Liu Chenye walked silently on the white wasteland.

His eyes are firm.

Although his body becomes heavy, his footsteps are not brisk, but it will never be slow.

This white world is nothing.

Existence is nothing, nothingness is no existence.

Nothing does not include air, vacuum space, and time. It does not include various forces.

Fortunately, Liu Chenye is now a spirit body, no need to breathe.

There is no exit here. No matter where you go, there is a vast white, and there are floating white mist particles in the air.

Liu Chenxue didn't think so.

He firmly believes that there is no absolutely closed space, and there will be entrances and exit, otherwise how he comes in.

He just didn't find it for the time being.

If you can't find it.

Then he opened an exit.

...

Unconsciously, Liu Chenye has taken a long way. Although there is no concept of distance here, he has no doubt.

His left hand has completely disappeared, and a large hole with white light appears on the right.

In addition to the disappearance, the rest of the parts began to flush with wrinkles. He is becoming aging. This is why he feels heavier.

His straightened back began to bend, and his body was getting thinner and thinner, just like a layer of leather case left on the bone, covered with thick blood vessels, his hair was still thick, but he turned into silver as much as possible.

White, like a layer of frost.

His eyes also became turbid, and gradually could not see the scene in the distance. The teeth began to fall, and it quickly dissipated on the ground.

His pace is getting slower, but he has never stopped.

I don’t know how long, the solemn bells sounded again.

If Liu Chenye still has memory, he will write down this is the sixth.

The bloody giant far away from the sky was completely condensed at this time, and in the direction of Liu Chenye, as if it seemed slow and very fast.

It's just that the distance between each other is too far, and it must take a long time to come to him.

Liu Chenye ignored the bell and the giant hand symbolizing the death of the death.

He even forgot to anyone who he is now.

Find the symbol of life and death.

This is what he remembers.

Although wherever he is, he is still unwilling to stop.

He still insists.

Adhering to this kind of thing has a lot to do with the intensity of behavior motivation, it has nothing to do with other factors, such as age.

On the vast and boundless tragic wasteland, a small, lonely, and inconspicuous person walks slowly.

"It's long ..."

Liu Chenye was carrying his hands with both hands, and said with some sighs.

I just don't know if he is talking about the road ahead, or something else.

Except for the symbol of life and death, he didn't remember anything, and he didn't even know the meaning of searching.

"After walking for so long, it's already tired, so it doesn't matter if you rest a little."

He never thought about it at all.

He seems to be more powerful than this world. If he stops, it will lose completely.

In everyone's heart, there is a small child.

Especially when the old man, the childlike heart rose again, and the desire to win and defeat also increased.

Even if the opponent is a pale world of empty things, he will not stagnate.

...

Liu Chenye's body is getting thinner and thinner, the steps are getting slower and smaller and smaller.

He doesn't know how long he has gone, and the income of his body has continued to increase.

The lower part of his left face has dissipated, the entire left arm has completely disappeared. The large hole in the abdomen has expanded the chest position, and there are different white holes on the thighs. Most of the body has disappeared.

Some disabled body does not look scary, but it is a bit sad.

He didn't feel much, but stepped forward.

He can't stop, he can't shrink back.

He refused to stop, he refused to retreat.

He didn't want to stop, he didn't want to retreat.

He didn't even remember why he even went forward.

But he insisted.

This persistence has become his instinct.

His inner faith began to flash, and he was ready to spray the accumulated power at any time.

"Go forward."

He said to him silently in his heart.

Go forward, don't stop.

The wound on his body gradually expanded, and the pale color began to occupy most of his body.

Only his heart is not slowly disappearing as white as other parts, but it is firm and strong.

Such as the heavy drums, kept declare war on this pale wasteland.

"I won't lose, I won't lose."

He thought so and continued to go forward.

At this moment, his heart began to emerge from a ray of golden flames.

At first, the flames were very small. Soon after, he began to grow and began to burn his whole body.

Liu Chenye's old body is like a brown -browned deed, but even if it is dry grass, he can have a courage to accept the flames of the bear.

The sprouts of the belief have grown up under the footsteps that never admitted, and they are now taking root in my heart.

Flames continue to appear from Liu Chenyue's body, and the ground flowing through the feet spreads around.

It's like the burning wildfire.

Wildfire is immortal, and will eventually be Liaoyuan.

The entire wasteland is shrouded in the flames of Jin Chancan. Those misery that symbolizes nothingness begins to melt.

...

The golden flames are surrounded by Liu Chenye's body and never hurt him.

His body began to recover young, and the disabled parts began to appear.

A long time later.

Flame gradually dissipates.

He looked around with clear eyes.

The original pale world has disappeared, and a thick blood mist began to appear in the distance.

I am still standing on the opposite side of the underworld, and the boats shake gently by the river.

He relieved lightly, and his memory has been restored.

Almost, my existence completely disappeared.

Fortunately, his heart is pretty powerful.

Belief is the most powerful force, and even nothing can defeat.

At this time, Liu Chenye heard the sound of the night bell ringing.

"I remember when the white wasteland began to burn, it also sounded once, then now it is already the seventh sound, only two sounds ..."

He noticed that the huge blood -colored shadow arm of the sky was getting closer and closer to him, and it was not far from his head, making him a little comfortable.

"In the ninth sound, will it take away my soul? No ... how do you feel a little too close? Isn't there still two sounds ... forget it, it is better to hurry up." <

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He is unknown, looking forward.

In front of him, there is a heavy black iron giant door, which is located.

He has a wonderful feeling, that seems to be in the door.
Chapter completed!