I have been to many places, I also like the scenery in the travel, and even I have gained a lot of gains and understandings during the journey. Perhaps this is the origin of my soul Huiyin ice traveler.

The icy tundra is pure snow white, and the snow-capped mountains are even extravagant. It is a double-restricted area of ​​life and color. In any desperate situation, I learned to exile myself.

Yes, it is not a grand statement of emptying the soul, but a self-exile that represents abandonment and expulsion. In the snow that cannot be distinguished between heaven and earth, where I was abandoned, in the extreme cold In the dream of desperation and death, torture your soul.

"...Why is this world so hard, we just want to live well? Can it be so hard? Why is it so difficult to live? Why do you abandon all the warriors who sacrificed themselves, but they still lose their homes and relatives, and they will be smeared after death. Name. Is there really no fairy tale in reality? Is it good that a good man should go to hell? Is this all my fault, my sin? If I am wrong, just punish me, isn’t that enough? Why? Let so many good people accompany me to hell."

The memories of the past are repeated like a lantern, and those faces that make me jealous, repentant, and in love always let me go, and those vicious words have never left my ears.

"It's all your fault. If it's not your sloppy, self-righteous passer, how can our country die?"

"Unknown Gemini? No, no, no, you are the only one who has occupied the prince's body. It's your broomstick, and our people are killed. They are driven into desperation."

"It's all your fault. Why do you live alone? Why don't you go to **** with us..."

The amiable face of the past was distorted by hatred so ugly, and the original kind greetings made me spend the dawn again and again in curses and curses.

"Yeah, why am I still alive? God, why let me be alive! I want to die! Let me die!"

I don't know how I lived through the nightmare of the day, because there is no concept of memory and time, looking back. Even the memory is a piece of time, and it can be remembered, only the piece is white and cold.

Perhaps, I didn't rush to the past, I was already in a complete madness at that moment, only the last bit of luck and chance, let me come back from the endless madness.

Perhaps, during that time, I was half mad and half awake. When I was crazy, I cursed the injustice of God. When I was awake, I cursed my weakness and weakness. Reality and dreams are distorted, and ideal thinking and crazy distortion can be combined. Perhaps this is also the most reasonable explanation for that intermittent memory.

But in the end, I came over, and the reason that came back from the desperate situation told me that those who trusted were still under my banner even before they died, and they regretted their choice and trust.

"The heart of the knight is like a city of steel. It is pure and can not contain impurities. I suspect that they will regret to follow me. This is the most serious insult to them. I am really an unqualified master. Even now, I am still skeptical. Their loyalty and trust..."

Even if I regained my sense of reason, I still chose to live alone in the glacier. I faced myself and my heart in a calm life, and tortured my soul and memory bit by bit, and counted the past mistakes one by one in the night of the stove.

"If I can think about maturity, then lick a little, no shame, and then be cruel, maybe I will not fail..."

I used to like the excitement, and I gradually fell in love with the cold colors in the snow, because I know that in the face of desperation, the passionate emotions are as meaningless as the grand slogans, and the calm and sensitive thinking is the only one. The way of redemption, I am eager to freeze my reason under the glacier.

"If I can, I hope to leave my anger under the snowy mountains. Then, I will no longer lose control of my emotions because of anger, and I will not make remorseful pasts. Crazy and angry are meaningless. The impulse will only bring endless pain, I cast aside anger, I curse madness, I am eager to be a bystander in desperation,"

I don't know when I started, I didn't have anger, but there were two more fragments of angry soul on my neck. From then on, I became a traveler who traveled alone on the icy mountains and carved the scenery into the soul. Branded, and once again entered the legendary realm, and laid the cornerstone of the peak.

Perhaps, I did it, and I became a watcher who could appreciate the glory of the end of the world with the attitude of the spectator, and make the most calm choice in the desperate. Perhaps, I just cut off the fragments of my soul. The disabled is a madman who thinks he is calming down.

But in any case, I don't regret it. After all, that is my past, my own choice, the sin that I should bear forever....

"I will never regret it..."

The violent light stung my eyes, and the tears were flowing out of my eyes, and the pillows were full of tears.

"Is this dream again?"

Look closely, hanging outside in the sun and the moon, watching the position between the stars, seems to have reached the dawn moment.

"Do you often have this dream?"

The blond elf girl sat on my pillow, the silky blond hair was dragged all the way to the bed, and the white legs were still covered with traces of the pillow. In the past, there was some ridicule and arrogant tone, but there were some rare Concern and nervousness, Hung Hom’s little face was shy and red.

I shook my head, took the boring emotion to the side, and shook the liquid representing the weak to the corner. I shook my head, blinked, and the next moment, Roland, full of vitality, youthful power and youthful firepower, came back!

"No, it's something that has been forgotten. I don't know what's going on. I always dreamed this week.... Saying, who are you, how do you run in? Is it a mischief that wants to corrupt my reputation? I Said that I am not a loli control, I am a great maid control!"

Well, the little girl’s face was immediately turned into a anger, and then he snorted and licked his mouth. Suddenly made a big bite of a bird...

"Don't bite! Ah. This touch? You are Hilois? Hey. You are not a cat..."

It turns out that when people just woke up, it is easy to have low blood pressure, and it is a matter of course that they can't remember clearly. But at the crucial moment, they have mistaken people, and they have called the wrong name. It is going to kill people...

"Oh oh, I remembered, sorry! Helloys. I just slept, don't bite, bleed, bleed, really bleeding!"

I finally took off the fake Loli on my head. I made a bunch of conditions before I picked it up and gave me some medicine on my head.

"...you are a retrospective dream, this is your soul and then urge you to condense the soul of the seal."

When I asked about the dream, Hylois made a judgment.

"It seems. It is the memory of the ice-cold traveler's emblem. Unfortunately, the death of that life must be very vigorous. The memory of loss is the most. Will the soul of the emblem be such a dream? I did not seem to have This kind of memory."

"Crap, you used to re-create a new emblem, is to condense your life experience in this life, you are now to restore the soul of the past, you must face the past self, even if it is extremely sad in the past."

"Is the past self, it is really a sad past, and it is no wonder that I will forget it... Wait, how do you know that it is a memory of the past, and that it is a sad past? You dare to peek?" You used magic to peek at my dream?"

"...hehe, you should know that cats are a very curious creature."

The next moment, the blond Lolita turned into a dead cat, and the claws scratched his face and sold maliciously. Helois became more and more fooled.

I squeezed a word out of my teeth.

"Cat's curiosity? Well, maybe we should talk about how the cat died!"

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Less than a month into the world, many fighters who have come in have made breakthroughs. These guys have often reached the bottleneck for a long time. After spending a period of time in this high-element environment, they naturally broke through.

But don't underestimate these breakthroughs. In the human world, most mortals work hard for a lifetime. Even if the teacher points the resources to keep up, it is the peak of the silver peak, otherwise the Golden Master will not be so fragrant.

And if all the cards are easily entered into the gold as the silver peak of the mortal world, and the decades of precipitation become real power, then the combat power is tripled.

The golden order to the legend, but it is a summary and cohesion of self-life, the road to the gold can still find the way, the legendary step is your hard life, it is a little bit worse, can not realize is not realized.

However, some people have realized it, but because of injuries or old age, they are still exhausted and unable to advance. This is not an individual case. Life is short, young and powerful, young people don’t know, and people are often in old age. When I was dead and suffered major setbacks, I would only look back on my heart. Only then will I realize the advancement, but it was already late, and I couldn’t stand the end of the game.

These old mercenaries and soldiers, in the high-element environment, inexplicably repaired their injuries, extended their life, and passed this hurdle.

That is, just entering here, let these young soldiers harvest huge, let the veterans regain their strength, and naturally have more confidence in our cause.

Of course, in the past few decades, I am afraid that the whole world will have such welfare, but when the time rises, the enemy will become even more difficult.

But in fact, in the midst of joy, the biggest gain is me.

The seven-day spirit has ended. The huge consumption made me fall back to sleep, but I also mentioned the magic power to the legendary stage, but I can get stuck in the soul mark of normal people for a lifetime, but from the very beginning. It is not a problem, forcing me to quickly condense the seal of my soul and force me to face myself.

"It's really hard to do, although entering the legend and even the holy step is also a necessary condition for completing the 'big plan', but I really don't want to do that dream again."

"So, you can try to condense other soul emblems. But you can't go there."

Thinking of the things and memories represented by other souls, my expression suddenly became weird, and then I glanced at the dead cat who did not know how to live.

"Are you jealous, have you peeked at my dreams? Or how do you know that it is very miserable."

"Hey, is this still to be seen? Isn't your life a piece of cutlery? It's already filled with cups (tragedy), and you can't see comedy."

"Comedy? There will be? Dead cats as dead burlesque - Schrödinger's cat, praise praise! You come to guess this cat is dead or alive!" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated fast!

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