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Chapter 599 The time of inheritance, the fog clears and the sky dawns!(1/2)

Blood dripped from the fingertips onto the pure white battle skirt. Guangming turned away from the exit and walked back to the battlefield. The second before he raised his steps and stepped into the teleportation circle,

The woman with black eyes who saw the holy glory tilted her cheek and spoke in a low voice:

"Say hello to Carol for me..."

Eh......?

Carol...Ling!?

Subconsciously, he was stunned. Some kind of shock from his intuition made Fangran's black eyes widen suddenly. It was the kind of instinct that... he hasn't figured it out yet, but it's just an instinctive feeling...

These gentle words have a very, very... very important feeling!

Like the core that can sort out all the messy clues!

His movements were stiff, and his raised feet stepped into the magic circle with inertia. Fangran's thoughts suddenly thawed, and heat began to flow rapidly. In shock and disbelief, the first thought came to him subconsciously.

Why does she know Ling's name at this time?

A sudden moment of trance and drowsiness made Fangran struggle to lower his dark eyes, and then he saw the card that had been occasionally activated since this trip... no, from earlier...

In order to help him get out of trouble, [Dream Card] automatically appeared in the dragon spine groove of Silver Broken Dragon Fang!

The same narrow space, the same battlefield, corpses, scorched earth, the choice of [Fog Card], the remnants of the war... The dream before the border town was destroyed flashed back in my mind scene by scene, and finally it was frozen...

.

In front of a small wooden house, a woman with white light and shadow picked up a little girl with light blond hair!

The [Dream Card] dissipated, Fangran's eyes widened and his black eyes were dull, and then at the moment when the magic circle was activated, he recalled what Ling had said to him on the carriage.

'That's the person who saved me during the war...'

'He is a very good-looking person, well... he is probably the most beautiful and kind-hearted person in the world...'

...

"It's you! You are the owner of that white bungalow!"

Huoran turned around, Fangran looked at Vallin's back, and shouted out this fact loudly in surprise, but soon the questions that he had been puzzled about piled up.

Since this is the case, since she is such an important person to Ling,

Why would Ling turn against Night Palace a hundred years later?

In the narrow world between reality and darkness, after subconsciously shouting these words, Fangran paused when he saw the light and shadow walking, as if he did not expect that Fangran would learn about this.

Then a seemingly unrelated clue was inexplicably recalled by Fangran.

In the dream of the town that night, he chose to move forward and followed Valline. Before she picked up Ling from the hut, the 'wrecks' he saw on the roadside were soldiers trying to escape and panicked farmers.

...

There are also men and women hugging each other. The woman has been scorched by the fire so much that her figure cannot be seen clearly, and some of the man's hair remains...

It seems to be...a rare light golden color.

'...The eldest sister told me that she didn't see my parents...'

Wait...could it be...

Could it be that the reason why Ling and Fuye Gong turned against each other was...

The figure sitting on the edge of the Sky Island platform had a peaceful look on his face. The peaceful and contented face of Ling Qi Shi Ling flashed across his face. Fangran looked at the figure of light and longing standing not far from him, and felt a certain sourness somewhere.

Not wanting to believe his guess, his voice trembled unconsciously as he looked at the figure and asked:

"Have you never told Ling that her parents have..."

At the moment when the magic circle was fully activated and lit up and was about to cover the dark figure, Fangran saw the bright figure and turned around,

He showed a soft smile that Fangran couldn't understand, and it was hard to tell whether it was warmth or sadness in his shimmering eyes.

A second before leaving the narrow room, only then did his dark eyes truly understand what Valline said to him just now.

'After all, I am only a human being, I have feelings and selfish motives,'

'Can tell lies...'

...

....

The colors returned. Although it was still night and dawn, the explosion of the artillery still brought light and heat that was far brighter and more dazzling than the one on the horizon.

The ashes of the clothes that are constantly burning and generating are rising up from the dark gold pattern of Ogu. He is holding a slender long sword with a ferocious and gorgeous silver-white dragon spine.

Returning from the narrow room to the battlefield on the Isonzo River plain, Fangran raised his dark eyes and scanned the still tug-of-war battlefield. The first ray of dawn on the horizon had already lit up.

If Ling's parents died under the influence of that narrow room, then why would Ling, who should have left the Nightless Palace thirty years ago in his time, only have the form of soul data...

From the moment he entered the scene, all the noisy clues were gradually sorted out at the moment when the light and shadow spoke the last words. He stood in the center of the battlefield with his wide-open black eyes, recalling the dream in which he fell into the scene.

In the dark world, the night is as majestic as the night. Arms with wings spread out, chasing the night mecha that raises the energy storm. In addition to the terrifying black shadows in the myth of world destruction, there are two symbols that symbolize the highest numbers.

Bright red.

And one of the two bright red ones, the one behind her in the dreamland of the border town, Ling was willing to rush into the dark world and destroy her even if she had a narrow escape.

The dark figure in the smoke of the battlefield raised his wide-open black eyes and looked at the world in front of him a hundred years ago.

It's this 'war'.

At this point, the thick cocoon of time is torn apart,

Hidden in time, the fog that Ling didn't tell him cleared up before Fangran's eyes.

The moment I got the answer to the last question, the system's sudden prompt appeared in my field of vision, forcefully pulling back Fangran's drifting mind!

[Time node inheritance completed!]

[Scene departure begins, countdown...]

Damn it! Why is it at this time...

The moment his pupils suddenly contracted, his body began to turn into light flakes from his fingertips. Through Mullin's presence, Fangran saw a young girl in a black and white dress still sitting on the edge of the carriage, shaking her feet in cowhide boots.

, looking at the horizon in the distance.

Ling is still here...

There was no time to think more, without any hesitation, the body started to move subconsciously, and in the first second, it screamed and ran with all its strength!

The roar of tanks and artillery blocked him in front, and the noise of swarming soldiers blocked him in front!

"Give it all to me..."

Facing an entire huge battlefield, the hoarse voice of a single person suppressed anxiety and irritability, and the moment the black eyes raised ferociously, it echoed through the darkness before dawn!

"Get out of the way!!!!"

The liberated dragon's spine sword hit the plain, and the earth groaned in dull pain. Everything on this battlefield...

Rising into the air!

The crow feather pattern of the solution slowly appeared in the corner of the eye, and the burning darkness on the hem of the clothes began to boil noisily. The dark figure burst out at the fastest speed at any cost, and the black eyes stared straight ahead from the center of the battlefield, rushing towards the dawn in the distance...

...

A hundred years ago, many things were happening in the world...

War breaks out in this corner, revolution breaks out in that corner,

The world has fallen into war, human beings are killing each other, and disasters pervade this land.

Her black dress was torn, her wand fell, and her voluptuous face was exposed to the air. Her pale and delicate skin contrasted with the ominous darkness. In the darkest time before dawn,

I don't know where the mountain forest is. The witch is wandering alone in a world where she is the only one. Her dimmed violet eyes are wide open and she is murmuring frantically looking for a figure that can give her warmth.

Next town.

But in contrast, there are also people who are working hard for this era. In places that have not been recorded by history and are unknown, they use their own meager strength to compete with the world and try to change an entire era. That should be called '

Weiye' thing,

They embrace faith, they turn it into glory, and use their will to temper their own justice.

Looking at the figure sealed by the light lock, even if half of his head was annihilated, there was still a scornful smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at his body suddenly starting to recover rapidly, the second when the 'threat' revived,

In the narrow plain, the figure of the future queen raised her bright and calm eyes.

And all this, even if there is sadness, even if there are sacrifices.

Even if there are people who may never see each other again, even if the smile of this second is an eternal parting.

Holding a cane inlaid with amber, the elegant figure in the white bungalow sat by the bed, looking at the companion with a pair of awe-inspiring blue eyes in front of him who may never open again, feeling sad and sad.

A hundred years ago, many things were happening in the world.

They are hidden in the mists of time, including the little girl who lost her parents in the war. It seems that for a long time she did not know that her parents, whom she thought were just separated, actually died in the wooden house where she was hiding.

This thing that no one told behind the scenes,

They were all buried together in her time and in her memory, except for being occasionally washed to the shore by the tide of dreams,
To be continued...
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