's request, Master Klinsmann nodded slightly, this "Qingshui True Dragon Robe" is his own work, from now on, he will withdraw from the developer world, and he will never refine a set of robes for the rest of his life.

Even if Ye Yu didn't say it, the old man would not slack off in the slightest. Many developers will be like carving a work of art when refining the robe, devote themselves to it, and strive for perfection in every bit of the robe, which is not only a kind of professional ethics, but also the charm of the developer's profession, as long as you are really the heart of the heart, you will unconsciously be intoxicated with it, and you can't stop.

Ye Yu stepped aside, Master Klinsmann stepped forward, and a raging fire of willpower broke out in the refining furnace, and the heat in the studio was overwhelming for a while, but Ye Yu was still like a sculpture, unmoved. All kinds of extremely precious materials, under the traction of the developer's willpower, have flown into the scorching furnace, and at the same time, Master Klinsmann has also begun a long and complex process of improvement, technical deduction, matrix construction, and the developer's super computing power, which has been vividly exerted at this moment.

In this way, two days and two nights passed, and the robe was finally completely refined.

The theoretical process of recognizing the robe began at the beginning of refining and continued to the last step of the project, so when the robe was completed and Ye Yu was equipped with the robe, he didn't feel that the robe on his body was equipment or an attack weapon, but felt that it was a part of himself, just like an organ in his body.

When he put the robe into his mind, the feeling of the original will touching the robe was so comfortable that he couldn't help himself. This is not only physiological, but also spiritual satisfaction after years of long-cherished wish fulfillment.

He could feel the constant flow of energy from his robes. It was this wave of energy that swept away the exhaustion that Master Klinsmann had accumulated over the months, and now he just wanted to take a good shower, then have a glass of the most mellow wine and a plate of burnt veal steaks, and then enjoy a delicious dinner, and then get a good night's sleep. It would be nice to enjoy your retirement with peace of mind in the future.

Just when Master Klinsmann was about to let Ye Yu try the power of the robe, suddenly a strong willpower fluctuation struck, and Master Klinsmann sacrificed a willpower barrier in front of him, covering himself in it, and the willpower wave was bounced back after hitting the barrier, shaking everything in the studio to shreds, and even his refining furnace was overturned.

Looking at the young man sitting cross-legged in place, Master Klinsmann couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "This is about to break through." (To be continued...) ）