After awakening the memory of the world

The outside of the window has been completely covered by ice and snow. Ji Qingyan looked out of the window, and the heavy white covered the bridge. They were temporarily unable to leave from the flight. Ji Qingyan turned on the smart ring, and the weak signal trembled, and soon disappeared. , the red forbidden communication lights up again.

"It is impossible to link external signals here," Xi Jiansong said. He unfastened the safety buckle, and the flight was completely damaged and could not go on the road. This meant that if they wanted to continue moving, they could only continue on foot.

Xi Jiansong's face was still cold and hard, his brown eyes were sharp and solemn at the moment, he stretched his right hand slightly, and the thunder and lightning gradually fell from the palm of his palm, extending from the water droplets, and the lightning that was ignited in the mid-air outside the window suddenly fell and split open. A corner of the sky.

Xi Jiansong kicked open the gate of Feihang, and he jumped down from the hanging ladder. Xi Jiansong handed Ji Qingyan his hand to protect him from Feihang.

Ji Qingyan's bibliographies continued to swell outward, but their figures completely disappeared in place.

"Next we have to cross the bridge. No matter what the other party's purpose is, it doesn't matter now," Xi Jiansong told Ji Qingyan: "You have to protect your own safety. Now we are in the open, and the enemy is in the dark." , all clues may be just bait."

Ji Qingyan nodded, he controlled his star energy, and followed Xi Jiansong to the other side of the bridge.

The silent wind and snow still dominated the dark night. The man on the high platform bit a cigarette butt and slowly pulled the trigger.

A cold-colored bullet came through the air and landed beside Ji Qingyan. Before he could react, Xi Jiansong pulled it away. The high-speed rotating bullet deformed and disappeared like scattered fireworks. up.

It was like a prank, but at this moment their hearts sank, the feeling of being watched all the time made people feel like a pain in the back.

As soon as Ji Qingyan raised his arm, a faint singing sound came from the other side of the bridge. He raised his head as if he had sensed something, and the scattered pages turned into sharp arrows, shooting the arrows hidden in the ice. The projection light ball in the layer detonates.

The inexplicable singing disappeared quickly, Xi Jiansong reached out and grabbed the blade that was attacking beside Ji Qingyan, the lightning spread from his palm, and Ji Qingyan immediately pulled away to dodge.

A golden formation appeared at the feet of the gray-robed man, Ji Qingyan retreated, and the golden circle of light rotated, constantly absorbing the misty ice mist, completely absorbing the heavy mist that covered his sight, and the cold air continuously flowed from the bridge. Soaring, but faster, are the suddenly enlarged ice crystals.

"The sky is vast," the gray-robed man said, his voice was so immature, he retreated with a thin figure, and the pale golden nightbirds chirped sharply beside him.

The hurricane blew Xi Jiansong to the other side in an instant, and the ice condensed on the ground with heavy frost and snow. The man in the gray robe did not show his face, and his thin face was hidden by the wide hood. As soon as he made a move, white camellias suddenly bloomed at his feet, completely surrounding Ji Qingyan.

"What exactly do you want?"

Ji Qingyan dodged the sharp sword and asked hastily.

"You should understand." The boy replied, he tried to answer ruthlessly, but the too immature voice still made him feel a little annoyed.

So he became a little angry, the ice crystals in the air condensed together again, gradually spread out in his hands, turned into the shape of a night bird, and attacked Ji Qingyan.

The pale golden halo spread around Ji Qingyan's side, blocking out the ice, and the frost quickly climbed up along the upper edge of the page. He disconnected the link of the page, and reconciled the star energy in his palm middle.

The boy floated in mid-air along with the cold wind blown by the night birds, his figure was covered by the gray robe, and the cold thorns that were as sharp as needles were scattered by the spin.

The white camellia blooms in the cold wind, and the light-colored petals gradually hang down, exuding a cold fragrance tempered by the ice.

Ji Qingyan recovered the star energy, the reorganized starlight integrated the book records, and the faint light color enveloped everything. Ji Qingyan avoided the blooming camellia and the opponent's arrow, and soon sank down, sweating. Rolling down from his forehead, in panic, he raised his arm, holding a sharp knife in his palm, and attacked the figure in mid-air.

The boy suddenly dodged Ji Qingyan's attack by turning his side slightly.

"I can't understand a word you said," Ji Qingyan said indifferently, his voice was steady, cold sweat was streaming down his forehead, his voice was trembling because of the pain and the open wound .

Scarlet blood stained Ji Qingyan's sleeves, and his figure paused because of the trauma. Ji Qingyan distractedly looked at the position where Xi Jiansong was, but soon, he paid for it because of this slight glance. paid a heavy price.

The night bird gently covered Ji Qingyan's chest with its sharp long beak, and the icy frost and snow spread continuously from his chest, Ji Qingyan's brows furrowed, he bit his back tightly The molars pulled out the cold arrow from the wound.

The dripping blood kept falling, Ji Qingyan covered the wound and retreated, he pulled out his star power, covered the wound and retreated to the other side.

"Why do you want to evade your responsibility?" The boy gradually landed on the ground, but his voice was full of malice: "All of this is obviously your fault."

"Why are you still laughing?" The boy stretched out his arm, and this time Ji Qingyan saw clearly that the boy's arm was covered with criss-cross stitches, and the cold frost and snow spread out from his palm .

Ji Qingyan's expression was also solemn, his silence and his confusion were all reflected in the boy's eyes.

"Why don't you know anything..." the boy asked sharply, "How can you not know our pain and despair."

The cold wind blows sharply on the bridge, and the night time is continuously lengthened. Night birds are flying in the air, blowing the cold wind and frost away from the boy's side, and hovering intimately over the boy's head.

Ji Qingyan's body sank slightly, and the golden brilliance of Shulu enveloped him in an instant. Ji Qingyan blocked the cover of the snowstorm and stood silently on the spot.

"I don't understand the suffering you have suffered," Ji Qingyan said with difficulty, "but if you want, can you tell me about it?"

The sharp roar suddenly fell, and the ice stopped immediately. The boy took off his hood. There was silence and pain in that immature face, and there was an old and aging look in his eyes.

Is this the look a child should have?

Ji Qingyan questioned himself painfully, and the blood dripping from his hands gradually solidified in the icy wind and snow.