The examination time for the Inner Demon Hall was coming soon. People kept having their lamps extinguished and waking up from nightmares. The number of people increased from twenty to thirty, then to thirty-five, and finally to more than forty people. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd Compared with the previous rule of "eliminating half of the inner demon palace", this time it is relatively better.
The remaining people seemed to be making their last struggle, and the lamps flickered on and off.
However, only the lamp in Qin Ming's hand showed no tendency to go out.
Many people who have woken up are looking at this. Some people are expecting him to fail. After all, the real battle for the kingship is about to begin. Without Qin Ming, he is missing a strong opponent. Some people are wondering how a person's inner demons can be so serious. To this extent, he looked miserable, even desolate.
Xuanyuan Qi and Jin Yu carefully observed Qin Ming's expression, trying to judge what was going on. Regardless of whether Qin Ming succeeds today or not, he will always be an opponent worthy of vigilance.
Deep in the nightmare!
Qin Ming knelt and sat in the endless ruins, surrounded by water, submerging the ruins and swallowing him.
The whole world is filled with endless water, like a dark abyss, lonely, quiet, desolate, and desolate.
Qin Ming's long hair, clothes, and even body seemed to be floating and twisting silently with the water flow. His eyes were dull, and he knelt in front of the ruins of Thunder Ancient City. In a trance, hazy, some people stood among the ruins in front of him, staring at him, blurry and far away.
Those are relatives, those are friends.
I don't know how long it has been and how long it will last in the silent face.
Qin Ming was like a helpless child, but also like a sinner asking for forgiveness, desolate, frightened, and at a loss.
"Qin Ming..."
"Qin Ming..."
A gentle call suddenly sounded in this silent and lonely abyss, echoing faintly.
Qin Ming raised his head in a daze and looked up. The sparkling waves and rippling water disturbed the silent waters and moved the boundless abyss. At the end of his sight, there seemed to be a figure calling him, looking for him.
"Qin Ming..."
The voice floated from far away and echoed in Qin Ming's ears. It was so far away and so familiar.
Qin Ming knelt and stared blankly.
"Qin Ming..."
"In those eight years of suffering, you were not alone. I was always there... I was always by your side..."
"No one abandons you."
"You're not sorry to anyone."
"Eight years, you have me! I am with you!"
"Qin Ming..."
"You don't need to bear too much, and you don't need to blame yourself."
"You have me, and I will be with you forever..."
"I'm...I'm here..."
A figure was getting closer and clearer. She swam towards Qin Ming from the end of the water.
"Yue Qing." Qin Ming murmured.
"Come back... come back..." Yue Qing wanted to get closer to Qin Ming, but she always seemed to be far away. She stretched out her hand to tighten Qin Ming's hand, but she couldn't touch him.
"I'm always with you, you're not alone."
"come back… "
"The road ahead will also be with me."
Qin Ming looked at Yue Qing, who was close in front of him and yet so far away. For a long time, his dull eyes regained a little brightness. He slowly raised his hand and faced Yue Qing.
When the fingertips touch, when the fingers are clasped together.
Yue Qing tightened her grip on Qin Ming and pulled him towards her.
Wow!
The scene suddenly changed, they left the abyss and stood in the mountains.
The cold wind whistled, the withered grass undulated, and it was desolate and lonely.
"Follow me." Yue Qing took Qin Ming's hand and walked forward.
Qin Ming's body was cold and his heart was cold, but Yue Qing's hands gave him warmth. He couldn't help but hold on tightly, and looked around helplessly in a daze, vague yet familiar. "where are we going."
"just in front."
Yue Qing took Qin Ming and walked and walked, walking a long way, through the wilderness, through the forest, through the ancient city, it seemed to have gone a long way, and it seemed like it was just a few breaths.
A grave stands alone in the wilderness.
"Do you know where this is?"
Qin Ming shook his head.
Yue Qing whispered: "This is your heart, your world."
"Those who have passed away, bury them here and bury them in your heart."
"I came here to pay homage to the deceased."
"They will always be here with you."
"You can build another city to guard this lonely tomb."
"This city can be as warm as the sun, or it can be full of flowers. This city can face the blue sea and sky, or it can have green mountains and green waters as its back. This is your world, everything is up to you."
"Your heart, your city, your grave, your... dead... "
Qin Ming walked towards the lonely grave in a daze: "My grave... my deceased..."
Yue Qing looked at Qin Ming's back and whispered softly: "I will accompany you on the road to the future and the things in the future. Let's walk together, experience together, and face together."
"In eight years, I never gave up."
"In the future, there will be no more..."
"I...wait for you to come back..."
Yue Qing's figure faintly drifted away and disappeared into the cold wind.
Qin Ming stood quietly and murmured softly: "Bury a grave to bury the dead, build a city to guard the lonely grave."
The cold wind is sharp, blowing the withered grass, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and it is lonely and lonely.
A long, long time... the sun and the moon alternate... the years go by.
Qin Ming knelt heavily in front of the grave. He picked up the sand and sprinkled it on the grave. He waved his hand high, erected a stone tablet, sprinkled blood, and wrote the inscription.
A city stood majestically, surrounding the solitary grave.
The sky changed, the white clouds rolled up, and the breeze blew through the wilderness, turning a piece of withered grass green and blowing up the flowers all over the mountain.
"Father, mother." Qin Ming smiled, but tears fell like rain.
In front of the grave, two people stood. They smiled and stretched out their hands: "... don't be afraid... we are all here..."
The Palace of Inner Demons!
The last handful of fine sand in the hourglass is draining away. Forty-two people have recovered from their dreams and overcome their inner demons. The other thirty-four people are immersed in their own obsessions and being chased by nightmares, including Qin Ming.
"It's time."
"Wake up, wake up quickly."
"You can do it! You can't be defeated by this."
Many people stood in front of their companions, anxious for them, and kept looking back at the fine sand that was about to run away.
Bai Xiaochun came to Qin Ming: "It's about to end, isn't he okay?"
"It should be soon, just wait." Yue Qing believed in Qin Ming. It was just because of his special experience in childhood that he attached too much importance to family ties, was too afraid of losing it, and was even more afraid of experiencing life and death again. This time it was so concentrated that he lost himself. If you give him some time, he might be able to get through it on his own, but now he is in the Palace of Inner Demons, and time is too short.
"We can wait, time doesn't wait." Bai Xiaochun pointed at the hourglass and looked at Qin Ming's still strong flame. The time is coming, how to overcome such a heavy inner demon
"Qin Ming may have to stop at the Heart Demon Palace."
Tang Tianque felt very complicated. On the one hand, he felt it was a pity, but on the other hand, he was thankful. If Qin ordered him to be crowned king, it would definitely not be good news for their royal family.
"He is too murderous and has too many ties. He can't get out of this palace." Someone asserted.
Deep in the Heavenly King's Palace, the elders are all paying attention to Qin Ming's situation. A genius with full talent level is too precious, and his character is good. It would be a pity if he loses it here.
"That's not a murderous thought. Qin Ming has other ties in his heart." King Canglan was surprised and couldn't understand Qin Ming.
"Time's up!!" The majestic voices of the ten old men spread throughout the Heart Demon Palace, ruthlessly announcing the final result.
Tang Tianque shook his head, what a pity.
People who passed through breathed a sigh of relief and looked at those who had not yet woken up. It was a pity, but the time had come and the review was over.
"Aren't you awake yet?" Jin Yu shook his head with regret.
but…
"He's awake!" Yue Qing whispered, smiling. "You're back."
Qin Ming held the lamp and opened his eyes. His consciousness gradually recovered. He looked at Yue Qing in front of him and said thousands of words, all rolled into one sentence: "Thank you, you are always here."
He wakes up, becomes clear, and the lamp goes out!
Stuck at the last moment.
"You, you have to make it so suspenseful." Bai Xiaochun shook his head and smiled.
are you awake? Did the flame just go out? Can such a strong flame be extinguished at the drop of a hat? Would it be too abrupt? Many people are surprised and questioning.
Yuwen Hongyi asked: "Which time comes first, or Qin Ming wakes up first."
An old man said calmly: "The Palace of Heavenly Kings chooses its own king without any restrictions, and there is no need to explain to anyone! I declare that it is approved!"
Another old man looked at the others who were still sleeping: "It's a few breaths away, it's acceptable, but it's too far off, so I can only apologize."
Qin Ming stood up, took a deep breath, and exhaled gently.
An hour of sleep is like a journey of the heart.
He seems to have let go a lot, thought a lot more, and seems to be a lot more relaxed.