After awakening the memory of the world

"Help me...bring it back." Bai Luojing reluctantly said, his eyes flickering, with dim and fading whispers slowly flowing in Ji Qingyan's ear.

"You'll be fine." Ji Qingyan held Bai Luojing's hand with a frightened expression. He seemed to be telling Bai Luojing, but also seemed to be comforting himself. He didn't even realize that he was crying.

The dripping tears diluted the blood stained on his hands, Ji Qingyan trembled, feeling the approach of death and the unreasonable pain, Ji Qingyan was almost overwhelmed by the heaviness and guilt.

"It's too late...Qingyan...tell my father that I have lived up to his expectations." Bai Luojing's eyes gradually dimmed, and even his palms began to turn cold. The reaction of the star field had completely disappeared from Bai Luojing's body. Now, the coagulated blood showed a dry color.

"Bai...Bai Luojing?" Ji Qingyan's voice was choked up, he could hardly breathe, layers of incantations were layered upwards on his arms, Ji Qingyan was still holding the nameplate that Bai Luojing handed him, There was a deep bewilderment in his expression.

Is this the first time he has witnessed death?Ji Qingyan just felt strange, the suffocating smell of blood flooded into Ji Qingyan's lungs, he wanted to vomit, but he just stood up in a trance, the pool of blood reflected his gloomy face.

The ugly, deep hatred was transferred to Ji Qingyan's body, his dark eyes were dusky, like a weak old man, inexplicably pale.

The incantations spread out like raging flames, red and white were intertwined, Ji Qingyan couldn't see what was in front of him clearly, he just felt that the world was covered with a layer of erratic white veil in front of him, what he saw Everything has completely disappeared.

Ji Qingyan was still in a trance, he wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't even make any sound, only a short sob.

This is too embarrassing, Ji Qingyan thought, he looked at his bloody hand, struggling to look at Zhan Fengzhuo who was silent.

The temperament of the other party is different, Ji Qingyan can feel the changes in Zhan Fengzhuo, those silver-green eyes have a long-term dullness, like a strange soul lodged in Zhan Fengzhuo's body, with the help of the other party's The eyes observe everything.

The other party looked so indifferent, Zhan Fengzhuo didn't make a move, neither did Ji Qingyan, they faced each other silently, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Ji Qingyan could feel the blood in his palm gradually drying up, and it seemed that he could never get rid of it in his hand. His eyes were cold, but his expression was full of trance and despair.The disconnection signal kept popping up, Ji Qingyan no longer focused on it, but threw away the glasses that hit the bridge of his nose.

Those eyes that were burning with flames were completely revealed, Ji Qingyan's staring eyes were slightly avoided, and the scattered ice with the fragrance of white camellia was broken by Ji Qingyan mercilessly.

Lie Yan (raging flames) slowly bloomed from Ji Qingyan's right eye, and the violent collapse fell in an instant. Ji Qingyan's expression was darkened, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't use the book record, but trusted the stranger Strength, he knew he couldn't hold on for too long, but first he had to make sure that Qi Hengchen wasn't hurt.

His heart was still empty, Ji Qingyan controlled the Xing Neng to disperse, his eyes still seemed to be in a trance at the moment, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Zhan Fengzhuo resisted the burning flame, and said complicatedly: "I have no intention of fighting you."

"Why?" Ji Qingyan's voice was hoarse, with unrestrained killing intent.

"What do you mean?" Zhan Fengzhuo smiled lightly, "How did I escape from Changhong Prison? Or why did we appear here?"

Ji Qingyan pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, but the tense Xing Neng made Zhan Fengzhuo instinctively feel the danger.

There was a little playfulness in those strange silver-green eyes, and Zhan Fengzhuo casually leaned against the side of the experimental table, kicking Tatum casually with his toes.

"What a pity," Zhan Fengzhuo retracted his fingertips slightly, and a camellia appeared in his hand. Zhan Fengzhuo sniffed the stamen, and the soft smell made him feel better.

Ji Qingyan's expression was still a little cold, but Zhan Fengzhuo didn't mind. He placed the camellia in his hand on a corner of the experimental table, and even his voice softened a little: "They died because they were stupid, so you have to Let the beast control your astral power?"

Ji Qingyan didn't answer Zhan Fengzhuo, he didn't look well, his whole body was cold, but he stopped his trembling and cowardly thoughts, his eyes were stained with bloody hatred.

"Or do you think that their lives shouldn't end here?" Zhan Fengzhuo looked gloomy, he smiled lowly, propped himself up to sit on the experimental table, the color of the iris of Zhan Fengzhuo's right eye changed like The purple crystal-like color is constantly flowing in his eyes.

"Isn't it?" Ji Qingyan retorted indifferently. He rubbed his knuckles, which still had warm blood on them. His eyes looked a little dazed, but he was trying to force himself not to be frightened.

"Sometimes life's accidents come so suddenly," Zhan Fengzhuo said with a smile: "Some people's fate ends here, and no one can save them."

"What about you?" Ji Qingyan clasped his palms slightly, his black eyes gradually became serious, the ice layer surged under his feet, but he showed no fear, the warm flames swirled in his palms, The ice layer recedes.

Ji Qingyan held back his breath slightly, blocking Zhan Fengzhuo's raised petals to the outside, he pursed his lips slightly, the burst of flames shattered the sequence of ice crystals, and the blasting sound disappeared from Zhan Fengzhuo in an instant. There was an echo from Feng Zhuo's position.

Dust and icy cold currents kept piling up around Ji Qingyan, he didn't dodge, red lotus flowers bloomed in his eyes, the interlaced heat completely melted the ice crystals, Ji Qingyan held his breath, black and red There was a little dimness in the eyes.

Ji Qingyan protected Bai Luojing's body, his fingertips moved slightly, and countless light blue light curtains appeared around him in an instant, the aurora was connected to the universe, and the satellite concentrated the light into one beam, The intelligent channel of AI appeared on his iris.

The world in front of him is no longer mysterious, data analysis is surging in an instant, Ji Qingyan seems to want to say something, but when his eyes touch the dark domain, Ji Qingyan no longer opens his mouth to provoke.

Zhan Fengzhuo avoided Ji Qingyan's flames, and the iris that was assimilated into purple reflected the messy laboratory. He stretched out his hands, and the flying petals scattered around him, and the icy snow fell slowly, as if never before. Fear of flames in general.

The heavy cold completely contained their location, and when they crossed the boundary set by Ji Qingyan, the collision generated by the star energy continued to expand.

The outside world is constantly swaying, and the falling rubble and synthetic metal have become murderous weapons.