"Impossible... This can't be ......" Ying Chen muttered to himself, which had already become an inertial pace that slowed down hard, and there was a clicking sound at the joints. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The muscles and bones seemed to be about to crack, and it was extremely painful, like a wild horse that had broken away and slammed into the hard city wall, and the law that had long been accustomed to collapsed.

This made Yingchen's feet unstable, and with a plop, he fell directly on the rocky ice, grinning in pain, quite embarrassed.

Although this pain of flesh and skin was not light, it did not divert his gaze in the slightest.

His eyes, which had been filled with exhaustion and sleepiness, suddenly burst into a light that had never been seen before.

This light seems to be small and extremely large, as if it can penetrate the heavens and the earth, remove all impurity, and disperse all darkness.

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I saw that on the ice a few feet away from him, a person also fell, a thin figure.

It seems that he is even younger than he is at the moment, and he is afraid that he is only one or two years old.

The little doll was dressed in a tattered lilac python robe, although it had faded its brilliance, but the honor that represented the son of the prince of Jiupin had not changed in the slightest.

That's himself!

An even weaker, near-death him!

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"What the hell is this... What is it......" Ying Chen looked at it in a daze, his eyes were straight, and the corners of his mouth were murmuring, trembling slightly. He seemed to be a passerby, looking at a familiar and unfamiliar scene.

Obviously, Xiao Yingchen not far away, who belonged to him as a child, and he at this moment, did not seem to be in the same space.

At the same time, there is also strong resistance around them, like a monstrous hurricane in the blink of an eye, whirring and crumbling the snow on the ground.

The air was filled with a raging roar, deafening.

So that Ying Chenyu was in the middle of the turbulence, only to feel that the sky was going to collapse, the earth was going to collapse, it was difficult to move an inch, and every step was terrifying.

Even if it is climbing, it has become a luxury.

The scene that seemed to be within reach and close to the end of the world was like a huge millstone, pulled hard by a vague cow, and turned rapidly.

The memories in his mind, as they overlapped back and forth, seemed to change from the ethereal of paper to brick by brick, becoming clearer and more profound.

"I... I remembered ......" After a while, Ying Chen spoke again, this time, between the words, no longer confused, no longer half hesitant.

He climbed forward desperately, and it seemed that with the recovery of his memory, this seemed to be the boundary between the two worlds, like spring and winter, the ice and snow melted, and it was rapidly fading.

But when I saw the little Yingchen in front of me, it seemed that there was some strange disease, thin skin and bones, frozen and purple, and the desolation was shocking.

On the white ice, shivering, its breath of life has long since dried up, and it will be completely extinguished at any time.

Xiao Yingchen cried, tears covered his cheeks, and instantly became an ice sculpture, like an abandoned son forgotten by heaven and earth, abandoned by everyone.

That deep despair wrapped him in himself, and also froze the whole world!

Here, it belongs to the world that he wins the dust!

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The plot of these chapters, although the number of words is small, is really difficult to write.

is not only about the protagonist's past, but also about the future that has not yet been paved. Compared with the dream plot in "From the Sky", there are more than mistakes.

Qiang Ru Er Gen also admitted that his pen power was limited, and after this tempering, Xiao Lou found a lot of things to be improved. While lamenting that there are mountains outside the mountain, there is also the motivation to go to the next level.

So far in this book, there is not much left of the achievements that I can't bear to look at directly, and there is not much left to be tossed by this sudden injury, and Xiao Lou didn't dare to look at the subscription, and gradually chose to ignore it.

The idea now is to write down step by step, maybe the update will be slow, but it will definitely be more complete.

Maybe it will take two or three years, and it will take four or five years before there is a finale.

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As for the new book, the idea is almost complete, much faster than expected. I plan to release the book in the middle and late stages of "Famous Movement" or when it is coming to an end, but for now, it is still far away.

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Another is that I have to have an operation in May, although I am resistant (crying) in my heart. In reality, I chose to work part-time to earn some medical expenses (laughs).