Glance Backs in Primordial World

Chen said with a smile: "after such a long time, I never thought that I would meet you one day, even here. I can't believe it's true. It's just like a dream, but this kind of meeting is not what I want!"

After hearing this, Huang said with a faint smile: "I know you are still worried about why I killed Di Zheng in those years, but everything has passed, maybe he still exists, maybe just another form of life like us."

Leng Wuchen has been listening quietly, even sweeping those dark corners around with the afterglow from time to time. He can vaguely feel that there are many dark shadows swimming and beating.

Although it is not clear what kind of cold smile this two people should be in the eyes of each other.

But did not pay attention to, at the moment here, Leng Wuhen seems to be a child in their eyes, Leng Wuhen also gladly accepted the view of some speechless, got up and walked slowly towards a dark corner.

Because there was some dim light, the light also showed the color of blood red. However, Chen wanted to remind Leng Wuhen not to go, but he was stopped by Huang and just shook his head.

From Chen's very empty eyes, we can see his incomprehension. Leng wutrace walks in the dark, and the only light source gradually weakens as Leng wutrace goes away.

Leng Wuhen is really alone now. The spirit hasn't woken up in the drowsiness for such a long time, and the famine is not in the sea of Leng Wuhen's knowledge now.

I don't know why now the cold no trace suddenly thought of the former himself, that helpless when he had too much confusion, cold no trace always remember what it was like when death came.

Maybe no one except rain devil knows that Leng Wuchen has already died. If it wasn't for rain devil to seal Leng Wuchen's body with a lost soul needle, I'm afraid there would be no Leng Wuchen in the magic group now, and there would be no future spirit.

At that time, cold traceless was such a feeling. When he was in the dark, there would never be light. He saw a lot of things, as if from the perspective of God. He saw a different environment and a different way of life.

He didn't even know what the four wheels were on the street. With the deepening of the perspective, he saw a mansion, a family, a beautiful woman holding a picture and crying.

The photo shows a handsome young man with a smile on his face and an erha in his arms,

and a middle-aged woman standing beside him comforts the crying woman from time to time. When Leng Wuchen still wants to know everything, it's dark in front of him.

Then on a bright and prosperous street, a man and a woman were arguing about something, while a middle-aged man was standing beside the girl, who was very concerned about the beautiful woman.

Leng Wuchen was very clear that the woman was the same as the girl crying before, but the young man who questioned seemed very sad. He could feel the helpless look and more helplessness, and his body trembled slightly.

The girl seemed to be explaining something, but it didn't seem to help. When the young man turned around and ran to the street behind him, a large fast truck would crash the young man heavily.

The blood instantly dyed the ground red, and the girl's face turned pale and even couldn't believe it. Her body kept shaking, as if she was paralyzed. It was difficult to step at her feet. Just for a moment, she seemed to be free from the shackles. The woman rushed up, and countless tears had already appeared on her face.

Vaguely can hear the girl mouth shouting: "cold source don't die, cold source you open your eyes to see me ah, ambulance call ambulance quickly."

The girl looked at the crowd and roared, but the young man in her arms didn't respond. As soon as the picture turns, the young man appears in an intensive care unit, in a coma.

Many men and women around were wearing white uniforms, and one of them could not help sighing: "Hey, more than two years, this child has not woken up. It seems that he will never wake up. He can only rely on the machine to maintain his vital signs."

Leng's father is the biggest business tycoon in Haicheng. His grandfather is a big shaker in Haicheng, and his uncle is the leader of the biggest Mafia in Haicheng.

It is also the biggest black-and-white magnate in Haicheng, with industries all over the province. Lengyuan's mother is the daughter of the Bai family in the capital, one of the four families in the capital.

Lengyuan also has a brother, who has no amazing talent. He is the most ordinary one in lengyuan's family. Besides lengyuan, he is also the one who does not do his job. He is a gangster and marries the daughter of a core godfather of the American Mafia. In New York, he wants wind and rain, and even came back to visit lengyuan only once when he was in a coma.

The young man who basically lies in the hospital bed and sleeps is not taken seriously. Compared with others, he is indeed a dandy, and even his brain is not very smart. He is found to be born with some silly symptoms.

There are many, many... In Leng wutrace's mind at that time, such pictures and fragmentary information pop up from time to time, and then disappear. When he opens his eyes, the rain devil has already appeared in Leng wutrace's eyes.Leng Wuhen also knows that he doesn't really mean to die. From then on, he stepped into the path of changing his life, and the pictures of Leng Wuhen in his coma have never been mentioned to anyone.

He didn't understand what it was until Huang mentioned the name of lengyuan, and he knew in the pool that his real life didn't belong to this world, but a place called the earth.

The young man lying in the hospital bed was himself. Although he felt incredible, it was true. From the important point that lengyuan wanted to break the law of the illusory world, we can see that he wanted to return to the world that belonged to his original life, but he didn't succeed.

From time to time, when memories come out of the dark corner, I can't help but walk from the dark corner.

Leng Wuchen can feel it clearly, but he doesn't feel any malice. He knows very well that they haven't generated spirit yet. It's just a stage, a stage derived from spirit. In fact, this stage has no real sense of injury ability except some creepy.

Leng Wuhen looked back at Huang and Chen behind him. Huang just nodded, as if he knew Leng Wuhen's idea, but Chen's eyes were dignified.