Chapter 88 Never Forget Never Forget
byChapter 88 Never Forget Never Forget
This is the first statue that people erected for him, and it is also the most magnificent and solemn statue.
In the past, looking at such a "self", Xie Lian took it calmly and didn't think there was any problem, but at this moment, he felt that this golden statue was very strange, and couldn't help thinking: "This is really Is it me?"
Over there, Fengxin and Muqing split to see if there were any trapped and undetected. The confusion in Xie Lian's heart flashed past, and he was relieved to see the crowd gradually settle down.
But this breath has not been released to the end, and suddenly felt a burst of pressure on the body, and Xie Lian's heart immediately tightened.
That sky tower, after all, is too high and too heavy.
The statue also seemed to be struggling slightly, his hands trembled slightly, his feet sunk, and the tall golden body was also bent a little, only the smile remained unchanged. Seeing this, Xie Lian immediately called the law again. But the magic formula was reprimanded, but my heart was cold. Not only did the golden statue not stand up, but it bent down a little bit, and it was almost impossible to hold it up.
Xie Lian's hands also trembled. He had never felt this way. In his cognition, any mountain he wants to hit will fall down; he stomps his feet, and the mountain shakes wherever he wants to be shocked. And this thing that he has never felt is called "powerlessness".
As a last resort, Xie Lian gritted his teeth, flew up, sat down at the foot of the huge golden statue, and suddenly raised his hand again to summon the magic formula. This time he went into battle in person, and the golden statue really rose again, raised its head fiercely, and raised the sloping sky tower again!
Although it is hard to carry it down, but Xie Lian's back and heart are already cold sweat. Countless people inside and outside the palace did not know that he was suffering and could not speak, and they had already walked one after another and knelt down to the golden statue of this marvelous sight, shouting: "The national disaster is on the way, His Royal Highness has appeared!"
"Your Highness, please help us!"
"Save Limin! Protect the people!"
Xie pity gritted his teeth for a while, and said reluctantly: "Please get up, all retreat, retreat a little, don't surround here, I..." Speaking of this, he found that he was actually out of breath. His voice was submerged in the tidal wave of shouting, and the more he wanted to amplify it, the more he realized his insignificance. Xie Lian took a deep breath and was about to drink, but a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that it was Qi Rong, and hurriedly said: "Qi Rong, go down and tell everyone not to be around here, be careful!"
This sentence was blurted out, and when Xie Lian realized what he had said, he was suddenly horrified.
In the past, let alone saying such things, he would never even have such thoughts. Even if the naive is about to collapse, he believes that he will definitely be able to withstand it. And now, he has discovered a very terrifying thing: he doesn't believe it anymore.
Not only people don't believe him, but he himself can't believe himself!
Qi Rong said casually: "How could it collapse, isn't it with you!"
After hearing this sentence, Xie Lian's heart trembled again. Qi Rong didn't pay attention to his slightly blue face, his eyes glowed green, and said, "Cousin, let me help you."
Thanks for a pity, and said: "You help me? How can you help me?"
Qi Rong said without hesitation: "Didn't you say that you know how to make a human face epidemic? You tell me that method, and I will help you curse the Yongan people. I will help you kill them!"
...he really hid under the bed and listened to the three of them!
Xie pity is so weak: "You...you are just fooling around! Do you know what a curse is?"
However, Qi Rong said indifferently: "I know. Isn't it just a curse? My cousin, I'm very talented in this area. I often curse my father. I suspect that he was cursed to death by me. You …”
"..." Xie Lian couldn't listen anymore, and said: "You go."
Qi Rong hurriedly said: "No! No! Well, you can't tell me how to curse, then tell me... how can I avoid getting a human face epidemic?"
Thanks for the pity, Qi Rong said again: "You know it? You know why soldiers don't get infected, don't you? Cousin, tell me why, okay?"
There are still many palace people gathered around here. I don't know how many ears are listening. Xie Lian was afraid of leaking the wind and causing something to happen, so he kept silent. But if someone really couldn't hold back, he raised his head and asked, "His Royal Highness! Is this true?"
"Do you really know how to cure the human face epidemic?!"
"Then why didn't you say it?"
There was a green light in the eyes of those people, and Xie Lian closed his mouth tightly, and a few words came out between his teeth: "No! I don't know!"
There was a small commotion in the crowd, but not much. At this time, Fengxin came back, and when he saw Qi Rong lying beside Xie Lian from a distance, he shouted: "What are you doing!"
Xie Lian immediately said: "Fengxin, take him down!"
Fengxin came in response, but Qi Rong suddenly grabbed Xie Lian and said eagerly: "Cousin, you will definitely defeat all Yongan people and drive them away, right? You will protect us, you will definitely! is not it?"
If it was a few months ago, maybe Xie Lian would have answered loudly: "I will protect you!" But now, he dared not. Qi Rong's expression was extremely excited, and Xie Lian looked at him slightly confused. Because he knew very well that Qi Rong was not the kind of person who would worry about the country and the people at all. Even if the country is at stake, he should be mostly afraid. Why is he so excited? After a while, he suddenly remembered something. Qi Rong's father seems to be from Yong'an as well.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Qi Rong's voice suddenly became stern: "Cousin Prince! You won't really just leave it alone, will you? Do we just allow others to abuse and bully like this? Don't we have nothing to do? ?!"
After listening to his question, Xie Lian felt sad in his heart. Because he found that Qi Rong was right, in the face of such a situation, he really... had no choice!
Feng Channel: "I'll ask the lord to lock him up again."
Qi Rong was taken down by him and was still struggling, shouting: "You must stand up. You must not fall!"
Can't fall!
Xie Lian also knew that he could not fall. Even if the nearby people were evacuated, the tower still could not collapse. If it collapsed, not only would the centuries-old historical sites of the imperial palace be destroyed, but the backbone of Shenwu Street, as well as many other people's houses would also be smashed to pieces. In addition, this pagoda also contains the rare treasures and century-old scrolls left by countless ancestors of the past, which cannot be transferred all at once. And the spirit of the capital of Xianle Kingdom, which it guarded, was completely cut off.
However, his mana, like the water source of Yong'an, seems to be drying up day by day. To support this huge golden statue, he can't leave here for the time being. He can only hand over the defense of the city to Fengxin and Muqing, stick to the place, and meditate. Because this five-zhang golden body was originally a god statue sitting in the Taicang Mountain Emperor Jiguan, thank you for calling it here. The original believers had no god statue to worship, and they flocked here to pray for it in the open air. . Although this is the imperial palace, outsiders should not be allowed to enter, but firstly, the cave collapsed the palace wall for a while, and secondly, the situation in Xianle Kingdom's imperial city is chaotic, and there are not enough people to manage it. Unrest, but also had to let them in.
Thank you for taking a seat, and the king and queen come here to visit him every day. After a few days in a hurry, he fully supported the tower that day, while accumulating strength, waiting for the opportunity to withdraw. The lord of the country is no easier than him, his hair is all gray, and he is clearly in his prime, but he seems to be over half a hundred years old. Father and son meet each other without saying a word, but they are more harmonious than before.
The queen watched Xie Lian grow up since she was a child. She has only ever seen her beloved son's graceful and celestial appearance. Now, seeing him guarding this place, he has been exposed to the wind, the sun and the rain, and he still refuses to let anyone rely on him too much. She was covering him recently, and she felt sore in her heart, so she personally held an umbrella for him under the scorching sun. After holding on for a while, Xie Lian was afraid that she would be tired after standing for a long time, and said: "Mother, go back, I don't need it. You don't need to approach here, and don't send people to approach, I'm afraid..."
What he was afraid of, after all, he was hesitant to say anything. The queen turned her back to the believers gathered here, and held back for a while, but she couldn't help crying: "Emperor, you have suffered. You...how did you suffer so much!"
In order to cover up the haggard color, the queen's makeup was very heavy. The tears and the makeup powder showed that she was just a woman who had lost her youth. She felt sorry for her son and cried for her, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear of being discovered by the people behind.
When a person suffers at any time, the first thing that comes to mind is the person who loves him the most. For Xie Lian, this person is undoubtedly his mother. Maybe it was really useless, but after suffering for days and cutting it with a knife, at this moment, he really wanted to turn back into a ten-year-old child and threw himself into his mother's arms and cried.
However, to this day, all paths have been chosen by himself. The situation of his parents was already very difficult, and so many people were looking at him shyly, he must not show a trace of weakness. If he can't stand it, who else can stand it?
So, Xie Lian said against his heart: "Mother, don't worry, I'm fine. The child is not suffering at all."
Suffering or not, only he knows in his own heart.
Several palace servants supported the country lord and the queen, and after turning their heads back one step at a time, Xie Lian was exposed to the scorching sun again, and closed his eyes drowsily. After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, twilight fell on the horizon, the setting sun was still shining, and there were few believers left.
But when he lowered his head, he saw a small flower standing alone not far away.
Xie Lian was not quite sure when there was an extra flower there, so he freed up a hand and picked it up.
It was a tiny flower. Snow-white flowers, green calyxes, and thin stems, still with dew, like teardrops, very pitiful. The faint fragrance seems familiar, inconspicuous but refreshing.
He couldn't help but clenched the flower tightly and brought it close to his heart.
At this moment, a sudden bloody smell covered up this quiet floral fragrance. Xie Lian raised his head, his eyes were full of flowers, and a figure roared towards him: "Why! Why!!"
Xie Lian was startled, waved his sleeves to dismiss the man, barely reminding himself: "Who!"
The man was swept away by his sleeve and rolled on the ground several times. Thanks for supporting the five-zhang golden statue, he didn't dare to get up, and he didn't dare to approach, but he recognized who this person was at once. This man has only one leg - the young man who gave him an umbrella and had his leg amputated by him!
The young man was covered in blood, his palms were stained with blood, and he climbed over with his hands and feet all the way, leaving a terrifying bloodstain on the ground. He reluctantly sat up, and thanked him stunned: "You, how did you come out? Didn't you cultivate in the secluded forest?"
The young man did not answer him, and crawled towards him with his hands and feet. Because he only has one leg, it looks very scary, thank you: "You...!"
The young man suddenly lifted the trousers of the remaining right leg and said, "Why!"
Taking a closer look, on his right leg, there is a twisted human face!
At this time, one of the things that Xie Lian was most worried about happened. If he hadn't been sitting, he might have fallen. The young man slapped the ground and shouted, "Why did you cut my leg! I still relapsed! My leg is gone! Why? You give my leg back! You give my leg back!"
On the day of sending the umbrella, the young man's smile when he put the umbrella into his hand was vivid in his eyes, but now he looked like a madman. "
It took him a long time to react and said, "I...I'll help you!"
After he finished speaking, he immediately cast a spell to suppress the poisonous aura on the young man's legs. Unexpectedly, there was a wailing sound all around, and three or four people rushed over, all crying: "His Royal Highness save me!" "His Royal Highness save me!"
"His Royal Highness, look at my face, I cut half of my face, why is it still not healed, why? How can I heal it!"
"His Royal Highness, look at me, look at what I have become!"
The bloody pictures were forced into front of him one after another. Thanks for the pity, his eyes were straight, his hands were not knowing where to go, and he muttered: "Don't look, I don't look, I don't look!"
It turned out that after the collective relapse of the human-faced epidemic patients in Buyoulin, a chaos finally broke out, and the soldiers and doctors who were caring for them actually broke through, and all ran out to find him!
Now that they have escaped, if they don't quickly suppress the virus of this group of people, I am afraid that the epidemic will spread faster. Xie Lian closed his eyes, forced his capacity, and wanted to help these people suppress the virus and ease the pain. However, as soon as this side was pressed down, more people rushed to him: "His Royal Highness, and me! Help me too!"
Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Xie Lian felt that the golden statue above seemed to be crumbling, and he said: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! I..."
One person couldn't help but said: "I can't wait, I don't want to wait any longer, I've been waiting for too long!"
"His Royal Highness, why did you treat him but not me?"
Gradually, the voices surrounding him changed:
"Why do you treat him and he goes away, but treat me not much better? Aren't you a god? Why is it so unfair! I want justice!"
Xie Lian argued: "No, I'm not unfair, it's not my problem, it's because your condition is different..."
"Either you don't help, if you want to help, help to the end. What's the point of quitting your job now? Is it up to you?"
Xie Lian was a little breathless, and said: "I'm not going to take the burden, I just... have to wait..."
"Do you know how to cure this disease?"
Xie Lian opened his mouth: "I..."
"You know why you just won't tell us?!"
Xie Lian hugged his head and said, "I don't know!"
"You lied! I've heard people say it, you know it! I've seen through you, but you refuse to tell us, you just want us to keep begging you like this to deceive our offerings! Liar, you are a liar! "
"What exactly is the method, tell me quickly, you still haven't said it!!!"
Thanks for the pity, his face was pale, his eyes were empty, and he was pushed around by countless hands, and some hands had already strangled his neck fiercely. So, the funniest scene appeared. He was clearly a god, but at this moment there was a faint voice in his heart calling out: "...Help me—"
It seems that someone is pulling these hands away, but it seems that there is no. He is not very clear, only that these people with blood scars and missing legs seem to tear him into pieces and eat them. I don't know how long it took, and there was a horn like a ghost crying in the distance. Everyone only cares about their own crying and tearing, and they don't care about the horn at all, but Xie Lian is suddenly agitated. Because he knew that it was the horn of victory for the Yongan people!
He couldn't sit still anymore, or he couldn't hold it any longer, he leaned forward and knelt in front of him. At the same time, the five-zhang golden body above which he had been struggling to support for several days, was exactly the same as his actions, and collapsed suddenly as if he had lost his life in an instant.
Accompanied by a loud bang, the tall and heavy sky tower was pressed down, and it was shattered together with the golden statue!
The golden body itself will not break. However, since Xie Lian poured too much mana into it, hoping it could hold up the tower that day, it has long since become extremely fragile. The patients who escaped from the secluded forest escaped, died, and were injured. In the palace and the streets, people were running wildly, some were hiding from the fragments of the tower, some were hiding from those terrifyingly human-faced patients. Xie Lian covered his head with his hands, stumbled and ran all the way to the gate of the imperial city.
The tower was on fire, black smoke billowed, Xie Lian grabbed onto the platform and passed by countless retreating soldiers. He didn't know what to do on the tower, so he could only look down blankly with the black ashes on his face and the tears shed at an unknown time. In the blurred field of vision, the ground was covered with corpses, and only a white figure stood in the battlefield with long sleeves fluttering. The figure was not a teenager, but a young man. When he turned around, he saw him from a distance, and waved his hand in a dashing manner, as if he was about to leave.
Seeing this, Xie Lian said sternly: "Don't go!!!"
The first two times saw him, he used fake leather, but thanks for intuition, this time, it must be the real body! So, he jumped over the city wall without hesitation, jumped, and jumped off the tower.
In this life, Xie Lian has jumped down from a very high place countless times. Relying on his powerful mana and superb martial arts, every time, he can land safely, every time, he is proud and comfortable, every time, it is a standard fairy tale appearance. And this time, he is no longer a myth.
As soon as he landed, he didn't stand firm, but leaned to the side, and a sharp pain instantly spread from his legs to his whole body.
He broke his leg.
I broke my leg, but it's nothing, I'll get better soon. However, from that day on, Xie Lian seemed to have become another person.
He seemed to have lost his soul, and he no longer had the original stern power. After losing the first game, there will be the second game, the third game... He doesn't want to use the sword, nor does he want to play, but because there is no one else standing in front of him to replace him, he can only bite the bullet. On the battlefield, he did not slack off, he really did his best, but for some reason, even according to his actual age, he had just reached the age of frailty, but the hand holding the sword had already begun to tremble like an old man who was dying. .
He was trembling, full of fear, and he himself couldn't tell exactly who and what made him fear. Later, the soldiers who had respected him at first gradually lost their patience with him.
Thank you for knowing that many people began to spread this saying: what kind of god of war is this, it is clearly the god of plague!
But he couldn't refute anything. Just because Xie Lian himself is also doubting: Could it be that he has really become a god of plague?
If only so, it would be fine. For Xianleguo, the real disaster was the human-faced epidemic, which finally got out of control.
Five hundred people, one thousand people, two thousand people, three thousand people... Later, Xie Lian didn't dare to ask how many people were infected today.
It seemed that the final sentence was issued to him. On this day, the heaven finally opened the door to him and conveyed a message to him: His Royal Highness, it is time to go back to heaven.
It is self-evident what awaits him when he goes back this time. Fengxin and admiration are rare and a little uneasy. Xie pity is thinking about something else. He said to the two: "Before I leave, I want to go to another place to see."
Wind Channel: "Where to go?"
Thanks for the pity: "The Emperor's View."
After a moment of silence, Feng said, "Don't go."
Xie pity has gone out on his own, and the wind channel: "His Royal Highness!" He couldn't stop him, so he had to keep up with Mu Qing.
The three hiked up the mountain.
Emperor Jiguan, this is where the first temple of Xie Lian rose from the ground, and it was also where his first statue was completed. However, at the request of the national teacher, the three thousand disciples had already been dismissed down the mountain, and the current Emperor Jiguan is just an empty view.
Walking to the middle of the mountain, Xie Lian looked down. I saw that in the imperial city, there were clusters of bright firelight everywhere, reflecting the stars in the sky, which was very beautiful. Fengxin was extremely angry and scolded: "These lunatics!"
Thanks for the pity, looking at the fire, Fengxin said again: "Don't look at it! What's so beautiful!"
During these days, Fengxin scolded Xie Lian countless times: Do you like to find hardship for yourself or what? But in fact, Xie Lian doesn't know what he wants. All he knew was that as long as another of his temples was burned or smashed, he would not be able to control himself, and he must go over and take a look at it in person. He didn't speak, he couldn't stop him, he just stood helplessly. What's so good about it? He doesn't know either.
At this time, there was also a fire on the Prince Peak. Fengxin was astonished and said: "Why did they even let Huangjiguan go?! Are these people dug their ancestral graves or..."
Before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth. Because he remembered that the pain and torture that many people in Xianleguo are suffering from is only worse than the joke of "digging their ancestors' graves".
However, the fire was not big at first. It started for a while, and then went out again, as if it was put out by people. This time, Fengxin was shocked. Because these days, only people dare to set fires, and no one dares to put out fires. If someone persuades or stops the group of vicious people from setting fire to the temple, they will be equivalent to the "God of Plague" Xie Lian himself and be beaten to death. For this reason, the three of them have long been afraid to show their spirits in front of mortals, and all of them have hidden their bodies.
All the way up the mountain, the three of them heard the sound of ping-pong-pong fights. When they reached the Prince’s Peak, sure enough, the Xianle Palace had already been demolished, and only the shelves and four walls of the main hall remained. There are no idols on the altar for a long time, and a group of people are fighting in a ball at the gate of this dilapidated hall, shouting: "You bastard! Damn you! You are here to spoil your wife. What's the matter, this rotten view is your lifeblood?!"
Xie Lian knew at a glance that this group of people definitely did not come to smash his temple out of anger, but a group of refugees who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos. But up to now, he doesn't really care who is the one who smashed his temple. At this moment, in the midst of this frenzied fight, a boy's extremely fierce voice penetrated the night sky: "Go away!!!"
Listening carefully, this is actually a person fighting with this group of people. Moreover, this person is only a teenager, a half-year-old child, but he is not willing to show weakness or fall behind. But after all, in a one-to-many manner, the young man's face was covered in blood, his face was blue and purple, all scars, and his face could not be seen clearly. Feng Channel: "This kid, he must be a hero when he grows up!"
At this moment, a man suddenly had a strange light in his eyes, and a large stone was moved on the ground and was about to hit the back of the young man's head. As soon as Xie Lian saw it, he waved his hand, and the stone lifted by the man bounced back, hitting his own face, and screamed a nosebleed. The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned back and raised his fist, another bang bang bang bang bang. The way he beat people was so terrifying that he scared a group of adults away, pointing at him as he ran, bluffing: "Damn! Wait! Wait for Lao Tzu to bring someone to clean you up!"
The boy sneered: "If you dare to come, I will kill your dog!!!"
The group was so frightened that they ran faster. After the boy finished scolding, he rushed to the side of the extinguished fire and stepped on a few feet, stepping on the sparks to the point of exhaustion. Then he entered the hall, picked up a piece of paper from the ground, and carefully smoothed it out. , hanging in the air, and finally, leaning on the altar, sitting on the ground in a trance.
Xie Lian approached and swept up to the altar lightly, and found that what the young man was hanging in the air was actually a painting. The brush strokes are immature, and at first glance, it is drawn by people who have never learned to draw. However, every stroke is taken seriously, just like a picture of a prince's delight. It seems that this was used to replace the god that he had called away. Feng Channel: "It's a good painting!"
After so many days, Fengxin managed to see a person who was willing to defend his pity, and he was so excited that he wanted to go up to help him fight. Now, looking at this young man, he naturally feels that everything is good. The admiration lowered his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to think of something, but he didn't speak. Xie Lian raised his hand and touched the painting lightly.
It's not so obvious, but it's just like a breeze blowing by. The young man suddenly raised his head from his knees, his scarred face seemed to be instantly lit up, and said, "Is that you?"
Fengxin was shocked: "Why is this kid so thief?"
Admiration: "Let's go."
Xie Lian nodded slightly and was about to turn around, but the young man rushed to the edge of the altar, breathing slightly, and said: "I know it's you! Your Highness, don't go, I have something to tell you!"
Hearing this, the three of them were stunned. The young man seemed extremely nervous, clenched his fist and said, "Although your temple is on fire, but... don't be unhappy. I will make you more, bigger, more gorgeous, and no one can match it. Gongguan. No one can compare to you. I will definitely!"
"..."
The three were silent.
This young man was in ragged clothes, with a gray face, a blue nose and a swollen face, and a miserable expression, but it was really ironic that he was speaking with such ambitious rhetoric. As if afraid that his voice could not reach the other person's ears, he put his hands around his mouth and shouted at the painting on the platform: "Your Highness! Did you hear it? In my heart, you are God! You are the only one. God, you are truly God! Did you hear that?!"
He was so hoarse that the entire Taicang Mountain echoed: -Did you hear it!
Xie Lian suddenly laughed. This smile was too abrupt, which shocked Fengxin and Mu Qing. Thanks for laughing and shaking his head, the young man naturally couldn't hear it, but he seemed to feel something, his eyes were bright, and he looked around. Suddenly, a drop of cold water fell on his cheek. The young man suddenly widened his eyes, and in an instant, a snow-white reflection appeared in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, and when he opened his eyes again, the reflection disappeared.
Seeing that Xie Lian actually appeared for a moment, Feng said: "His Royal Highness, you just..."
Xie Lian said confusedly: "Just now? Oh, my mana is dead, I just couldn't control it for a while."
The young man stood up straight, rubbed his eyes, and seemed to be still trying to retain the fleeting shadow. Xie Lian closed his eyes, and after a while, he said, "Forget it."
Finally got an echo, but it was these three words, the young man's eyes lit up first, the corner of his mouth rose, then he was startled again, the curvature of the corner of his mouth gradually fell, and said: "...What? Forgot what?
Xie Lian sighed and said to him warmly: "Forget it."
The young man was speechless. Xie Lian said to himself: "Forget it. Anyway, no one will remember it soon."
Hearing this sentence, the boy's eyes widened, and suddenly a line of tears silently flowed from his eyes, and a pale trace was washed out on his face. The Adam's apple between his neck moved, and he said, "I..."
Fengxin seemed a little unbearable, and said: "His Royal Highness, don't say it. You are banned again."
Thanks for the pity: "Well, I won't say it. However, anyway, I have already violated so many bans, and it is not bad for these few words."
This sentence, he did not let the boy hear it again. The three got off the altar and walked towards the outside of the dilapidated hall. The night wind hit people, Xie Lian shook his head.
He is still a priest now, and logically speaking, it is impossible to feel "cold". However, at this moment, he really felt the freezing cold.
Unexpectedly, the young man who was left behind by them suddenly muttered in the hall, "No way."
He clearly couldn't see Xie Lian and the others, but he found the right direction accurately, rushed out, and said to their backs: "No!"
The three of them turned around and saw that the young man's eyes in the dark night were breathtakingly bright, his face full of scars, like anger, sadness, joy and madness.
In the raging tears, he said: "I will not forget.
"I will never forget you!!!"
The author has something to say: I finally wrote it here... The gods and young believers who are about to be forgotten in the dilapidated temple, this is the first image that this article has in my mind, which is the first driving forceMy urge to write this article, I'm the kind of person who would make up the story of the book just to write a fragment... I'm exhausted from making up the blind J8...
It is not easy to catch up all the way to the present. Thank you, thank you, and call you.But I... it's even harder for me to write [covers face] This book is really written and I'm exhausted
Okay, then the second volume is finished, and the third volume switches back to the normal timeline.
Volume 3: There are no taboos
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