Next to the filthy Tan, the bloodshot head made Jiuyan feel familiar at this moment.

That pale cheek, under the light of the purple light, looked so clear, Jiu Yan's heart sank, and he recognized who this person was.

When he participated in the Demon Forest, one of the old men was the old man in front of him, but now there was only one head left, and for a while, Jiuyan's heart could no longer be calm.

Jiuyan was sad, and looked at the old man with only his head left with some sadness in his eyes.

He stood quietly, a little trembling, he clasped his hands, sighed deeply, and said in a low voice: "How can this be?

At this moment, Jiuyan's mood was very heavy, and there was only one head left, and his eyes were so sad that he remembered a lot.

In an instant, those lovely pictures of Qinghai were presented in front of his eyes.

"How can this be? the whole Qinghai people," Jiuyan said in a somewhat sad tone.

"God!" the old man said, his voice seemed to tremble.

Jiuyan paused, and slowly leaned down: "Tell me, what happened to all this?"

Jiuyan was sad, unable to control his emotions, and at this moment, his quiet cheeks were full of sadness.

When he found that the whole Qinghai was discolored, the islands were sinking and collapsing, Qinghai was full of waves, barren everywhere, and life was lost, no one was more anxious than him, but he chose to endure it at the beginning, because he had learned to bear it.

He stood on the waves, bearing alone, silently sorrowful, and no one would know what the boy was thinking at that moment.

Qinghai is the first place he saw after opening his eyes, those beautiful islands, those lovely teenagers, maybe there are sorrows and joys, but he is a person after all, he is grateful, grateful to those old people who risked their lives and rushed into the magic forest, grateful to those young people who treated him like dear relatives.

For a while, Jiuyan reminisced a little bit, and the scene in his mind kept appearing, and his heart was full of sadness.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Jiuyan trembled and looked at the old man with only one head left.

From now to the end, the old man just looked at Jiuyan, his pale face had never changed.

A moment later, the first tears slowly dripped from his cloudy eyes, that despair, that sadness, that desolation that belonged only to him, that he was old and powerless.

"Young master!" the old man said in a sad tone, looking at Jiuyan, tears glistening in his eyes.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Jiuyan's tone was full of anxiety and urgency as if he hadn't noticed what the old man said.

At this moment, Jiuyan's heart was heavy, he couldn't listen to any irrelevant topics, he just wanted to know everything he needed to know, and no one was more anxious than him.

"It's all si, we can't stop the bad luck" A few crystal tears fell from the old man's cloudy eyes again, slapping on the ground, as if he also heard the sound of heartbreak.

Jiuyan's body trembled, he clenched his hands, closed his eyes irrepressibly, he was controlling himself.

"Don't let the tears obscure your vision," he remembered, the old man's words.

That time, the last time he left the magic forest and looked back, his eyes were moist and tears almost filled his eyes, but it was the old man who taught him how to do it.

"Why?" Jiuyan's body was still trembling, and there was a tremor in his tone.

"God, waking up, his servant is interfering with everything," said the old man.

"The demon clan in the depths of Qinghai, who has been tempted by him all the year round, has made a lot of mistakes, and we want to stop all this"

"So you've abandoned everyone?" Jiuyan shouted in a loud exclaim.

At this moment, he no longer understands, and he is in vain.

Those pale young people, those lonely and desperate children, and those women and children with sad expressions, Jiuyan's heart was trembling, and everything he said was like a dream, always in his mind.

"We didn't abandon our families, but we have to do it," the old man's voice was hoarse.

"All of you have come here, for your mission, or are you afraid?" said Jiuyan, furious.

He couldn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out, isn't a person's strength the so-called guardian? If this is discarded, then what is left? Even if you step on the peak, what's the point?

"Yes, we are afraid, we are afraid of its awakening, it will be a calamity for all living beings, all we must stop, even desperate to stop it" The old man roared, his cloudy eyes constantly flowing with tears.

"Mission!!" Jiuyan looked sluggish, probably thinking of those ridiculous topics.

I come from the land of the Sayings, I see the mountains are beautiful, I see the beauty of the earth, over the heavy mountains, there is a land, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, there are lovely people

In that ballad, Jiuyan's pale cheeks suddenly appeared with a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"Do you understand?" the old man looked at Jiuyan.

Jiuyan's body shook: "What should I understand?"

"Aren't you curious, where the strong men of the human race from generation to generation went with those patriarchs who disappeared?"

"They have all come to the bottom of this abyss for the mission, and suppression and protection have always been our mission"

"For thousands of years, we have been trying to merge, all of God, resurrect the ancestors," the old man trembled.

"Now, we were wrong," the old man smiled sadly and self-deprecatingly.

Jiuyan looked sad, he closed his eyes slightly, not wanting to think too much.

At this moment, he found that he was very tired, and the moment he opened his eyes, he already had an inescapable mission, and he was burdened with a mission that ordinary people could not understand, and he remained silent because he was also confused.

"My past, my whole life has stepped into the fog, I can't see the past, I can't see myself, I can't even predict the so-called future, what else is waiting for me to do" Jiuyan ridiculed, he was just a teenager, but he had to carry the so-called mission, and he walked on in a muddy way, without a beginning, and without an end.

Jiuyan slowly stood up, feeling tired for a moment, he tilted his head and looked at the misty sky, a feeling of sadness.

At this moment, the two couldn't help but fall into a very silent atmosphere, the old man's eyes never left Jiuyan's figure, and Jiuyan was looking up at the invisible Tianyu all the time.

I don't know how long it took for Jiuyan to come back to his senses.

"What happened in the whole Qinghai?" Jiuyan sighed, he couldn't change the past, so he had to be prepared for everything that could happen in the future, because of the guard, and the mission.

Obviously, the silence for nearly half an hour made Jiuyan think a lot, no one is wrong, everyone has their own thoughts, maybe they will choose what they like to do, but some people are destined for a lifetime, happy or sad, he can't choose, then he has to subvert everything and use powerful power to subvert.

Now, there is only one road in Jiuyan, since there is no retreat, then move forward.

"Is God waking up?" Jiuyan whispered, he had suppressed all his emotions.

The so-called mission, and everything that shouldn't be, may have changed Jiuyan, and his heart is growing rapidly.

A teenager's heart should have enjoyed the joy of family, the doting of his parents, the rebellion of his youth, and the friendship between friends, but all this Jiuyan was lost.

He didn't enjoy everything, just because he was him, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of fate, but he chose another path, his heart gradually revealed madness, and that heart that was so quiet and frightening, as if it didn't belong to him, was growing rapidly.

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