The way home is gone

The phantom snow is flying, and when you see it, it is a piece of indifferent white. On the pale snow, there is a small figure staggering forward, blood-red blood dripping on the snow, and I can see red lotuses burning on the road behind her...

A towering tower towered into the sky with mysterious silver patterns on its body, and children in twos and threes rushed out of the tower with excited expressions on their faces.

With a look of excitement on his face, he rushed out of the Tower of Beginning, and ran to the one who was standing quietly waiting, "Grandma, look at it."

Slowly open the palm of your hand, a pair of black and white chess pieces are lying there quietly, when the ordinary face of the raccoon dog looks at the chess pieces, it glows with a different kind of brilliance, the black jade-like eyes seem to flow through the entire starry sky, with With an excited smile, "This is the life I choose!" Absolutely!Will definitely stick to life to the end!

The third choice, called "life", stems from the fate of one life and life in one life.

Mammy did not show off her encouraging smile and boast in an admiring tone as usual, but sighed and sighed, "Could this be fate?"

The withered hand gently patted the head of the dog, looked at her solemnly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Child, remember, not only you chose it, but also it chose you."

She looked at her, her eyes were full of contradictions and regrets, she seemed to be struggling in the unknown suffering, but in the end she just said, "Don't regret, don't be confused, the road ahead can only be known after walking. I... We all believe that you can Get through, and grow..." until death.

Unexpectedly, Mammy would have such a reaction, the young raccoon just tilted his head and looked at her in confusion, puzzled, his right eyelid twitched strangely, but still obediently smiled and nodded according to what he understood. Said it would be remembered.

The next day, the quiet village broke into the hustle and bustle, the clean streets were sprinkled with red lotuses, the simple villagers took up weapons, and rushed towards the demons who destroyed their homes without fear of death. Mature between them, try their best to defend their homeland...

The blood ignited the red lotus, and the violence shattered life. The tears falling on the ground seemed to splash a lotus-shaped mist, and the fiery red light dyed the sky bloody.

Moaning and struggling, he tried to get away from the nanny's hand and join the battle outside, but he couldn't get rid of the always weak old man, so he could only watch helplessly as the clansmen sprinkled red lotuses and turned their lives into blossoming flowers of eternal love. lotus.The former playmate fell on the ground full of red lotuses with his eyes wide open and angry, and then his body disappeared and turned into red lotuses.

I never thought that death is so close, yet so far away, so far away that it is close at hand, but it is also the end of the world.

A thin wall of light prevented her from guarding the land with her clansmen, but it also prevented her from seeking death.

Life was withering before her eyes, but she was helpless.Dead, all dead, all... dead.

There was a mournful sound in his heart, and blood and tears dripped from his eyes, watching the nanny turn into a red lotus, her nails pierced her palms with pain, but she, who was afraid of pain, only felt her heart hurt even more.

The light wall disappeared, and the robber watched with tears in his eyes. The bandit, who was only slightly injured, skillfully packed away most of the eternal lotus in a special container.

Seeing that they seemed to be preparing to leave as a group, Biao Raccoon came back to his senses and followed those people quietly, but he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

The Tiger Devouring Thieves Group, currently ranked fifth on the hunter reward list, likes to slaughter ethnic minorities and sell their organs.

Following, watching, when seeing this situation, the eyes flashed, the boiling blood turned into extreme calmness, and I couldn't feel the pain of the nail piercing the palm, only one word was shaking in my mind: "Order alone" .

The blood turned into a red lotus, constantly swimming and adding new wounds, while the other party played leisurely like a cat catching a mouse.It is precisely because of his casual attitude that the raccoon can take advantage of it.

The first murder, even if it was the enemy who killed her relatives just now, caused the raccoon to be in a panic, so that she didn't hear that the man was struggling to say "Abra..." before dying, in fact Even if she heard it, she probably wouldn't think so much.

Even if it was unprepared, if it wasn't for that person's contempt...

Biting his lips tightly to wake himself up, if there is no protection from the nanny, then he will be the one lying there waiting to die. He resisted the fear and deep sorrow in his heart, although he really wanted to kill those robbers, but She rationally knew that she didn't have that ability, so she stared fiercely at the positions of the robbers, gently squeezed the guardian jade talisman (a teleportation talisman obtained from the tower of the beginning by mistake), a burst of white light and dizziness When the attack came, he felt something was wrong, and the raccoon dog was teleported to the flaming ice and snow field in a coma.

The Yanbing Snowfield is located in the north of the Lianchu Clan residence. Under the scorching sun, there is a snowfield, known as a strange place.

A gust of cold wind whizzed by, and lightly brushed over the small figure huddled like a hedgehog on the snow. The blood had already solidified into reddish-brown, and the long brown hair stuck to his body. His jade-like eyes moved blankly to his little hand covered in blood, and he slowly loosened his clenched hand. There was a pair of black and white chess pieces in his palm. Memories were swirling in his chaotic brain. Biting his lip, tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes. slide……

What is lost can never be recovered.

Barely supporting the ground with his hands, he stood up unsteadily, turned his head slightly, looked at the red lotus blooming on the road when he came, and thought of the eternal lotus blooming in full bloom on the streets of the village, charging all the vitality of the clansmen Taken away by hateful and annoying robbers.

Tiger Devouring Thieves Group.She thought bitterly in her heart that her hands were already stained with blood, but the momentary fear of killing was no match for the sadness that gushed out of her heart when her loved ones were not there.

Life is so fragile.

Now, the raccoon can only sing the soul song of prayer, which was originally only used to pray to the ancestors during the sacrifice, "Come from the sky, a red lotus burns out its youth, connects blood, lives and dies without sorrow, will eventually meet Returning to the dust, it will eventually turn into dust, I would rather be broken jade than tiles, I swear by blood, and take the name of the red lotus, the dead rest in peace, and the living will remember." But she was really, really scared.

She wanted to forget the sadness of this moment, she wanted to forget the taste of hatred, but she knew that it would have to wait until the...hell they paid with blood.

After making up his mind, he pulled out the dagger, cut off the messy hair, tore it off and threw it aside, took a deep breath, and cast his eyes on the unknown distance, his eyes were calm, without hatred, without sadness, full of determination, she Yes, take the first step of joining the WTO and become stronger.

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