"Rock sugar gourd! Sweet rock sugar gourd, only three lucky points. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"The enhancement potion that I just found from the M78 Nebula, the potion that can allow an ordinary person to gain the ability to become huge, can be taken away with a little luck. Don't miss it!"

"Golden apples, golden apples, freshly picked golden apples. Eat one to prolong life, eat two to be infinitely powerful, eat three to become a Buddha on the ground, and eat four to eat a bad stomach. A lucky point of six golden apples, is there a fat sheep to buy it, fresh golden apples!"

There was a bustling sound of selling in his ears, and Luo Yi looked at the vendors selling their goods in the corners of this silver-white metal city in a daze.

They all wore masks on their faces, and the masks were completely malicious smiles, but they could easily look away, not caring who these vendors were.

Luo Yi knew that it was because of some magic, and the patterns on the mask were able to make the creatures with open eyes instinctively ignore them.

However, what is the lucky point of these populations?

Luo Yi didn't know, but he saw two girls holding hands and talking and laughing through the body of the vendor who bought sugar gourds, and walked farther and farther away without realizing it.

Luo Yi saw it, and the lovely girl who took out a piece of bread from her bosom put the bread in the bowl of a blind old beggar on the side of the road, but it actually appeared in that bowl, and no one noticed, and no one was surprised.

Luo Yi thought for a moment, and then walked into the vendors. He felt that he saw a familiar figure walking by, but when he wanted to chase after him, he found that he couldn't see the familiar eyes, and all that was left was the faint scent of gardenia that he didn't know if it was an illusion.

"Here, where is it?" unconsciously, Luo Yi asked aloud, but also got an unexpected answer: "Here, that's not either." ”

Luo Yi turned his head and saw the girl who gave him an inexplicable familiar feeling.

Six pairs of white wings unconsciously waved behind their backs, some of these wings were rendered a little black, some were mottled with a little scarlet color, if Luo Yi's nose was not wrong, then the blood-colored mark on the wings should be unknown people's blood.

"Are you?" Luo Yi asked, looking at the guy who didn't know whether it was a god or a human and seemed to be very happy.

The girl raised her head and looked at Luo Yi, the girl was not tall, until Luo Yi's chest was located, the smile on her face gradually faded, and all that was left was pity. I don't know why, obviously being looked at with extraordinary pity, Luo Yi couldn't get angry, but had a faint, well, approving feeling.

"Guess!" the girl said, the six pairs of wings behind her were still waving unconsciously, she turned her head to look behind her, and then stared at Luo Yi with an urgent look and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, say my name, there is not much time left for you!"

Saying her name, the girl in front of her asked Luo Yi like this. That's right, requested. But Luo Yi didn't know this girl, there was no memory in his memory, and he couldn't find anything after racking his brains, as if he was a complete stranger, which made Luo Yi confirm the name of the girl in front of him.

Although there is a faint sense of familiarity, it may be the same as the so-called sense of déjà vu, just a mixture of memories called illusions that arise later.

Suddenly, Luo Yi felt a wave of dizziness, the things in front of him began to blur, and the girl in front of him began to change in his eyes, turning into a vast sky.

Under the sky, there was yellow sand, so the gods melted in the blazing light and heat, and death swept everything.

Suddenly, Luo Yi involuntarily opened his mouth and said two bytes that had been buried by memory: "Hunting...... District?"

"That's right, it's a pity that there is no prize, but you will still get the reward you deserve. Saying this, there was a deep reluctance in the girl's eyes, and Luo Yi was sure that it was definitely not to herself, but to someone behind her.

Luo Yi felt his memories begin to blur away from sight, and eventually everything turned into a foamy phantom with an ethereal sigh.

The eyelids became heavy, Luo Yi closed his eyes, so he didn't see it, behind him, a pair of gray eyes gradually closed......

On the battlefield, the blade of the sword slashed through the fragile skin, splashing a brilliant splash of blood, dappling the vision in the sun.

Another corpse fell, and what remained was an endless cry. The cry may be carried with fear, or with excitement, with hatred, or with sorrow.

Ilya closed her eyes, then opened them. Standing on top of the tower, he watched as the warriors who had followed him and trusted him waved their swords at him.

Isn't it already in the past?

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him that once appeared in his sleep every night, he woke up from the nightmare every night, curled up and burst into tears.

Death, perhaps, is simple. His words can make countless people willingly give their lives. But he was never willing to use his right to easily deprive others of their lives. For he knew that if he did so, he would be punished.

Standing on the castle tower, Ilya couldn't even say a word, as if he was just a passerby watching what was happening in this time and space, but he didn't make any changes.

This is his memory, the time when everything was changed.

The sound of metal staggering rings in my ears, and everything comes to mind even when I close my eyes. The smell of blood was mixed with the wind, and the earth-shattering sound of fighting.

Ilya sighed, only to find the familiar voice.

With a soft smile on his face, because the owner of this smile knows that he is looking at her, but in the next second, the owner of this smile will be gone forever.

The sky was starting to get overcast, a precursor to impending rain. By the way, it will rain soon, and as long as it rains, will the fire be extinguished, and will she not die?

In a trance, everything changed, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the raging flame in the sky, and the bean-sized raindrops smashed on the face and hurt, but it couldn't extinguish the raging flame.

In the midst of the flames, there seemed to be laughter, very familiar.

Tears, flowing uncontrollably, should have been tears, mixed with the rain sliding down his face and falling to the ground.

Stupid, why do you want to do this? You know, I told you not to come here.

Didn't I tell you, stupid, that I had a way to get away from them, and if you ran away, I would find a way to leave.

Idiot, why do you believe every lie I tell and you don't believe it when I tell the truth? I said I would be able to go back if I could!

Ella, you idiot......