After awakening the memory of the world

From a certain moment, the thick ink has soaked the sky, and the fluorescent petals are scattered from the window, gently lifted by the wind, and the cold ice crystals are mixed in the breeze and slowly fall, Ji Qingyan purses his lips, but his eyes are focused The girl sitting on the windowsill.

The magnificent wings are dotted with silver-white halos, and the darkness sets off Swilona's appearance becoming more and more holy. Her eyes moved slightly, and the eyes that fell on Ji Qingyan became a little strange. They didn't speak. In the space, even words seemed superfluous.

Ji Qingyan looked at the ground where the star can fission, and the position pointed by Xiweiluona was affected by the other party. That is to say, the girl Ji Qingyan saw in this space did not really exist in the space. Beside him, but because of the illusion projected by their astral sympathy.

Ji Qingyan didn't open his mouth to break the silence, he waited for the girl's opening, as if waiting for an analysis that was overdue for many years.

Xiwei Luona didn't care about the passage of time, just as Ji Qingyan thought, her expression trembled slightly, and instead of being sharp before, she put on an innocent look again.

Ji Qingyan's fingertips moved slightly, and a silver-white star energy wrapped around his knuckles. Finally, Ji Qingyan waited for the girl to speak. Her voice was sweet, but like a shackled lark, it couldn't fly. A birdcage covered with thorns.

"I have been waiting for you," Savirona said softly, her eyes lingered on her white feet, and they fell on the ground tentatively, and the cold frost slowly bloomed along Savirona's toes When it opened, it turned into a strange ice lotus and fell.

Ji Qingyan could perceive the structure of the space and the tense atmosphere hidden in the darkness. The intertwined black shadows let out laughter, and the darkness never hid his figure, completely engulfing the bright light of Yaotai Mirror.

The grotesque song sounded like thunder. At this moment, Ji Qingyan seemed to be dragged into a flustered stage. He could feel the strange pressure from the laughter around him. Countless eyes were watching him, even though Ji Qingyan Yan knew that this was all false, but he still felt unbearably suffocated.

Next to Ji Qingyan's ear was the ups and downs of the music, which complemented Savirona's eyes. Ji Qingyan suddenly realized that he had never really seen the color of Savirona's eyes. The iris is like a mirror, silently reflecting everything it sees.

As well as the sluggish reaction, Ji Qingyan frowned slightly, the scattered pages revealed the light array on the front page, the star dots were empty, and the dim stone shimmering broke through the noisy illusion.

Ji Qingyan's eyes were deep, and even the star power was much sharper. Ji Qingyan held the flipped pages with his fingers. On a familiar blank page, Ji Qingyan saw a painting. The moment his eyes touched, it was like a gear returning to its original position.

Lie Yan spun from Ji Qingyan's fingertips, and the incantation silently under the skin revealed its own existence. Ji Qingyan's eyes widened slightly, and the gigantic work appeared from the illusion at this moment, and the silver bell lightly The slight shaking made Ji Qingyan's vision shake, but he quickly stabilized his body and continued to support it.

But the scorching flames climbed up to everything in the ward at this moment, and the cold frost was like a projection, silently reflected by the flames, clearly in the fire scene, but Ji Qingyan did not feel the burning sensation of the flames, only his arms The brand on his face was still aching.

This strange polar place welcomes him for some reason, Ji Qingyan thought complicatedly, his dark eyes had some strange hesitation, and during the few minutes of contemplation, he was distracted and remembered the painting by Jing Shengchi.

At this moment, Ji Qingyan realized that there is not only one kind of emotion expressed in the painting. The silent anger and despair of the gods dissipated in the palpable flames. The new flames are the carrier of the gods. The dark mark of God is the cleansing that is carried in the blood of all people.

Ji Qingyan's expression was slightly condensed. He was enduring such pain, but the terrifying shadow became stronger and stronger. Xivirona's weird laughter dragged him into a brand new world.

Fire and death weave every dream, countless cries and fear make the darkness stronger, Ji Qingyan feels suffocating fear, the air here makes him feel uncomfortable, countless eyes, countless laughter fall.

Countless questions hit Ji Qingyan, and he couldn't break free. In the fission world, only the two of them really existed.

"We are destined to lead to the kingdom of God." Swilona's eyes gradually faded, and her icy fingertips touched Ji Qingyan's forehead, a snowflake condensed, and the cold frost snow continued to expand: " Now, you should wake up."

With the disappearance of Xivirona's words, intense cold swept over every inch of Ji Qingyan's body, his eyes blurred for a moment, Ji Qingyan gritted his teeth, calmed down his breathing, and recovered from the great pain. Take back control of your body.

The pain seemed to be hidden in the bones, Ji Qingyan barely supported himself and sat up, this movement woke up Xi Jiansong who was guarding beside him.

There was a little worry in those brown eyes at the moment, but seeing that Ji Qingyan had woken up, he concealed it well, and Xi Jiansong's lips raised slightly: "You finally woke up."

finally?Ji Qingyan's expression was confused, he reached out and grabbed Xi Jiansong's sleeve, his eyes moved slightly, but his knuckles turned slightly white, and his reaction was a little big: "How long have I been asleep?"

Xi Jiansong stared at Ji Qingyan, he stretched out his hand to hold Ji Qingyan's cold palm, and said, "Your alien star can be overloaded, and you have been in a coma for five days."

"The doctor said to use as little star energy as possible until the broken nerve recovers." Xi Jiansong's expression darkened, he lowered his head in self-blame, never mentioning what happened before.

Xi Jiansong's eyes swept over Ji Qingyan's arm, and Ji Qingyan was a little confused. He stretched out his other hand, covered Xi Jiansong's generous palm, and patted him as if comforting, even though Ji Qingyan Qingyan didn't know why the man in front of him felt guilty.

There was a peaceful and secret love in those dark eyes, Xi Jiansong was slightly stunned, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "How do you feel now?"

Ji Qingyan's gaze swept over Xi Jiansong, and the other's eyes were dark blue, and he could tell that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time. His expression was a little helpless and sad, and he comforted him: "I've had a lot of trouble. Now, look, I'm awake now."

"Besides," Ji Qingyan's voice stagnated slightly, and he finally laughed out, but the smile was astringent: "You look worse than me, who was hospitalized."

"Come up and sleep for a while?" Ji Qingyan moved to one side, the hospital bed was relatively large, and it seemed that it would be easy to accommodate two adults.

Xi Jiansong pursed his lips slightly, and in the silence, he finally nodded slowly.