Chapter 1819: Struggling (six more)

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The vastness of time and space, the boundlessness, shining stars, beautiful. The beauty here is intoxicating, the magic here is amazing, but it is also lonely and desperate.
Qin Ming burns his soul, leads the paper boat, and travels backwards in time and space. The boiling energy has been completely exhausted. There are only eight space-time spar flying around, guarding the paper boat. The eighteen king statue gradually fades, one after another disappears, and returns to the eternal palace to fall asleep.
The forbidden island sailed violently, as if closely behind the paper boat, and as if it were far away. It could be seen clearly, but there was an illusion like time and space left. The ship was not with them at the same time or in a space.
Dusha they kept floating in the mist, looking silently. At the beginning, time was still calculated, and then gradually became numb. The river of time and space seemed endless, and the journey across time and space seemed to be indefinite. The original tragedy and expectations have been worn away, the atmosphere has become depressed, and the depression is filled with despair and blankness. The "blood ship" leading them is no longer so strong, crumbling, the soul lamp on the blood ship. It is no longer as bright as before, it seems to be extinguished at any time, and there are only five images of the giant guarded by the majesty.
They all know that the faint soul lamp is actually the soul of Qin Ming, which burns a little and consumes a little. When it is completely exhausted, it may be the time of Qin Ming's death. They wanted to help in the past, but they really did n’t know what was happening there. How did Qin Ming think of this method and how to use his soul to guide the way.
They can only wait, waiting for the end of the journey. They can only pray silently, praying that Qin Ming can persist to the end.
No one had expected that the way home would be so difficult, let alone the struggle of fleeing the Vive.
Du Sha, Jin Shengjun, and the Sea Swallows all stared into the distance silently, their sights were staggered, time and space were looming, and the ship Qin Ming's demolition was looming. They are incomprehensible in complex moods, crushing the flesh and igniting the soul. What kind of faith and tenacity it is, how to break the bones and put together the flesh and blood, how sad and firm it is. The scene was bloody, the scene was screaming, as if still echoing in their minds, lingering and touching the soul. They seemed to know Qin Ming for the first time, understand Qin Ming for the first time, and for the first time understand why Qin Ming was able to achieve his present achievements. That was struggling, that was unyielding, that was madness, that was tenacity, the heights he stood today, and what he achieved today, were all paved with his own flesh and blood.
I don't know how long it took, at the last moment the king's soul disappeared from the river of time and space and returned to the eternal palace.
Since the eighteen king statues have been guarded in the palace, they have been blooming with a faint light, surging the true soul power, as if they have a soul, guarding the palace faithfully. But now, when the last king soul returns, all the statues have become dull and lifeless. Looking at them in the past, they can feel the surging coercion and real existence, but now they are standing there clearly, but they don't seem to exist anymore.
Begonia. They already knew what was going on outside, and watching the king was quiet one after another, their hearts sank again and again. They can't see the specific situation outside, but they can feel the crisis and hardship. In the past, Begonia Tungsten Spirit could help with some of its elixir or wisdom, but now they can only pray silently, waiting to escape the day of birth.
Time and space? They are too strange to do anything.
Soul lamp swaying, lonely guidance. Qin Ming's soul was almost exhausted, and he was still able to maintain his consciousness, but now he was gradually dim and dark.
Where is the way? Where is Ranwu?
Qin Ming tried to stay awake. He wanted to insist, but he also insisted, but he had reached the limit. He could feel that his life was fading, and even the surging golden heart became weak. He didn't know how long he could hold on and whether he could return to chaos.
Qin Ming has never been so dazed, nor has he been hopeless or helpless, and ... remorse ...
Suddenly he remembered the complicated mood when he left the secret place to bid farewell to Dameng. Is it the so-called hunch? Why didn't it get noticed, why did you insist on leaving?
What should I do if I die? What about loved ones?
Qin Ming's consciousness was getting darker and darker. In the past, the passing consciousness of scene by scene seemed to be very slow and slow, and it seemed to disappear, it seemed to be clear, and it seemed to be vague, out of reach. O kings, I have failed you.
"Lan Lan, Dad is sorry for you."
"If you have the chance, take my bones back to heaven and bury them in Thunder City. Say it for me ... sorry ..."
"I'm leaving, I'm ... leaving ..."
Qin Ming's consciousness uttered a final mumble and fell completely into darkness.
At this moment, the fire of soul goes out.
At this moment, the beating golden heart stopped.
Qin Lan stared blankly into the distance, her eyes were red, making her childish and cute face evil and cold, but ... silently ... two lines of blood and tears flowed out of her eyes, across the cold white cheek ,shocking. Lips moved slightly, murmured and hoarse: "Dad ... daddy ..."
The ghost boy sat on the blood ship nicely, his small hand kept grabbing Qin Lan's skirt corner, and looked timidly into the distance. Although young, he is not ignorant. He gradually understands what is happening now, and he is also using his weak power to maintain the stability of the blood ship.
"The soul lamp is off."
"Qin Ming ... dead ..."
Many people closed their eyes in the mist of the forbidden island. At this moment, they could n’t tell if it was uncomfortable or regrettable. They did n’t know Qin Ming before, and it was hard to believe that Qin Ming had given his life to cross time and space. From the beginning to the present, he did n’t ask for help or even talk to anyone. What he said, he worked hard there, he struggled there, he survived there, and eventually he died.
Qin Ming died, and the blood ship was still drifting, but without Qin Ming's guidance, where would it drift?
In the stone cave, thousands of ancient trees are slowly shaking, blooming with a clear and lush light, reflecting the stone cave, the vigorous energy is constantly flowing out through the mountain, spreading continuously towards the island, activating the seal array method , Also grabbing energy from all living beings, maintaining the power of the forbidden island forward.
The funeral flower floated in the spiritual fluid of the tree cocoon, spreading out the jade hands, lowering her head slightly, and the waist-long hair wafted silently, fluctuating the spiritual fluid. She was beautiful, beautiful, slender, and slender, she was floating on In the spiritual fluid, like a sleeping elven, the beauty is not like a woman on earth, the beauty is beautiful and moving. When indifferent and indifferent, the funeral flower is like a fairy immortal, which is intoxicating. At this time, her jade hands were wrapped in a chain of uprisings, and her mind was controlling thousands of years of ancient trees, but the slightly drooping eyes were filled with crystals, melted into the spiritual fluid, and floated silently.
She had already withdrawn the fog from the dense fog, and did not want to see the scene outside, maybe, she couldn't bear to see it again. She was indifferent and ruthless, and devoted everything to Upanishads. The memories and experiences of those years are deeply buried in her heart, but I do n’t know why, every time I see Qin Ming, there will be some waves, and it is difficult to calm down. When she saw the scene where Qin Ming exploded and hoarsely shouted, her heart seemed to tremble, and when Qin Ming's soul fire went out, tears burst into her eyes.
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