The time for the assessment of the Heart Demon Palace will soon be up, and the lamps in people's hands are constantly extinguished, waking up from nightmares. The number of people has increased from twenty to thirty, then to thirty-five, and finally surpassed forty. Compared with the previous law of "eliminating half of the demons in the Heart Demon Palace", this time is relatively much better.
The rest of the people seemed to be struggling for the last time, and the lamps flickered on and off.
However, only the lamp in Qin Ming's hand showed no tendency to go out.
Many awakened people are looking at this place. Some people expect him to fail. After all, the real battle to seal the king is about to start. Without Qin Ming, there is no strong opponent. Some people are wondering how a person's demons can be so serious. At this level, he looked very painful, even desolate.
Xuanyuan Qi and Jin Yu carefully observed Qin Ming's expression, trying to figure out something. Regardless of whether Qin Ming succeeds or not today, he will be an opponent worthy of vigilance.
In the depths of the nightmare!
Qin Ming knelt and sat in the endless ruins, surrounded by water, submerging the ruins and engulfing 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 his body seemed to be floating and twisting silently with the water. His eyes were dull, and he knelt in front of the ruins of Lei Ting Ancient City. In a trance, some people stood among the ruins in front of him, staring at him, vaguely, far away.
Those are relatives, those are friends.
The silent face, I don't know how long it has passed, and how long it will last.
Qin Ming is like a helpless child, but also like a sinner pleading guilty, desolate and terrified, and at a loss.
"Qin Ming..."
"Qin Ming..."
A soft call suddenly sounded in this silent and lonely abyss, echoing faintly. [Zero↑Nine△Small↓Shuo△Net]
Qin Ming raised his head in a trance, looking up, the sparkling light and the rippling tide disturbed the silent waters and moved the boundless abyss. At the end of the line of sight, there seemed to be a figure, calling him, looking for him.
"Qin Ming..."
The voice floated from afar, echoing in Qin Ming's ears, so far away and so familiar.
Qin Ming knelt, stared, dazed.
"Qin Ming..."
"Those eight years of suffering, you are not alone, I have always been... I have always been by your side..."
"No one abandoned you."
"You didn't apologize to anyone."
"Eight years, with me! I'm with you!"
"Qin Ming..."
"You don't have to shoulder too much, and you don't have to blame yourself."
"You have me, I will be with you, forever..."
"I'm... I'm here..."
A figure, getting closer and clearer, swam towards Qin Ming from the end of the water.
"Yueqing." Qin Ming murmured.
"Come back... come back..." Yueqing wanted to swim close to Qin Ming, but it always seemed to be far away. She stretched out her hand to tighten Qin Ming, but she couldn't touch it.
"I'm always by your side, you're not alone."
"come back… "
"In the future, there will also be me."
Qin Ming looked at Yueqing, who was close in front of him but far away. After a long time, his dull and empty eyes regained a little light. He slowly raised his hand and turned towards Yueqing.
When the fingertips touch, when the fingers are clasped.
Yueqing tightened Qin Ming's grip and pulled towards herself.
Crash!
The scene changed suddenly, they left the abyss and stood in the mountains.
The cold wind blows, the withered grass rises and falls, and it is bleak and lonely. [Zero↑Nine△Small↓Shuo△Net]
"Come with me." Yueqing took Qin Ming's hand and walked forward.
Qin Ming's body was cold, and his heart was cold, but Yueqing's hand gave him warmth. He couldn't help but grasp it tightly, and looked around helplessly, vaguely and familiarly. "where are we going."
"just in front."
Yueqing dragged Qin Ming along and walked, walking a long distance, through the wilderness, through the forest, through the ancient city, it seemed to be a long distance, and it seemed to be only a short breath.
A grave stands alone in the wilderness.
"Do you know where this is?"
Qin Ming shook his head.
Yueqing whispered: "This is your heart, your world."
"For those who have passed away, bury them here and in your heart."
"I'll come and see it, to pay homage to the dead."
"They will always be here, with you."
"You can build another city and guard this lonely grave."
"This city can be as warm as the sun, or it can be full of flowers. This city can face the blue sea and blue sky, or it can be backed by green mountains and green waters. This is your world, and 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 dead..."
Yueqing looked at Qin Ming's back, and said softly: "The road ahead, the things in the future, I will accompany you, walk together, experience together, and face together."
"For eight years, I haven't given up."
"In the future, let alone..."
"I... wait for you to come back..."
Yue Qing's figure drifted away lightly and disappeared in the cold wind.
Qin Ming stood quietly, whispering softly: "Buy a grave, bury the dead, build a city, guard the lonely grave."
The cold wind is precipitous, blowing withered grass, yellow sand all over the sky, lonely and lonely.
For 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 bag. He waved his hands high, erected a stone tablet, sprinkled blood, and wrote the inscription.
A city towered up suddenly, surrounding the solitary tomb.
The sky turned blue, the white clouds curled up, and the breeze blew across the wilderness, turning the dead grass green and the mountains full of flowers.
"Father, mother." Qin Ming smiled, but tears fell like rain.
In front of the tomb, stood two people, they smiled and stretched out their hands: "... don't be afraid... we are all..."
Heart Demon Palace!
The last handful of fine sand in the hourglass is running out. Forty-two people have recovered from their dreams and overcome their inner demons. The other thirty-four people are immersed in their obsessions and are being chased by nightmares, including Qin Ming.
"It's time."
"Wake up, wake up, wake up."
"You can do it! You can't be beaten by this little thing."
Many people stood in front of their companions, anxious for them, and kept looking back at the fine sand that was about to flow out.
Bai Xiaochun came to Qin Ming: "It's about to end, can't he do it?"
"It should be soon, wait a little longer." Yue Qing believed in Qin Ming, it was only because of his special experience in childhood that he valued family affection too much, was too afraid of losing it, and was even more afraid of experiencing life and death again. This time it exploded so concentratedly that he lost himself. If he was given some time, he might be able to survive by himself, but now he is in the Heart Demon Hall, and the time is too short.
"We can wait, time doesn't wait." Bai Xiaochun pointed to the hourglass, and looked at Qin Ming's still vigorous flame. The time is coming soon, how to overcome such a heavy inner demon
"Qin Ming may stop at the Heart Demon Palace."
Tang Tianque's heart was very complicated. On the one hand, he felt a pity, and on the other hand, he was rejoicing. If Qin Ming became the king, it would definitely not be good news for their royal family.
"The murderous nature is too heavy, and there are too many entanglements, he can't get out of this palace." Someone asserted.
In the depths of the Palace of Heavenly Kings, the elders are all paying attention to Qin Ming's situation. A genius with a full level of talent is too precious, and his character is good. It would be a pity if he lost here.
"That's not killing thoughts, Qin Ming has other entanglements in his heart." King Canglan was surprised, he couldn't understand Qin Ming.
"It's time!!" The majestic voices of the ten old men spread throughout the Heart Demon Hall, ruthlessly announcing the final result.
Tang Tianque shook his head, what a pity.
Those who passed breathed a sigh of relief, and all looked at those who hadn't woken up. It's a pity, but the time has come and the review is over.
"Aren't you awake yet?" Jin Yu shook her head regretfully.
but…
"He's awake!" Yue Qing whispered, smiling. "You're back."
Qin Ming held the lamp, opened his eyes, and gradually recovered his consciousness. He looked at Yueqing in front of him, and he said a thousand words, all of which came together in one sentence: "Thank you, you are always there."
He woke up, cleared up, and the lamp went out!
Stuck at the last moment.
"You, you insist on making it so awkward." Bai Xiaochun shook his head and smiled.
are you awake? The flames just went out like that? Such a flourishing flame, will it be extinguished as soon as it is extinguished? Will it be too abrupt? Many people are more suspicious.
Yuwen Hongyi questioned: "Is it time to come first, or Qin Ming to wake up first."
An old man said lightly: "The Palace of Heavenly Kings chooses its own king, without any restrictions, let alone explaining to anyone! I declare, pass!"
Another old man looked at the other people who were still asleep: "It's a few breaths away, it's acceptable, it's too short, I can only apologize."
Qin Ming stood up, inhaled deeply, and exhaled gently.
An hour of deep sleep is like a journey of the heart.
He seemed to have let go a lot, thought about it a lot, and seemed to be a lot more relaxed.