"GuangchengGuangcheng! Can you hear me, Guangcheng!"
The voice became distant and approached constantly, making Guangcheng seem to have spent a long period of his life in a whirlwind. From infants and toddlers crying loudly, to slowly starting to walk and fall independently. Spend a childhood that likes to eat sugar and bad teeth, slowly block yourself because of some intentional or unintentional words, and finally, open your eyes in someone's arms.
"Guangcheng, you have to persevere. Relying on my strength can't defeat him, and I can't help you fully wake up. You have to live on your own Please, live"
This voice is wrong, it's not the voice that woke me up at the beginning, it's too gentle.
He seems to have heard the voice say a lot, but he is always ignorant and can't remember anything.
That person was as white as a beam of light, without any impurities. Such an obvious trait, but Guangcheng just can't remember who it is, who raised his head. how sad
He finally figured it out, it was the cry of a baby, bringing the hope of life¡ªhe finally opened his eyes in someone's arms.
"You finally woke up and scared me to death! There was a sudden riot on the side we came from, and many people passed by. You fainted, did you, did that person come?"
Guangcheng stood up: "I don't know, but we have to check."
He used too much force this time, and the shock made his bones ache. He took a closer look and found that the lines of the glove had climbed up to his fingertips.
Yes, he must have come, Guangcheng could feel the fear brought to him by that aura even when he closed his eyes.
But he had to go, sooner or later someone from the Guang family would be found, and the only thing he could do was to let himself forget more, so that his legs would not tremble as he moved forward, and his determined mind would become eternity.
However, the scene he rushed to seemed to be receiving guests, and his peer Guangcheng didn't see it, and the rest belonged to the uncle's generation. He was soon seen by his father and asked him to go forward, but he hesitated, turning around Li Junying only told him to rest assured.
There is a black hole on the beautiful floor tiles, Guangcheng has seen it very early, but if he wants to go to his father, he must walk away from it.
To tell the truth, he was scared to death. Guangcheng stopped at a safe distance, his father was still waving, and stood up, this time with a bit of anger and undeniable authority. Guangcheng had no choice but to risk everything and rush over. He shouldn't have stayed outside for too long. Everyone could see the hole, and it must be even more unsafe outside.
"Oh Dad! Dad save me!"
"Guangcheng!" Guangcheng also heard Li Junying's voice, which was mixed with other indistinguishable words and sentences.
Countless short and thick black arms stretched out from the black hole, grabbing Guangcheng's legs and trying to drag him down, just like what would appear in a dream.
His eyes were infested with black, as if he was stuck in a deep quagmire. In the end, he only felt that he was pulled out like a ripe lotus root, and the dropped shoe was the price of brute force.
"DadDad?" Guangcheng's voice trembled, the scene he saw just now was too terrifying.
"It's okay, Guangcheng, it's okay." His father's strong arms are the best comfort for him, at least compared to words of comfort. What happened next was not for him.
"Karaka, you are sincerely dedicating yourself to the devil, and you don't even want the last bit of freedom. You are in vain!"
"What did you see me do? I just wanted to see what he looked like." Hei Ni formed a loach-like body, put on a human face, and got very close to Guangcheng, "It's so beautiful Ah, the appearance of a young man."
Guangcheng could only keep squeezing towards his father, trying his best to turn his face away, not to look at the monster's face. And the voices and gazes of the people around him seemed even scarier than monsters at this moment.
Later Guangcheng felt himself being hugged and left that place. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and he was quickly released.
"Sit down." His father's command was short and powerful.
"Dad, that¡ª"
"I said sit down! My Lord is here, and I have nothing to do with you."
The King Ting and the Queen are on the near side, and the loach is on the other side, and if you look carefully, the loach doesn't seem to pay much attention to him.
Li Junying hasn't crossed that line yet, his expression is solemn, as he showed earlier that other bows are already in his hands.
As we all know, if you brute force the lotus root, it will break, and if the root is broken To be honest, a lot of content has been deleted. After all, I have been thinking about whether to write "Shadow of Karaka" for several days. It¡¯s a book that no one reads. If you write too much, it¡¯s even more cumbersome. It¡¯s better to have a faster pace. You will die early and be reborn. To write your own little story, you must learn to endure loneliness. The closer you are to the person, the less you ask for advice. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com