After awakening the memory of the world

Ji Qingyan walked forward with heavy steps, silver-golden butterflies fluttered, and the golden sand left behind quickly melted into the air.

He didn't try to run the few stars in his body anymore. Ji Qingyan followed the position where the butterfly stopped and continued to walk forward. He knew that it was not safe here, so he silently accelerated his pace. Ji Qingyan recalled At the moment of grabbing the fire source.

The huge force completely distorted his existence, Ji Qingyan slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist, the condensed ice crystals around him were still condensed in mid-air, showing no intention of thawing.

Ji Qingyan could sense that some kind of substance in this space could make the star source semi-permanent, he counted down, and stopped at a certain point, Ji Qingyan slightly pursed his lips, the AI ​​in his pupils was constantly calculating The best thing to pick is the bluish light from Ji Qingyan's fingertips showing a sharp bright color.

Ji Qingyan squatted halfway, prying away the fine sand-like snow layer, and he stood up in less than a few minutes. Soon, he seemed to realize something and ran to the side. It also became blank in an instant, Ji Qingyan kept running, but the speed of the avalanche behind him was much faster.

He was completely engulfed in the snow layer, the cold air invaded bit by bit along his respiratory tract, it seemed that his internal organs would be frozen in the next moment, Ji Qingyan kept struggling, but this was so tiny In the face of this absolute power, power is as ridiculous as a mantis blocking a car with his arms.

Crystal snowflakes enveloped Ji Qingyan, making him almost unable to breathe. The cold enveloped every corner of him, as if enveloping the loneliness of a dying person. Ji Qingyan's vision turned dark, as if Like having experienced this scene countless times, the feeling of dying is like a shadow that can never escape, always silently beside him.

Ji Qingyan felt his body becoming more and more stiff, his hands were slightly retracted, suffocation and exhaustion surged up like a tide, and in a deep trance, the wound on Ji Qingyan's forehead was continuously bleeding down, gushing The blood that came out was quickly frozen by the ice.

He felt the warmth that he had not seen for a long time. Ji Qingyan seemed to open his eyes in a trance, as if his soul was floating in mid-air, and the memory fluctuated beside him like a torrent. , Countless twilight moments, every moment of memory falls here.

Ji Qingyan stared at the almost precious picture in disbelief. He wanted to stretch out his hand to touch it, but withdrew his hand again, as if afraid that the picture would disappear like a mirror, Ji Qingyan watched every movement on grandma's face. An expression, whether it is white hair or wrinkles, there is only pain in those cloudy eyes.

Those moments that he hadn't noticed before, and he didn't have the patience to look at them all formed sharp blades, piercing into Ji Qingyan's own heart, and Ji Qingyan's eyes turned red.

However, his soul was shackled in this square inch of land, and every slight defect made Ji Qingyan feel pain. As long as he was still alive, every memory would make him step into the maze of memories.

Ji Qingyan pursed his lips slightly, his heart was full of emptiness and sadness, he knew why the fireworks could not be suppressed, because the mixed star sources and mutated star energy coexisted in the fireworks, constantly magnifying everyone Ambition in the heart.

The imbalance of star energy represents the degeneration of reason, Ji Qingyan stared at the silent night, he had no voice, and no longer needed any calls and road signs.

Ji Qingyan closed his eyes slowly, the wandering soul seemed to have found his home, Ji Qingyan finally opened his tired eyes in the cold ice and snow, he supported his body walk forward.

The procrastinating footsteps echoed in the snow field again.

But at this moment Ji Qingyan no longer hesitated.

He restrained his heart that had been broken several times, and controlled the stars so that it would not overflow again. Ji Qingyan restrained the range and ran forward. Ji Qingyan watched the undulating mountains in the distance, and the stacked mountains continued to surround him. It seems that everything is about to be split.

Finally, a huge crack across the two banks appeared in front of Ji Qingyan, his expression darkened, he did not approach rashly, his pupils gradually lit up with a silvery blue color, in a trance, Ji Qingyan was silent Now, the data analysis report has come out.

When Ji Qingyan opened his eyes again, there were no ordinary black cracks in front of his eyes, but strands of dark gray brilliance gradually drifted away, merging with the ice crystals beyond the sky.

Ji Qingyan slowly approached the crack, the unfathomable crack was like a black hole, constantly attracting Ji Qingyan, he was silent, knowing the danger but never thought of retreating.

Suddenly, Ji Qingyan moved, and he flashed like a gust of wind, and jumped down when all the secretly observing eyes were caught off guard.

Like a foot in the air, Ji Qingyan pursed his lips tightly, the cold wind pierced through his body like a knife, he unfolded his body, slowing down the speed of his fall.

The eyes behind the back disappeared, and Ji Qingyan was aware of this very clearly, the corner of his mouth was pressed down, and the moment he fell to the ground, Ji Qingyan condensed the alien energy to unfold the book.

Ji Qingyan successfully touched the bottom, he dismissed the star energy, leaving only the AI ​​in his eyes still running, his dark eyes were so bright under the dark cracks, but as Ji Qingyan As we moved forward, the faint light gradually dissipated.

Or maybe the surrounding murals were smeared with fluorescent agents, so they looked very dazzling. Ji Qingyan frowned, his Adam's apple moved up and down, from the very beginning of the recording to the subsequent silent standing, here is like a The huge sunken ancient country showed another kind of charm that the world had never seen before this uninvited guest.

Ji Qingyan stretched out his hand silently. He didn't touch the mural with his fingertips, but kept a safe distance away. The dim light made him a little uncomfortable. Ji Qingyan frowned, and took out a corner of the paint When he came out, he pursed his lips slightly and did not speak.

It's too quiet here, Ji Qingyan has tinnitus, he rubbed his earlobe, one side was still swollen, his face turned red belatedly, but soon, Ji Qingyan calmed down, The dazzling murals gave him a headache.

Perhaps it was because the wound on his forehead was still hurting, Ji Qingyan felt the constant pain, but he didn't stop his steps.

He knew his cowardice and his panic, so he walked forward without any hesitation, because Ji Qingyan knew that he was not holding his own life in his hands.

Ji Qingyan still remembers the painful cry, but after all, he can't save anyone, his strength can't reverse anything in the face of absolute death, but as long as he has hope, he will always save something.