Blow up!

Black holes run through the world, devouring everything, taking back everything...

It is a familiar and strange dream, but no longer the third-view bystander, but the first perspective, even the faint pain on the body, breathing in the air cold and bloody, she looked down at her wearing a simple white dress, her hands are still a little small, but the basic and the calf look is no different, the girl who is clearly grown up, touched the chest, some different canola, and closer to the Qing emperor...

This smile flashed in the mind, the spirit of the white girl was serious again, the reason for reminiscing about it, she had integrated the memory of the little princess of Sichuan Lin... So, now she is in her own generation?Strange feeling, because in a sense, this is their own daughter and the green.

“The Riverine notes!”

The white-clad girl called out a simple book according to the impression, and the four words above were the name of Princess Chuan Lin as the title... Interestingly, the husband seemed to inquire about the man in Chuanlin, mistakenly thinking that he was a dashing and unrestrained person, if she knew the next day that it was her disguise, she was actually a little princess... I did not know what kind of expression it would be.

And close this book, the previous dream has also been related, in the young, in the mother of the young dung in the dormitory, mistakenly hit the book, take back to secretly read, to get the inside of the Tianluo key inheritance, it really awakened about the Qing emperor before the final fall of some memory and emotional inheritance ... also understand the origin of this book, not only the world's promotion of the fold of the world.

She opened to the title page, a galactic cantilever light cluster in the eye, Guanghua faded, is a white stone pasted on the top of the page, itself seems to be stripped down on the rough stone, fine pattern around the ring of rock shell.

“The husband, there doesn’t seem to be anything like that... why is that?”

The white-clad girl feels that she will change her mind and will not hide her husband's hand, both to send, it must be sent, and the dream world exists in the Sichuan-Lin notebook on this galactic cantilever light clump, and in the real world, she is in another place to get it... That is in the "Qingquan Book", Sichuan Lin's notes are prototyped.

There is only one question left - the husband has a new note on the river forest in his hand, very perfect, and the world in the dream is exactly the same, where does it come from?

Is it true that in this dream world?

This leads to more problems, how to get to the husband?Who brought it?

Why did the white galactic sign return to the Blue Spring Book and become blue?Or... not back, in reality, in the book of the fountain from the beginning?

What's going on here?

All of this eventually points to the real relationship between the dream world and the real world... and it seems that this dream is about to end.

The white cloud girl put away the notes of the river forest, found herself lying in a ruin, turning around the world, this is a ruined world, the sky is falling, the four poles are falling, the earth is sinking, the steep, a huge silver gray object stands on the distant horizon, attracting her eyes, recognizing, some shocked...

That's the fallen ark!

The whole world is the seaport after the storm, the snow-white ship, seems to be a stranded sperm whale, lying desolately on the chaotic port, there are countless small boat fragments and houses rubble, the towering trees are also uprooted...

Instantly clear into the heart, this is really... the jade is burning, the yellow clock and the rubble are destroyed together!

Oh!

A certain emotion and memory surged, quickly dominating the mind of a white girl.

At this moment, she became a little princess of Sichuan Lin again, and in her body she would have an emotion and memory of her own.

The world is really huge, but also involves the foreign territory, the ark and other real time do not know the existence of the bottom, and there is no possibility of evolution so detailed, everything has happened, the girl river forest in the fall of the congenital sycamore tree climbed up, she was covered with blood, crazy as to open the broken wood and earth, looking for.

Finally, a silent woman, the girl opened her mouth and shouted silently, and the voice was probably the mother, and her voice was hoarse and could not make any sound.

"Don't cry... Life is like that, there's always time to be apart."

The woman in the cyan suit smiled weakly at her, her face was not as white as blood, and her eyes were encouraged by her daughter: "Don't be afraid... Sichuan Lin remembers that we are vulgar spirits... At that time, we were confused in the natives, there was not much difference between the swan and the duck larvae, and even uglier, but once it grew up, there was a pair of high flying wings... Now, fly."

The girl glittered and listened to the last confession of the mother, this is the inherent inheritance of the emptiness, a glimmer of ripples poured out of the body of the green gull, poured into the girl's small belly... Nirvana seeds fell.

“Ah—”

The girl finally regained her voice, but the sadness was insignificant in the sound of the earth and the sky... it seemed that there was still no sound.

Flower flower thanks, on behalf of the pregnancy, duality revolving, phoenix reincarnation, and another round.

She caressss her belly, not only the bond between emotion and blood, but also carries the responsibility of life, seems to mature at once, get up and look around, fingers in the air into the void, as if measuring the oncoming sea breeze on the deck of the aircraft carrier, judging whether the wind is enough to take off.

Outside the world of destruction, you can see the stars in the farther empty sky, and many immortals are absorbing the fragments of the whole world.

In fact, "the skin does not exist, Mao will be attached", unless the fairy quenches the heart of the world and gathers the corresponding minimum material volume, it may not survive in the void for a long time, let alone beyond the current space-time, can only drift in the same layer of space and time, unless there is another world debris that has just fallen in this area, you can join the attempt to recover.

These are all lucky things, most of the fairy days are not too late to die, so even the saint at this moment has a dark despair.

The most desperate, but also no fetters, these fairy heavens open, whales swallow mountains and rivers, lifeboats in the salvage port of survival of the same materials, fiercely loaded to their own boat, how much can be loaded, loaded to the extent of not sinking, this moment to interpret what is called the tree down, all usually used to restrain the fairy can not illegally capture the world's material rules are gone.

In the most desperate perspective, people do not destroy themselves.

There are a fairy sky full of sailing, to life and death undetermined wandering journey, when the world is broken and the gravity is weakened, from time to time there are fairy ships, wonderland and even fairy garden can get rid of the gravitational bondage to fly out, so catch those fairy days, it seems that the bees are chasing the bee queen when the nest, hoping that even if there is more life, the middle and lower fairy people can only do this, but more crew members will have more consumption.

However, the top also know that the complete blockade led to the reaction, there is no need, so set aside the quota to compete.

There are many people in the void who fight in this way, fighting for opportunities, some people die in battle, most in vain, and finally return to the world, it is completely crazy.

If you can't leave, you destroy everything, one by one, and one by one, it is as if the empty chaos erodes the will, and constantly fights to speed up the chaos of the whole world.

"Without the protection of the heart of the world, the individual born in the world ... is so fragile, weak, weak ... can not stand the erosion of empty chaos, people are afraid of chaos, afraid of uncertain future, afraid of losing hope ... you can not save them ... no one can save them, people can only rely on themselves..."

The weak voice of the mother when the mother and young goose seemed to reverberate in the ear, and finally the sound of the light returning: "Remember that you are the phoenix, the heart of the phoenix, do not have to be afraid... now, fly."

Countless people left in the world are staggered, Maiden Chuanlin looks around, fighting in every direction around her, and people are fighting this no-future battle.

The Last Battle.

The oblique sun, the sea of blood, the world disintegrated into more fragments, silent falling into the depths of the void - it was a silence that was dark and reflective.

Qinghua called the cliff, the red vein called the cold mirror, each vein also has a corresponding name, the ark messenger once said that the smallest space-time communication stratified gap, expressed a despair, the girl Chuanlin still has fear, but she is not afraid of her own existence of fear of emotion itself, in the fear of self-sillness, let yourself calm breathing, the mind calm, the mother warned: "Don't fall below that line, millions ...

The sound and smile were still on the ear side, the body of the beautiful people was cooled in their arms, and the phoenix was so cold.

But the heart of the phoenix is not dead.

The girl Chuan Lin did not leave tears, buried the mother's body with her own hands, caressed her white-skiing belly with soil fingers, lost her mother overnight, but had her own child...本能 instinct to continue something, continued the mother's spirit, the girl seemed to become mature in this moment of enlightenment.

At this moment, she saw the whole world's crippling and scattered, and the enlightenment of the empty spirit people, she knew what she was going to do next, if she could fight for a fairy heaven, or could drift farther, but she did not go to the fairy sky to the ferry, and ran quickly in a certain direction...

Before she flew in accordance with her mother's wishes, she had to do one more thing, fight for many close people, and do the last little thing.

The heart of the phoenix is itself the heart of the world!

The whistling wind blew away a nearby mountain range, the whole disappeared into the dark void of the sky, and at the same time rolled over the chaotic battlefield farther away, several long-eyed real fairy killed, the eyes flashed despair, with the girl's palm raised, the squirting shot out, the blood mist splintered the girl... but there was no difference, their own blood, the blood of the enemy.

The white bottom with a green skirt flew behind the girl, because of the stained blood, like a tree of red plums in the silver and snow winter, in the whistling cold wind to drag up a long line of blood beads.

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