When you wake up, you can transcend into a god!

The boy looked at Zeus who didn't look back, his face became pale, his lips were bitten tightly, preventing the sobs he wanted to export, looking at the white back, the boy fell into memory, he still remembered, that One day, it was also such a windy day, it was very cold, but because Ji Po was by his side and the power of Ji Po was protecting him, so he was alone and did not freeze to death or starve to death, but those who killed The person who killed his mother chased after him, saying that he was the son of a ghost, and he was unwilling to kill him. His mother was neither a vixen nor a ghost, nor was he the son of a ghost. The magician's words burned his mother alive. Before being burned, his mother hid him and let him escape.

When those exorcists and people who killed his mother stood in front of him again and wanted to kill him, he borrowed his broken power and used his spiritual vision to hear the heart of that exorcist Tian Qian, knowing that Everything was just the greed of this exorcist who framed his mother indiscriminately, and it was this exorcist who personally burned his mother to death. At that moment, he lost all his sanity, and the only thing he thought in his heart was Kill Tian Qian to avenge his mother!

The broken power is very powerful, but he is too weak. With the broken power consumed, he still can't fight against a group of adults who lost their minds because of fear and only wanted to kill him. He was about to be killed, so it was good to think about it. He could see his gentle mother again, but he couldn't get rid of the resentment that he had not succeeded in revenge. He closed his eyes and prepared to meet death, but he didn't wait for it. The yelling that had been broken and worried disappeared, and I opened my eyes carefully, and I saw the flames all over the sky!

The agile, ethereal, and jumping flames are unpredictable, and the crimson flames sway and sway, extending to all directions, circles, like ripples, and more like blooming red lotuses. The beauty is thrilling, burning those ugly and dirty His soul, the karmic fire of hell, burning ragingly, brought him the salvation surging in his soul...

After the flames dissipated slowly, the heavy red lotus petals were pulled away, revealing the peerless silver-white elegance, the beautiful smile in the flames, with all the disdain, so proud and natural, half cold and half cold The scorching heat brought him a shock that even his soul could not forget.

In those blue eyes, there was a trace of cold golden streamer, looking down on his eyes, as high as a god, without waves, but he could see his insignificance in it, the flame reflected in those eyes, small Small ones, in clusters, beautiful ones fascinated him ever since...

By the time Broken's worrying call woke him up from this dream, the silvery white had already disappeared. If it weren't for the broken proof, he would have thought that the peerless silvery white in that feast of flames was just A dream, a daydream that I made too beautifully.

After the dream is reality, and his reality is always unable to have happiness, because the consumption is too high, the spiritual vision cannot be turned off, and ugly thoughts penetrate into his heart. More and more, he sees human beings. Greed and filth, these darknesses burned his reason, and made him loathe human beings. He felt that all of this was his fault, so he left with self-blame and guilt, and his only friend also After leaving him, in the end, after going around, he was still alone. He thought he was doomed to be unlucky, but he accidentally found that piece of silver.

Still so beautiful, dressed in a white shirt, without the red lotus karmic flames surrounding her, she does not lose that bit of peerless beauty, the corners of her mouth are curved, like an angel or a devil, and the blue eyes sparkle, but you can't see it. In the depths of the soul, approaching, there is no other feeling except peace of mind. I can't hear those disturbing and ugly thoughts. Under the gaze of those eyes, I can't help but feel uneasy and inferior. Is it too beautiful?Shouldn't it be close?

He had thought a long time ago that perhaps there was no existence of himself in those azure blue eyes, and perhaps the redemption back then was just a matter of convenience, just like saving a cat, it was so small that it could not pass water. However, when the forgetting was confirmed, he still couldn't help but lose it, but he didn't want to leave. The boy glanced at the person who had already walked a long way, stepped forward, and tried his best to catch up with him at his best speed. Going up, he didn't know why he was so obsessed with this silvery-white figure who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost, but he wanted to follow, that's all, that's all...

In the middle of the night, there is no star in the dark night sky, except for the dark clouds painted on purpose, there is no other embellishment. Sitting on a smooth boulder, Zeus is leaning against the tree with his back, and in front of him is a burning fire. The fire, he is not cold, but he likes to light the fire like this, watching the flame flicker, there is no reason, just a sudden liking...

He knew that the child was still there. It had been three days and he had been following him silently. He was almost at his limit. The weather was cold and he had nothing to eat. He thought he would leave by himself soon, but Unexpectedly, he was able to persist until now, his whole face was so dirty that nothing could be seen, except for those eyes that were always bright and never dimmed, stubborn, unyielding, and firm, these were very much to his liking, because someone with such eyes People are often very funny, and it is not easy to be played to death early.

Although subtle, it was extremely clear to Zeus. The long breathing indicated that the child had fallen asleep. Turning around, he saw the child who was huddled about ten meters away from him and the one who had been following them secretly. The ghost looked at the child with worry, guilt and distress, and then secretly looked at him, his face turned even paler. After a while, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and the ghost slowly floated over , stopped three meters away from Zeus, bent his legs, and knelt down facing Zeus.

"My lord, the little soul's name is Chidai, I beg this lord to take in the boy!" Chiyo suppressed the desire to escape that was screaming all over his body, and said this sentence tremblingly, after that, he lowered his head and dared not He lifted it up, and what he got was a long silence.

He didn't know who the person in front of him was, but instinctively, he felt the greatest danger since he was born and died. Even if he hadn't tried his best to restrain his urge to run away and support the boy with worry and guilt, I guess I've seen this adult from afar and disappeared. Until now, three meters is the limit. If I go a little further, I probably can't hold it anymore. Even though I don't have any breath, I can't help it. Kneeling in submission to the person in front of him, as if this is so natural and righteous, this is something he has never encountered in the 200 years since he became a ghost.