Apocalyptic Forecast

Out of Huai Shi's insistence, after medical scholars confirmed that Huai Shi had no problems, he finally went through the discharge procedure on the same day. Then I saw the big cousin sitting in the corridor.

"Yo, boy." Zhu Hongchen waved at him: "Xi Ti third, congratulations."

"Although this is said, it doesn't have any real sense at all." Huai Shi smiled bitterly: "Is there anything wrong with Big Cousin?"

Zhu Hongchen thought for a while, "It's okay. Recently, I have put all my work to the last three sisters. I paddled the water and touched the fish every day. I'm not happy ... But young people, what do you seem to do?

"Huh?" Huai Shi puzzled.

But Zhu Hongchen didn't say much, but just got up and patted his shoulder: "Some words shouldn't be spoken to me, I don't have a position to intervene, and I can't help you, so you have to be careful yourself. Travel plan? It ’s good to go to London, Rome, or Petrograd ... "

Huai Shi's face was dumbfounded.

Wait, is anyone going to persecute me again?

"Forget it, don't say these disappointing words." Zhu Hongchen waved carelessly and changed the subject: "Are you ready to go?"

Huai Shi nodded, but saw Zhu Hongchen handing over the long bag beside him. The black slender bag exudes the familiar source fluctuations of Huai Shi, which makes him a little unbelievable.

Zhu Hongchen smiled: "The important things should be kept well, don't throw them anywhere."

Huaixi hurriedly opened the bag, and then saw the ‘Sword of Virtue’ that seemed to be re-conserved again, and it still looked the same as before.

After he retreated, this border relic was left in Ximatai. After the game ended, Ximatai became the border of East Xia, the third Bianliang City, making him having a headache and how to negotiate with the Social Security Bureau to get this thing back.

Even if he exchanged or paid any price, as a successor, he could never let the last relic of the previous prince be lost from his own hands.

But he didn't expect Zhu Hongchen to return it to him without receiving any money.

"Thank you." Huai Shi carried the sword bag in surprise, sincerely grateful.

"No need to thank me, Xiaoxian brought it out." Zhu Hongchen shrugged: "That child is still in the hospital, don't you go to see it?"

The look on Huai Shi's face was stagnant: "Did she have an accident?"

"Some problems will be faced sooner or later, but she regrets it."

Zhu Hongchen sighed and pulled out a door card from his pocket: "The second floor underground, just say I let you come, they will let you in."

"..."

Huaixi took the door card, and had an ominous hunch.

The second basement of the hospital is deeper than he thought.

After entering the ground floor, I changed a special elevator, and the elevator stopped slowly for a long time.

Compared with the hospital where people come and go, it seems like a more icy and alienated research institution. Only the sign of "Ji Xia" is posted at the door, which is very guarded.

Occasionally someone walks in the corridor in the distance, in a hurry, wearing a white coat and smelling of disinfectant.

In the empty hall, there was only a pale man behind the front desk, as if he had never seen the sun for a long time, his eyes were very large, but his pupils were too small, and his eyes were erratic. A chilling chill.

After growing up like this, let alone a homely smile service, but just stiffly reaching out, and after seeing the card in the hands of Huai Shi, he asked stiffly, "What's the matter?"

"I come to see Luo Xian."

After listening, the person at the front desk handed over a book. After Huai Shi signed his name, a person with a mask came out of the corridor and waved, beckoning Huai Shi to follow him.

After several sterilizations, there was a special person to check if there was any source virus on Huai Shi. The listless old man's face became green like a mountain ghost after seeing Huai Shi's inspection report.

After Huaixi repeatedly promised that he would not be chaotic, he still wore a positioning bracelet, forcibly pulled out a chemical protective suit, and sent a special person to follow him, seriously warning: "If he is going to chaos, Jixia does not guarantee the safety of your life. "

Huai poems are always good.

Finally stepped into the door of the ward.

Then he saw Luo Xian.

The thin figure on the bed, long hair withered like straw, pale skin, but the lips are ruddy, slightly raised, as if smiling.

Immerse yourself in a beautiful dream.

Slumber.

But what Huai Shi could not believe was that she could hardly feel the fluctuation of her source quality, and even the sacred marks on her body began to degenerate.

Degeneration and decay are normal for miracle carriers such as Sacred Mark.

But this is based on the premise that after losing the user and being suspended for hundreds of years, even the original fifth-order sacred marks will collapse, just like the Japanese witch fragments excavated from the abyss by Yingzhou. After losing sacrifices and offerings, it has degenerated into a stone of sage.

At this moment, Luo Xian's sacred mark gave Huai poetry the feeling.

There is a book of destiny in hand. At this moment, under the reflection of the nihilistic mirror of Huai Shi, all the conditions are at a glance-she has degraded from the original peak of the third order to the bottom of the first order, and may even fall below it. .

If it is not under the maintenance of the surrounding instruments, her own soul may have already shattered and become a vegetative.

"Poor, isn't it?"

The muscular old man beside the hospital bed glanced at him calmly, waved his hand, and motioned for the person following to go out, and said slowly: "From the end of the game, that's it.

There is nothing wrong with people, but the soul begins to decay quickly, even the sacred mark cannot be maintained ... "

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Huai Shi sat on the chair. He wanted to say that even if he was washed three times weaker, it would be too exaggerated. But in the end, he could only ask in a low voice: "Is it my fault?"

"Don't take what you think so badly, kid, at best you just happen to play a more critical role ... If it weren't for you, I should have killed her."

The old man leaned on the chair, staring quietly at his daughter, and quietly said those terrible words: "She inherited the advantages of me and her mother by nature, has incredible talent and abyssal compatibility, but unfortunately also inherited In view of our defects-while retaining the characteristics of humans and abyssal creatures.

Before that, when the side of the abyss prevailed, she gradually became like a monster until she met you and had a duel with you. Then, you saved her again.

For monsters, all this is trivial, but only a victory or defeat. But for that part of man, your kindness is too heavy, Huai Shi, so heavy that she can't accept it. "

Looking at her daughter's current state of embarrassment, Luo Lao's expression becomes ridiculous or merciful: "When that part of a person rejects or even denies the monster's side, her genetic life will welcome To crash.

She wants to be a human being, but this side of being a human being is too thin to support the existence of the soul ... "

"She ... will she die?"

"do not know."

Old Luo slowly shook his head: "Now her soul is rebuilding after her cognitive breakdown, as if the entire house was flattened and rebuilt from the ruins, who knows if she can persevere until the day of completion?"

"Is there no other way?"

Huai Shi asked: "If the Dongxia Pedigree ..."

"This is her own choice, and what does it have to do with others?"

Luo seems to be amused by his seriousness: "Are you making a mistake, Huai Shi, not everyone will fall into the abyss of misfortune after leaving your help?

Why should everyone be inseparable from you? Isn't this her voluntary choice? If she wants to live, she can survive ... "

He took a deep look at Huai Shi: "Learn to look forward to others, boy, the world will always operate as usual, whether you are there or not."

After a long silence, Huai Shi nodded bitterly and got up to say goodbye.

"Don't come here in the future." Luo always sent him outside the hospital door, said coldly: "Since you have already graduated, don't always be entangled with the teacher's daughter, you are so punished. "

This is a rare relief word that can be heard from the old population, but it is still difficult for Huai Shi to laugh, wave his hand, and turn to say goodbye.

Hear the last words behind him.

"She said, thank you ..."

His footsteps stagnated and he looked back, but there was no old man at the door of the hospital.

Should I feel relieved or feel more blamed?

Huai Shi is not clear.

Carrying his bag, he wandered on the streets of Jinling, unprecedentedly wanting to talk to someone, and then saw the man leaning on the car at the end of the long street.

"I guess you want to talk to someone now." The smoking man threw his cigarette **** off and shook his head at him: "Go, I will take you to drink."

Huai Shi froze for a long time, could not help but smile bitterly: "... Do you two like to jump out and wait for me suddenly?"

"It's just a coincidence." Liu Dongli shrugged. "There's no time to explain, get on the bus."

"Also, do you know that minors cannot drink bars?"

In the car, Liu Dongli rolled his eyes and urged him to get on the bus: "Anything you can't do with minors, have you never done anything?"

Huai Shi thought about it for a long time, and thought he said something very reasonable. He threw the backpack into the car, and UU read www.uukanshu.com to sit in the co-pilot.

"when did you come?"

"Early morning."

"when are we leaving?"

"tomorrow."

Liu Dongli pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked without thinking, "If your holiday is not over, are you interested in going to Shambhala with me?"

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At the same time, Ai Qing heard the knock on the door outside the office.

She raised her head and was about to speak, and heard the door open. The guest outside walked into the door, propped on her cane, and took every step forward slowly and carefully.

Be careful.

In that way, it is better to be afraid of any omissions and accidents than to be afraid of slipping.

Until the end, he sat on the sofa in the office and sighed.

"It's so tiring."

The old man sighed softly: "I haven't walked so long in a long time, why is the building here so high, Xiaoqing?"

In the silence, Ai Qing took off her glasses and looked at the old man with no expression: "The Astronomical Society is a secret organization. I thought office hours were forbidden for idlers."

"The regulations are regulations, but it can't stop an old man from seeing his great-granddaughter, right?"

The old man laughed indifferently, raised his turbid eyes and looked at this long-lost young face, and showed a kind smile: "If you don't come to see me, I can only see you."

Jinling Yin's ZTE Lord, who is also the actual controller, said Yin Liangji, the old man who pulled this family back from the ruin.

"Long time no see, Xiaoqing."

"Yeah, long time no see ..."

Ai Qing answered coldly:

"-" Grandpa "."

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