Modern Valkyrie

() The setting sun turned into the scorching sun in the morning light. This scene caused an uproar and madness in the whole world.

It was a kind of shock to the sky as if the sky and the earth had been reversed.

After all, in today's world, technology dominates, and everything starts with atheism. Although in life, there are often many miracles beyond common sense, but just because they are miracles, miracles often represent very little, so little that it can be ignored. , Therefore, when seeing or seeing, although it caused some shock, as time goes by, as you are troubled by life, that shock will gradually disappear and annihilate.

But at this moment, as everyone raised their heads and witnessed the scene in the sky together, the setting sun in the afterglow turned into a scorching sun like a reversal. The scene witnessed by the whole world caused strong shock and excitement. crazy.

And even more so at this moment, in the land of China, or in other countries, as long as they are people with Yanhuang blood, at the moment of a pause, when their expressions suddenly change, they feel the boiling of their own blood . <The wind of the sky sweeps over, like the sun falling on the skin, like...the mother's embrace when I was young.

Before the setting sun turned into the scorching sun.

In a hospital.

"This child is so pitiful. He was abandoned by his mother less than two months after he was born!"

"Oh, poor parents all over the world, this child has congenital heart disease, if he wants to save it, he needs too much money, and we don't know if he can save it!"

"But no matter what, it is the child of the parents, and nothing can be abandoned. The child's mother is too cruel to conceive in October!"

"Hey, this child has been sent to the emergency room twice, and he is still being rescued now, alas, I hope the child is safe..."

A group of nurses were discussing in low voices beside the emergency room.

And in a corner not far away, a woman who wrapped herself tightly, from time to time, set her eyes on the door of the emergency room. Tears were already rolling down her covered face.

"Son, don't blame mom, mom can't do anything..."

In the emergency room, there was a child who was a few months old, very thin, although he was white, tender, and beautiful, but at the moment his eyes were closed, his face was bloodless, and his pair of small and weak eyes were hanging down.

A doctor was sweating profusely, and kept pressing on her little heart with his hands.

The people nearby, several elderly doctors sighed, and several nurses even shed tears. Although they have long been used to seeing life and death, but at this moment...

"Wang Mei, forget it, it's been half an hour, this child has already..."

"Signature, time of death..."

Drop drop drop...

But at this moment, the moment everyone here paused, when they felt the blood boiling in their bodies, the instrument that had already turned into lines suddenly rose and fell, and the beeping sound continued to resound...

in a yard.

"Mom, what color is the sky? Mom, what color is the grass? Mom, I smell the fragrance of flowers, Mom, I smell the sun, Mom, why don't you have a companion to play with me, Mom... "

This is a dilapidated courtyard. A six or seven-year-old girl opened her eyes wide, but her eyes were dull. That's because...she couldn't see the outside world. In her world, There is only the scene described by her mother for her.

That was mom opening up the world for her.

And not far from the little girl, a woman about 30 years old, listening to the little girl's mother's cry, the clean and beautiful child's voice made her shed tears unconsciously.

Why doesn't she want her daughter to have a look at the world? Her daughter still has hope in her eyes, but she has no money, so she can only hug the worn-out quilt alone at night and shed her mother's tears.

Tears flowed silently.

"Mom, I heard the cry of a little bird. That little bird is so beautiful. Mom, I saw a little ant. It worked so hard that no difficulty could stop it. Mom, that flower bloomed again... ..."

The little girl sat on the steps, wearing very simple clothes, showing a bright smile, like sunshine.

And at this very moment, the little girl's body suddenly stopped, bursts of light burst out of her body, her blood was boiling, her eyes seemed to be injected with a warm current, she closed her eyes, but when she again When she opened it, she saw...

Mother's tears, and the sky and earth that mother helped her open up.

a street.

A lot of people gathered there, including reporters from TV stations.

"Hi everyone, I'm Shen Nan, a reporter from Chenxi TV. A young girl is here today. She set off from Tianhou Temple at five o'clock in the morning, kowtowed every three steps, and it has been twelve hours now.

According to this young girl, her name is Putao, her parents died young, and her elder brother and younger sister suffer from autism. Yesterday, a master told her that as long as she kowtows from the Tianhou Temple and goes to Zhanshan Temple, her elder brother and younger sister can be cured sick..."

A young girl was kneeling three steps down the street. At this moment, her face was already pale, blood had already dripped from her forehead, running down her cheeks, and her knees had already been worn out and turned red. On the ground where she knelt down On the ground, two pools of red blood flowed down.

That is the hope of praying for the healing of brother and sister.

"Nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven..."

"Nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven..."

"Nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven..."

I don't know when, a passer-by who was watching the excitement was counting the moment the girl kowtowed, but after counting, the passer-by unconsciously shed tears and murmured silently, he raised his head, looked to the sky.

Silent blessings and... hope.

And at this moment, his body suddenly boiled. The girl who was kneeling and rocking her head, her face was bloodless, was about to raise her head with difficulty, her body shook suddenly, and her blood was burning , her blood was boiling, and she... felt a warmth.

She... saw hope.

in a house.

There was a sound of weeping, a lot of people gathered there, most of them were simple villagers, they shed tears, it was because their beloved mayor, the mayor who gave everything for them, was dying at the moment .

In the house, on a dilapidated bed, a middle-aged man about 40 years old closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his breathing was weak. An old doctor sighed and announced the result.

Crying, a little louder.

In that cry, they thought of the poverty, the hardships and precarious life they lived here before the mayor came, and in some villages, there was even a family wearing the same dress. Pants.

It was a real poverty to the extreme.

But at this moment...

The sound of crying gradually became rippling. Everyone knelt down, kowtowed their heads, and prayed to heaven for their beloved mayor.

bang bang bang...

I don't know if prayers have worked, or something else, when those simple villagers suddenly felt their blood boil and burn, and their bodies seemed to be warm as if all the old diseases had disappeared, their mayor, with a cough, slowly opened my eyes...

In front of the gate of a hospital.

"Cough, cough, old lady, let's go back. I can't cure my disease!" An old man with graying hair stood up tremblingly from the stone steps. He kept coughing, and the corner of his mouth There are bloodshot faintly.

"Old man..."

A wife with the same gray hair next to her looked at the appearance of the old man who had been with her for most of her life at this moment, with muddy tears in her eyes. She knew that if she came back, her wife could only wait silently to die.

"Forget it, old lady, I have lived enough in this life, and I can't spend that unjust money!" The old man shook his head, put his hands on his back, and looked at the doctors and patients passing by him. He raised his head and looked at the sky. glance.

At this moment, the setting sun in the sky is gradually slanting, and the afterglow is swaying, which is quite brilliant. In the eyes of the old man, it is just like his life, which has come to an end at this moment.

"Back, I don't want to die here, I want to see the place where I was born and raised me, I lived outside for most of my life, it's time to go back..."

The old man coughed, sighed, and waved towards his wife. The two supported each other and walked into the afterglow of the setting sun. When they saw it, they were endlessly desolate.

But at this moment, the two old men suddenly trembled, their bodies were no longer twilight at this moment, but gradually regained vitality...

Infancy, youth, youth, middle age, old age.

Like a lifetime of reincarnation.

And at the moment when the blood of Yanhuang sentient beings was burning, the setting sun in the sky drew a perfect trajectory, and in the shock of the whole world, it turned into a scorching sun soaring into the sky, that...represented hope.

"Yanhuang!"

"Yanhuang!!"

"Yanhuang!!!"

At this moment, the entire land of China, in the silence, in the boiling and burning of the blood, in the nourishment of the internal organs, in the disease of the whole body, whether it is as small as a cold or as big as cancer, All people with Yanhuang blood have been reborn.

Their illnesses were gone, some got up from their wheelchairs, some got out of bed after three or ten years, and some saw the world from the darkness; some heard it again from the silence This longing world...

There are countless students who have taken off the thick glasses that may accompany them for a lifetime, and their bodies feel a kind of vitality like never before.

No matter it is filial piety, no matter it is youth, no matter it is youth, no matter it is middle age, no matter it is old age, the blood is boiling, feeling the meaning of Yan and Huang burning in the soul, everyone, gradually shed tears.

"Yanhuang!"

"Yanhuang!!"

"Yanhuang!!!"

Never before at this moment, when their blood is boiling and burning, will they feel such a deep sense of their own concern, that is, they are proud and proud of being part of the Yanhuang clan.

That is the meaning of Yan Huang boiled by the burning of the blood, allowing them to feel the glory of their own blood, that pride, that pride, that glory from this life, from this world.

"Yanhuang!"

"Yanhuang!!"

"Yanhuang!!!"

At this moment, after falling into a short period of calm due to the burning of the blood and the reversal of the setting sun, the entire land of China suddenly boiled, and the sound of flames and yellows swirled, flowing like the waves of the sea.

On this day, the sky will be shaken, and the blood of Yanhuang will be ignited!

On this day, the setting sun reversed the early sun and hoped for it!

On this day, there will be no regrets at the top of the sky with Yanhuang blood!

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